There were many pictures of Kurt in their scrapbook but the one he loved the most was situated on his bedside table. It was taken on the day of their nine month anniversary. Kurt wasn't smiling in that one. He was looking at Blaine the way that always made his boyfriend shiver and that's why Blaine loved it so much. Every time he missed Kurt, he looked at the photo, and there he was, beautiful, with his eyes beaming with love for Blaine. It was a look solemnly reserved just for Blaine. It was something Blaine couldn't get enough of. And, as he so painfully realized, it was much more than any words of love could ever be…

Cooking dinner for Kurt was always a challenge. Blaine knew Kurt wouldn't say a word against his cooking but with the cooking skills Kurt possessed, Blaine needed to show his boyfriend that he wasn't a lousy cook. Blaine usually went for something simple, so he wouldn't screw it up, but their nine months anniversary deserved something more.

He kicked Sam out of their apartment early in the morning to prepare it for their celebration. He cleaned it up the way it wasn't cleaned since they moved in and then he went to grocery shop. He bought everything he needed times two, in case something went wrong, and returned home satisfied and ready for his mission.

Everything went smoothly, the only problem that emerged was burnt bruschetta - he forgot to take them out of the oven, because Kurt called him and he spent more time talking to him than he should have. But except for this one inconvenience, everything was perfect. They would have bruschetta with mozzarella and tomatoes as an appetizer, rack of lamb with herbes de provence and roasted potatoes as a main course and mini molten chocolate cakes with mocha sauce as a desert.

Kurt loved it and Blaine was very proud of himself. Afterwards they sat down on the carpet in the living room, Kurt's back against the sofa and Blaine's back against Kurt's chest. They were talking and drinking white wine Kurt brought with him since Blaine wasn't brave enough to try and buy one himself. He wasn't legal yet, after all.

"Nine months...God, I still can't believe it." Kurt told him. "It feels like it was just yesterday when I was freaking out about why you asked me for coffee and then avoided me at all costs."

"I was convinced you were just being polite when you said yes." Blaine chuckled and Kurt kissed his shoulder, tightening his grip on his waist.

"Well, I wasn't. I was internally squealing like a schoolgirl when you did. I was surprised I was able to keep my cool."

"I'm so glad you took it into your hands and brought me coffee. I wouldn't have gone with it."

"I kind of figured that out. That's why I decided to come to you."

"Hmmm...It was a great decision." Blaine announced and turned his head to kiss him.

"You taste like chocolate and wine." Kurt whispered when they pulled apart. His fingers played with Blaine's curls and Blaine just smiled at him. He was content and happy, and he didn't need anything more. He could imagine spending his life like this. The thought scared him a bit. They were young, and they hadn't been together for too long, but Blaine was so in love he couldn't bear the idea of not having Kurt in his life.

"The first time I saw you, you were at your freshmen orientation. We'd already heard all about a guy who got accepted right after audition and we all were curious who it was. We went to look at freshmen and took bets about who was the mysterious man. I spotted you immediately. You were so different from everyone else...dressed in tight pants, with a polo shirt and bowtie, hair gelled...You were so cute and dreamy. And kind of lost, not approaching anybody but when someone came to talk to you, you were very friendly and smiley. Even from afar I could see how charisma was radiating from you. I was sure it was you who charmed Carmen Tibideaux. Everybody laughed at me. But as it turned out, I was right."

"I already knew who you were. At my freshmen orientation, I didn't really take in what was going on around me. I remember how Sam asked me what it was like and I didn't have an answer for it. Like... I honestly didn't know what was going on there. The first time I saw you was in the NYADA cafe the first week of school. You were there, holding hands with Ben. It didn't surprise me that you were taken. You were the most handsome guy on campus."

"Hmmm...So that's how it is. You're in this relationship just for my looks..." Kurt teased him and Blaine shook his head.

"No, I'm in this relationship because I love you."

"I love you, too, Blaine. So much." Blaine tilted his head, putting his hand behind Kurt's neck to bring him in for another kiss. Kurt let him take control, he didn't push for more. He allowed Blaine to slowly explore his lips and mouth for the millionth time since they got together, and it still left a trace of excitement and desire in both of them. Blaine shifted in Kurt's arms, adjusting his position so he could sit in Kurt's lap and kiss him more effectively.

"I have something for you," Kurt breathed when they came up for air. "A gift."

"Kurt," Blaine whined. "We said no presents until it's the annual anniversary."

"I know. I just couldn't resist. I didn't plan on it, I swear. I would give it to you either way so we can wait for tomorrow if you want to."

"You're breaking the rules you created in the first place," Blaine reminded him.

"I'm not! I saw it and I knew you had to have it. It's not my fault it happened to be yesterday." Kurt defended himself with a smile. "It's like when you buy me a scarf when you see one you like or when I buy you a bowtie."

"You bought me another bowtie?" Blaine face lightened up and Kurt laughed.

