Kurt and the New Directions are all on a month-long beach party in celebration of graduation. Kurt met Blaine a week in but none of the New Directions met him. Kurt has now been dating Blaine for 3 weeks. How will the New Directions react?

Kurt let out a deep breath as he walked along the beach, lifting his feet unnecessarily high so the sand would collect on the tops of them before falling off.

Next to him, a boy his age, slightly shorter than himself and dressed in nothing but swimming trunks copied his movements, dragging his feet and lifting them out of the sand.

Their hands were linked and they continued to walk in comfortable silence. The only noise being the seagulls above their heads and the waves rolling in and out.

"So, these friends of yours... they're not gonna kill me or anything? Right?" The shorter asked.

"They won't kill you. They might threaten to kill you but don't worry, I won't allow it." Kurt smiled.

The boy simply let out a shaky breath and glanced sideways, allowing his eyes to gaze upon the shimmering waves which housed a distorted reflection of the setting sun.

"I- look, I really care about you, okay?" Kurt began, "And I won't let my protective friends chase you away. I know we've only been dating for about 3 weeks now or something but, uh, I can- I can see a future with you. And as crazy as that may sound-"

"I care about you too, Kurt." The boy smiled, "A lot. And I can most definitely see a future with you. So, let's not worry about what your friends think of us, okay? Let's worry about what we think of us. And by the way, I'm pretty sure the only way your friends would be able to chase me away would be if they told me I was going to hurt you."

Kurt laughed slightly at that, "Okay, well I haven't told them about us so we're just going to be kind of showing up holding hands. Speaks for itself, doesn't it? Then we won't have to say anything to them."

"No, Kurt. We need to actually tell them. They're your friends. They have a right to know."

Kurt pouted, "Fine. Well, they're right up there. You can see them." Kurt held out a finger to point towards a small group of teens who were lying on towels on the beach while another group played in the water.

"Okay," Hazel eyes glanced over to Kurt, "Lets do this."

Kurt took a deep breath and nodded before beginning to walk towards his friends.

"Hey, guys." Kurt announced himself, smiling slightly when the group almost turned as one to look at him.

"Kurt!" A brunette ran up to him, "There you are! I was wondering if-"

"Who's that?" A Latina interrupted the girl.

"This is Blaine my-"

"Hey, Blaine." Santana smirked as she sauntered seductively over to him, "The name's Santana. Better remember it because pretty soon you'll be screaming it."

Blaine's eyes widened incredulously and he subconsciously pulled Kurt closer to him, "I'm guessing you mean when you're rich and famous and I'm a fan?"

Santana raised a delicate eyebrow, "Don't tell me you're a virgin."

"Okay, I won't tell you that then."

"What the hell is wrong with this guy?" Santana frowned as she turned around to face the group of intrigued teens, "He's not being affected by me! What happened! Has the sun burnt my skin? Am I less amazing looking? Quick! Someone get me a mirror!"

Blaine laughed quietly, "You look fine. I'm just not attracted to girls in general." Blaine raised a teasing eyebrow.

"You're not- Oh my god, he's gay!" Santana shrieked as she turned to her friends, "Hummel finally found another homo like him!"

"A dolphin?" Brittany clapped her hands happily, "Another dolphin!"

And then the rest of the group began to talk excitedly. All of their voices were cancelling each other out so all the two boys could hear was one noise, apart from the occasional shout of confusion or celebration.

Blaine's mouth fell open as he turned to look at Kurt who simply shrugged at him, already used to the group's insane antics.

"Hummel!" A boy with a poor excuse for a Mohawk raised a hand for Kurt, "You got yourself a boy toy! Finally, man!"

Kurt laughed and high-fived him, "I prefer to call him my boyfriend."

"I also prefer to be called Kurt's boyfriend rather than Kurt's boy toy." Blaine added, nodding enthusiastically.

Ooookayy then. Don't ask what that was. But anyway, can y'all please just pretend that it's possible that the ND could survive a month-long beach party together? For me? Please?

This was requested by adore55