December 11, 2009
Blaine and Kurt were in the common room studying when Sebastian came in with a wide mischievous grin. "Hey you two, I'm thinking about having a Christmas party at my house this weekend. You know you’re invited," Sebastian said.
"Thank you Sebastian. Who else is coming?" Blaine asked the same time Kurt scoffed.
"I don't know yet, I just know you two are on the top of my Christmas list." He said winking.
"We'll be there, Kurt and I love the holidays." Blaine replied with a smile as Sebastian left.
"Blaine," Kurt said looking at Blaine, "you don't love the holidays."
"No, but I love a good Christmas party. And I have a boyfriend this year, who knows it could be great." Blaine said with a smile.
"Speaking of what do you want for Christmas?" Kurt asked taking Blaine hand.
"You, all I want for Christmas is you. I think we should tell everyone we are dating." Blaine said.
"Really, okay, I can get you me for Christmas, and we can start with the warblers at tonight's meeting. But Sebastian will be pissed."
"He can get over it." Blaine said giving Kurt a quick kiss and returning to his English homework. Not even two minutes passed before Blaine groaned, "I'm bored!"
"Then start on your math homework." Kurt said looking at the piles of books around them.
"You know there is snow outside right?" Blaine asked grinning.
"And you love snow more than home work." Kurt concluded.
"Let’s go play in the snow!" Blaine said getting up and closing Kurt's book. Kurt looked at him.
"Fine, but you’re doing my homework too; I'm not as fast as you I need this study time." Kurt said standing up.
"Kurt I will do your homework for the rest of my life just come on." Blaine ran to the room and grabbed their coats and scarves pulling gloves and beanies out the drawers as Kurt returned with the books. Blaine was practically dressing Kurt as he helped him into his coat and wrapped the scarf around his neck kissing him in the process. He led Kurt down stairs and through the side door to the court yard that hadn't been touch since last night blanket of snow.
Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and ran and jumped around in the snow. Kurt loved to see him this happy in the ankle deep snow.
"Let’s make a snow man!" Blaine exclaimed with wide eyes looking over at his boyfriend. Kurt smiled and joined Blaine as he started rolling snow.
It didn't take them very long to get the first part done but the middle broke when they tried to lift it, Blaine quickly rebuilt it and sent Kurt on a hunting spree for eyes arms and a mouth. By the time Kurt came with everything Blaine was done and giving the snow man his scarf.
Kurt added the arms first then he mouth and pulled two blue bottoms from nowhere for his eyes. "He's beautiful! “ Kurt declared taking Blaine cold hand. "I'm freezing lets go inside." Kurt complained.
"Okay back to home work." Blaine said holding Kurt close as he walked through doors. They got upstairs to their room and Kurt kissed Blaine cheek.
"That was fun, thank you." Kurt said. Blaine stopped in front of the door and kissed Kurt.
"Your lips are so cold." Blaine said, their noses touching.
"My whole body is cold, warm me up?" Kurt asked in an innocent voice though his mind wasn't.
"So much for doing our home work." Blaine opened the door and kissed Kurt the whole way in not even noticing Sebastian watching heartbroken from the other side of the hall.
Once inside Kurt took off his gloves and jacket the scarf coming off with the jacket. Blaine did the same kicking his wet pants off replacing them with Dalton's sweatpants. Kurt caught himself watching Blaine undress quickly clearing his mind long enough to changes his cloths.
Blaine touched Kurt's warm arm with his ice cold hand making Kurt shiver, "still want me to warm you up?" Blaine asked kissing the back of his neck gingerly. Kurt turned around and kissed Blaine wrapping his arms around Blaine neck. Blaine picked him up, he wrapped his legs around Blaine's hips and they move to lie on the bed.
Kurt's back as pressed to the mattress and Blaine laid on top of him their lips moving slowly around their tongues.
"Touch me Blaine, please." Kurt begged moaning every time Blaine hips grind with his. Blaine did as he was told and slipped his hand between them into Kurt's pants touching his half hard erection stroking him through the fabric of his boxers.
"I wanna try something new." Blaine said taking his hand out of Kurt pant and resting them on his hip.
Kurt's pupils were fully dilated and his lips were red, "like what?" He said trying not to show his excitement in his tone.