"No. It was just an example. Let me get up and I'll bring it to you so you can see for yourself." Blaine reluctantly got off of Kurt, watching him search for something in his bag. When he came back, he didn't return to their previous position. He simply sat with his legs crossed opposite Blaine and handed him a nice narrow black box. Blaine carefully lift the lid and with one glance into the box, he fell in love with the object it was hiding.

"Kurt! Oh my god! It's beautiful!" Blaine took the watch out of the box, looking at it properly. It was a simple round watch face with a brown leather strap. Inside of the dial, there were small chainrings. Blaine could literally see the watch's inner workings, and it was one of the coolest things he'd ever seen.

"I had to buy it for you, Blaine. It would be such a shame if you didn't have this one in your possession."

"Thank you. I love it!" Blaine quickly got rid of the watch he was currently wearing and put the new one on his right wrist. He outstretched his hand to show Kurt and Kurt observed it before taking Blaine's hand and kissing his knuckles.

"It looks great on you, baby." He said approvingly.

"Thank you." Blaine repeated, already climbing back into Kurt's lap.

"Wait, it's not everything."

"What?"

"I have one more."

"But Kurt we agre-" Kurt put his finger on his lips to silence him.

"This one is not a regular gift. It's something I've been thinking of lately and I finally gained the courage to give it to you. I don't want you to feel pressured. If you don't want it, just say so and we'll come back to it later, like in a few months or a year or something." Blaine stared wordlessly at him, wondering what Kurt was talking about and why he needed to use riddles. "I felt like giving it to you on our anniversary is more symbolic than giving it to you on a regular day so... " Kurt took out another box from his bag, this time it was a lot smaller. He put it into Blaine's hand, urging him to open it. Before finding out what was hiding in there, Blaine shook it a little bit, listening whether there would be any sound indicating what might be inside. It didn't help so he opened the box, almost dropping it down when he realized what it was.

"You don't have to accept it if you don't want to…" Kurt told him quietly, not sure what to read into lack of reaction from Blaine.

"A key? You are giving me your key?"

"Yeah...so you could come whenever you want. Whether I'm home or not. I know we're nowhere ready to move in together and it's not what I meant by it. This way you don't have to wait until I'm finished with school or band practice when we're hanging out at my place. And if Sam calls with an emergency and needs you to disappear for a few hours, you don't have to wander the city if I'm not home."

"I-I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. Just think about it." Blaine took the key out of the box and stood up, walking to the door. He pulled his keys out of the bowl on the small cabinet next to door and hitched Kurt's key on his key ring.

"I need to talk to Sam but I think he will be okay with it if I make a key of our apartment for you."

"Blaine, it's not why I gave you my key."

"I know. It's just...I think it's a good idea to have the access into each other's apartments in case of emergency." Blaine walked back to the living room area, sitting down on the sofa and patting the spot next to him. Kurt joined him and Blaine took his hands.

"I have something for you, too…" Blaine said as he ran his thumb across Kurt's knuckles. "It's not a regular gift but...I think it was appropriate to do tonight."

"Okay, I would so give you a speech about your double standard in giving gifts if I wasn't curious."

"What double standard?"

"That you CAN give me a gift while complaining about me doing the same."

"It's not…" Blaine started but then he changed his mind. "Just wait a second." He disappeared in his room. He came back for Kurt a couple minutes later. Entwining their fingers, he led him down the hall. As he opened the door to his room and stepped in, his boyfriend stopped at the threshold. Blaine turned around to see what was wrong but the stunned expression on Kurt's face erased his worries at once.

The room was softly lit by candle light and rose petals covered the blanket on Blaine's bed. Blinds were rolled down and there was soft piano music playing in the background. Kurt took in everything before he let his eyes set on Blaine.

"Are you for real?" He asked disbelievingly, finally entering the room. He wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulder and pressed their foreheads together.

"It's been so long since we lit candles…" Blaine explained. "I know how you like the atmosphere we created for our second first time so I thought we could reenact it tonight."

Kurt stayed silent. Blaine could feel his fingers playing with the curls on the nape of his neck, but it was the only movement either of them did.

"I once told you you're everything I've ever dreamt of...It's not true. You are so much more than I ever dared to dream of, Blaine. I cherish every single little thing you do for me, and there have been tons of them so far, but believe me when I say I remember them all. From the four leaf clover, through random texts, songs in my voicemail, coffees on my desk at school, flowers to brighten my day when I have morning classes, all day long shopping trips without a single word of complaint even though I end up not buying anything, being patient with me when I'm grumpy and dealing with all my moods with a smile, kissing me when I need it but also knowing when I need my alone time and I could go on and on about what makes you a perfect boyfriend...You are my Prince Charming. Thank you. Thank you for making me the happiest guy in the whole world."

Blaine surged forward and crashed their lips together, overwhelmed with Kurt's words and struggling to find his own to respond. And then, he realized, he didn't need much to show Kurt how much he meant to him.

"I love you." He barely finished his sentence when Kurt replied with his own "I love you, too." After that, they left words forgotten and manifested their affection in a perfect rhythm of their body language.