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Kurt's eyes shot open to the sounds of a rooster. He groggily turned over to look at the time on the digital clock next to their bed, and groaned when he saw it was only four in the morning. He turned back over and buried his head into Blaine's chest, trying his best to ignore the continuous noise. Eventually he fell back to sleep, though his dreams now featured him strangling a certain wild animal.
He woke up the second time at six o'clock. Knowing he would never be able to get back to sleep with the damn cock-a-doodle-do-ing, Kurt started to gently kiss his way up Blaine's torso; surprised to find him still sleeping. Once he reached his lips, Blaine started to stir. Kurt smirked as he straddled him and knotted his fingers into the wild curls that he loved so much.
"Unng, morning?" Blaine asked without opening his eyes.
"How did you not hear the god damn roosters this morning?"
"Roosters?" Blaine asked, finally opening his eyes to meet Kurt's blue ones.
"Yeah, they've been going off since four, Blaine."
"Oh." He said simply, closing his eyes again.
Kurt slapped his chest lightly, pouting down at him. "Blaine, you can't go back to sleep."
"Why not?" He complained, though he had opened his eyes again and lifted a hand to brush Kurt's hear out of his face.
"Because I can't go back to sleep and I don't wanna sit up by myself."
With a large sigh Blaine pushed himself up on his elbows so he was eye-to-eye with Kurt, "Why are you so adorable when you pout?" He asked, placing a kiss on Kurt's nose, "You're irresistible." This time he kissed Kurt full on the lips. "But you know what? You have perfect timing. Sunrise is soon."
He tapped Kurt's hip, wordlessly telling him to get up, before crawling out of bed himself. He stretched his arms above his head, staring at Kurt's shirtless form. He walked over and took his hand, leading him out and onto their little deck before putting an arm over his shoulders. They watched silently as the sun came over the horizon, lighting up the blue of the sea and shadowing the trees. It looked like something out of a book or a movie; completely breathtaking.
"This is amazing," Kurt sighed, "I can't believe I'm here right now, seeing this with you."
"Isn't it, though?" Blaine laughed, "I wouldn't want to experience it with anyone else, not going to lie."
"I love you."
"I love you, too.
***
After watching the sunrise, Blaine cooked Kurt a breakfast that featured all sorts of fresh fruit. They ate outside and stared out at the sea, occasionally looking over and whispering words of love, but not feeling pressured to fill the silence with pointless chatter.
They decided afterwards that it would be a good time to hit the beach, maybe the pool afterwards. So they got changed into their swim trunks, grabbed some towels and headed down to the beach. Kurt stopped quite a few times to snap pictures of the ocean, or Blaine walking in front of him as the water lapped at his feet. They decided to go to the far end of the beach, near the breakwater. They put their towels as far up the sand as they could, Blaine mentioning that the water would go pretty far up. He immediately headed for the water, but Kurt opted to stay seated on his towel. He watched Blaine from behind the dark lenses of his sunglasses, admiring how his muscles moved as he made his way into the water. He made it waist deep before turning back to Kurt.
"C'mon, Kurt!" He yelled.
"I'm good. Do you know what sea water does to your skin Blaine? And I'm so pale I'll probably burn within five minutes!"
"You can't seriously expect to stay out of the ocean for the next two weeks, Kurt. I promise we'll get out every fifteen minutes to put more sunscreen on. And plus, seawater cleans your skin out."
Kurt frowned for a minute, but found no real argument, so he took off his sunglasses and started to walk slowly towards the water. Blaine stared as he made his way slowly into the water, the waves pulling and pushing at him once he was waist deep. One particularly strong wave pushed him over and Kurt fell into the water, coming to the surface sputtering and squealing about his hair getting wet. Blaine swam over quickly, asking if he was okay even as he laughed. Kurt frowned and tackled him into the water, pushing his head down and holding it there for a minute. This act started a water fight that left them both breathless and soaked, eyes burning and the taste of saltwater on their lips. As promised, Blaine led Kurt out of the water after fifteen minutes so he could lather him with sunscreen before they both sprawled out on their towels to just soak up the sun.

A few hours later Blaine decided that he wanted to take a walk along the beach, go exploring a bit.
"Kurt," He said, gently shaking his shoulder, "Kurt lets go for a walk."
Kurt's eyes fluttered open as he squinted up at Blaine, "But our stuff's all here."
"We're the only ones on the beach Kurt; I don't think anyone's going to steal it." Blaine said as he helped Kurt up and grabbed his hand, walking down towards the volcanic rock they saw before. They took couple-y pictures to show their friends, as well as pictures of the island to capture its beauty. They continued to talk about little, unimportant things, and what they wanted to do the next day. They both decided that they would play it by year, instead of planning ahead. It just seemed too organized for them, and they didn't want that on their vacation. They walked along the beach for a while longer before deciding to head back to their condo for dinner. Blaine cooked up some chicken, while Kurt made a nice salad. They both helped make a mango smoothie, for desert and they sat outside to drink it and watch the sun go down.