"A blow job," Blaine said with a smile. Kurt's eyebrows shot up as he suddenly grew harder at the thought.
"Sure, go for it." Kurt said. Blaine kissed him roughly before kissing his neck and slowly pulling his pants down. Blaine stroked Kurt a few times before slipping his mouth over Kurt's member.
Kurt was in shock at the wet and warmness of Blaine's mouth, and then Blaine started moving his head up and down slowly making Kurt nearly come seconds into the blow job.
"This feels so good Blaine." Kurt said panting as his hands pulled on the bed sheets. Blaine laughed a little the vibrations making Kurt moan in immense pleasure.
Blaine was surprised how much he was enjoying this, he was rock hard in his own boxers, and watching Kurt squirm under his hold really got him off. Kurt's skin was always sweet but now the saltiness from the precome gave everything a new taste.
Kurt felt the coiling in his stomach panting, "bla-blaine, I... I'm gonna." He tried to get the words out but he was on cloud nine and Blaine just sucked harder and bobbed his head faster.
Kurt fell back into the sheets with a loud moan as he came in Blaine mouth practically blacking out as Blaine licked Kurt member dry. He felt the fabric of his cloths ones more and Blaine lay right beside him.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked with a smile. He came in his pants a Kurt did, loving the sounds Kurt made.
"Blow job are better than vodka." Kurt said. Blaine roared with laughter and rolled his eyes.
"God I love you," he said.
"I love you too." Kurt turned over and kissed him gingerly tasting the saltiness from the come on Blaine tongue. "That's taste weird." He complained.
"It’s not that bad." Blaine shrugged, "let's take a nap before warbler practice."
"You can't keep hiding from your homework love." Kurt said but Blaine already closed his eyes and pretended to be sleep. Kurt set his phone alarm on and cuddled into Blaine's arms.
When Blaine and Kurt got to warbler practice they were surprised to see that practice was canceled for the night. They asked around and the guys said they saw Sebastian leaving campus about an hour ago.
Blaine held Kurt's hand on the way back to the dorm and finally finished their homework.

The next day, Blaine was in his dorm after he finished his English test early. His phone ran with a 714 area code. Blaine had no idea where that was even from so he hesitantly answered it expecting it to be a wrong number or sales rep.
"Hello?"
"Blaine? Blaine Anderson?" There was a woman's voice who sounded both sad and unsure.
"Speaking, who is this?" Blaine asked sitting upright concentrating on her voice.
"Blaine, I'm you're aunt Lydia. I'm sorry to have to tell you this but, you're mother passed away last night." her voice cracked and Blaine was growing more numb with each word. Sarah couldn't be dead.
"No, why are you calling me?" Blaine said his voice faltering from anger to distress.
"please honey, I'm very serious, she has been battling cancer for the last year and she just slipped away last night." She said.
"you shouldn't have called. she gave me to the state when I was 15! And after three years you suddenly call me and shes dead." Blaine was shouting and tears were forming in his eyes.
"I don't expect anything from you Blaine, I just want you to know. she left a letter for you. If you can, I'd really like to see you, meet you. I saw you once when you were 6 and since its just been this gray area Sarah avoided talking about. We are flying her out to Ohio for the funeral. if its not to much I'd really like you to be there."
"You're too late Lydia. Don't call me again." Blaine hung up the phone and started crying. what the hell was that? Blaine sucked in a breath, he hurt for the first time in years so bad, Blaine's hands were shaking and his heart was beating too fast. His stomach hurt and he just wanted to make it all stop.
his mind replayed the last moments they had together. the utter confusion on her face as she watched her husband lock Blaine away, disown him, ship him to Dalton. she never said a damn thing and now she cant.
Blaine wondered if she would have reached out to him; if she would have gone to his Dalton graduation. Then he thought how and why he was even told. did cooper know. would his father be at the funeral. he was so confused he was shaking. he needed help because in that moment he felt like hurting himself. what would a few cuts do? it couldn't ruin him. he didn't know where his razors were and he just wanted something to help him stop feeling.
The bell rung making Blaine jump and pull him back to reality.
His mind was clouded and he wasn't even sure he knew what he was doing. The door opened and Kurt walked in chatting away, "I have no idea how you finished that test so fast." Kurt set his book on the counter and looked at Blaine for a response. he saw Blaine in the crying mess that the phone call left him in
"What happened Blaine?" Kurt's voice soft and caring. He got on his knees and put his hands on both sides of Blaine’s face and made him look at Kurt.
