Paris holds the key to his past. / Yes, Prince, I've found / you at last. / No more pretend, / You'll be gone, / That's the end... .
where are the fics of this??
WHAT YES PLEASE
don’t they get together in the end?
au; blaine’s been in love with kurt hummel since he stood up for him when the other kids were teasing him about his bow ties, and now, one year later, he’s finally ready to put his heart on the line
Buuuuut what if this is how they get back together!?!! Like just this beautiful, adorable little gesture that suggests starting over and forgetting the past. And Blaine’s all nervous because of course Kurt might say no but he’s been too long without him and he has to know if they can be something again. I LOVE IT PLEASE DO THIS!
I need you to refresh my memory of all the things Kurt and Blaine get sent to do in New York in the fic Little Numbers because I have to do them too!
Okay, I tried.
au: the king invites his friend and his son over to his castle and prince blaine meets prince kurt
because love at first sight doesn’t only happen in fairytales
Queen Marinella was growing more impatient and agitated by the second. Her son, Prince Blaine, was nowhere to be found and they were expecting guests at any moment. Her and the king were outside their palace awaiting the guests arrival. King Daryn saw his wife’s irritable expression and grabbed a hold of her hand.
“Mari, we have known our son since…well you know, birth,” the king began, “are you really so surprised by his behavior?” Marinella looked at her king with the same irritable glare. Her son was just like his father, odd sense of humor and somehow manages to make someone smile. And that’s what she did, she smiled, only a little.
“I would think that the arrival of Queen Sheron and King Gavan would be important to Blaine. Especially since they are bringing their son for the first time,” Marinella exclaimed.
Sheron and Gavan, and of course their son, Kurt, were going to be taken to the stables before they were to meet Marinella and Daryn. When the king and queen arrived, with no prince, with them, they looked a little concerned. Marinella shook off her concern and hugged her dear friend.
“Sheron! So good to see you. It has been so long!” Marinella said happily. Gaven and Daryn greeted one another before the big question was asked.
“Where is your son?” Gaven and Daryn both asked at the same moment. Marinella had a feeling that she was going to have a sharp pain in her head by the end of daylight.
“Blaine has disappeared, again,” Marinella answered. Sheron shared her dear friend’s pain.
“Our son disappeared as well. He galloped on his horse ahead of us and we found the horse in the stables. I’m assuming you haven’t seen anybody unfamiliar so he hasn’t made his presence known yet,” Sheron answered.
“Boys will be boys,” Gaven said, but that didn’t make the ladies feel any better.
“Yes, well, the boys better show themselves before daylight or those boys will be in such trouble!” Marinella yelled. Sheron agreed. The two queens walked into the palace arms linked, talking about disobedient sons. Gaven and Daryn looked at one another.
“You do realize that we will not hear the end of this?” Gaven asked.
“And we have our boys to thank for that.”
Prince Kurt was in fact, lost. This was all his father’s idea. He was friends with King Gaven and he received an invite to their kingdom. Kurt had never met the people, or been to their kingdom. It was beautiful, he definitely could admit that. Trees were high and green, the gardens were beautifully planted, and the horses were well taken care of. He watched a group run across the field. He knew he should find his parents. And he also knew that when he did, he was going to hear a very long, tedious lecture of not wandering off and especially setting an example for other royalty since he was the prince.
He should find his way back to the palace. But the ride to the place was so incredibly boring. His mother rode elegantly and his father followed along, that was boring. He liked riding his horse as fast as she could go. Kurt sighed. He had no idea where he needed to go and somehow, he wound up in a large garden, going down a stone staircase. He held onto the rail and looked around as he continued to walk down the steps. At the very bottom, there was someone standing by, looking down at some object in his hand.
“Excuse me, can I ask you a question? I’m new here,” Kurt said politely. The man looked up at Kurt and his mouth gaped open. Kurt looked at the man before him. Dark curly hair, hazel honey eyes and a charming smile.
“My name is Blaine,” the man held his hand out to Kurt. Blaine looked into Kurt’s eyes. What kind of blue was that? It couldn’t be called just blue, it was just…too unique and too beautiful. Kurt smiled and took Blaine’s hand.
“Kurt,” he replied. “Prince Blaine?” he asked. Both men released their hands.
“Yes. And you must be Prince Kurt,” Blaine answered.
“I am. I’m…I’m surprised you are not greeting my parents,” Kurt said in a shy voice. Blaine laughed lightly as they, unknowingly, started walking down the stairway together.
“I am sure my mother will be furious with me for not acting like a proper prince,” Blaine said in a slightly annoyed voice. Kurt could relate.
“As well as my mother. I cannot stand being in one place for so long,” Kurt admitted.
“I am the same way. I have so many hiding places and different passages around the courtyard,” Blaine said proudly. They reached to the bottom of the stairway and walked along a stone path.
“I do the same at my home. I made one of my tutors very angry,” Kurt said. Blaine laughed.
“I think making my mother angry is more terrifying than making anybody angry,” Blaine shuddered.
“Who do you think will be the most angry?” Kurt asked. Neither boy had noticed that their arms had linked together during the walk.
“Let us make a wager,” Blaine proposed.
“I am listening.”
“If my mother is the most angry, I will personally take you to an all day outing. We will do whatever you please,” Kurt smiled at that.
“And if my mother is the most angry?”
“Then…I will personally take you to an all day outing where will do whatever I please,” both boys stopped walking. Kurt smiled at the prince.
“That is no different than your first wager,” Kurt pointed out.
“Either way, we both win. What do you say, prince?” Blaine didn’t release Kurt’s arm, nor did Kurt make any attempt to pull his arm away from Blaine.
“I think we have an agreeable wager,” Kurt stated. Blaine smiled as they continued to walk, unknown to both of them that they were heading right toward the palace.
“Blaine Devon!” A woman called out from a high window. Blaine winced; his mother.
“Kurt Elijah!” Another woman yelled. Kurt as well winced; his own mother.
“I think we both win and lose,” Kurt said softly to Blaine. They looked at each other.
“Is that all right with you?” Blaine asked.
“Yes. And I cannot wait to go on that outing,” Kurt said, both women were yelling from the window still.
“Neither can I.” They smiled briefly before making that dreadful walk back into the palace, where their mothers were no doubt, waiting to release their rage. It was going to be a long night.