"She's dead." Blaine mumbled before he started crying. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and held him tight as Blaine cried. He held on to Blaine wondering what possible could have happened in the 25 minutes they were apart, and who was dead. The bell rang and the hall got quite as did Blaine. Kurt pulled back and looked at Blaine. "Who passed away baby?" Kurt asked looking at the towards Blaine's phone.
"Sarah... my mother." Blaine shook his head still trying to process what was going on, "she died last night, her sister just called me and I don't know what the hell to do.."
"Blaine," Kurt started but the look in Blaine eyes said it all. "I'm so sorry. i wish i could help you," Kurt muttered tears forming in his own eyes.
Kurt set the kit down and pulled his chair to Blaine and sat in front of him. "You don't have to do this," Blaine mumbled.
"I really just want to hurt myself Kurt. she and my dad are the reason I started all those years I go. and I just I want it now." Blaine covered his face with his hands then ran his fingers though his hair. "I don't know what's wrong with me Kurt, I'm sorry."
"There's nothing wrong with you love, and you don't have to apologize. I'm here to listen, talk to me honey." Kurt replied.
Blaine took a deep breath before starting, "I just don't understand why. Lydia didn't need to tell me. Ive been dead to Sarah for the last 3 and a half years. as far as i knew she was dead to me. then actually hearing that it just made it hurt. Sarah left me dumping me here after I begged her not to leave me. She never returned my calls or wrote me back, she was my mother and not even a post card to tell me she was alright. She will never understand how much she hurt me, all of my sleepless nights just wishing I could be in her arms." Blaine bit his lip to stop from crying. "And now, I could never get that."
Kurt knew he had to be strong for Blaine but he knew that feeling of just wanting to be wrapped up in his mom's arms. Kurt's mom died, he knew why he could never be back in her arms but Blaine's mom left him. Kurt had no idea how much more it hurt to know she was out there and didn't want to hold him, that was before the news. Kurt had watery eyes but had to stay strong
"Blaine I'm so sorry she put you through all of that, and I'm even more sorry that she is gone. I'm right by your side if you want to go with her family. You're not alone ever, I will always be right here." Kurt said, Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt holding onto him for several minutes.
"You should go to class." Blaine said standing up walking to his dresser.
"I'm not going anywhere without you Blaine." Kurt said watching Blaine try to compose himself
"Fine," Blaine said in a monotone voice, "put a jacket on were leaving."
Kurt didn't bother to ask where they were going he threw on his coat and a scarf and followed Blaine out to his car. Blaine turned the news on in the radio and drove silently. "What are you thinking about?" Kurt asked as they drove through the city.
"Chocolate chip cookies. Sarah always made me cookies when I was sad and even when I was alone I found myself going to the vending machine and getting cookies." Blaine said.
Kurt took his hand and kissed it, "let’s go to my parent’s house this weekend, I'll make you all the cookie you could eat."
"I'd really like that, babe." Blaine said turning into a public self storage facility. He pressed several buttons and drove into the gate. Kurt didn't bother to ask questions as Blaine parked his car and turned off the engine. He reached in the glove compartment and pulled a set of keys and an apple bee's gift card before stepping out the car. Kurt followed him into a larger building separate from the storage units outside.
"Hey Hank," Blaine waved at the security guard who was in the middle of lunch.
"Hey Batman, oh come here for a second." Hank said Blaine took Kurt's hand and approached the office. "Company is changing, so new hours and stuff, I get off at three AM now and the new guy Larry is pretty laid back I told him about you he just wants to meet you in person but our deal is going to him too."
"Alright, I'll swing by tomorrow night around four and say hi, tell him to expect me." Blaine said, "oh and happy belated birthday." He handed hank the gift card and walked up the stairs to his storage unit.
"What was that about?" Kurt asked when they got to the landing.
Blaine opened his storage unit and answered, "This is my summer home; Hank is head of security, and one of my good friends." Blaine walked into the 12 by 15 space clicking on battery powered lights as he walked in.
Kurt's jaw dropped when he saw that the storage space was in fact a room. Blaine had a bed pushed to the back of the wall a rack of cloths hanging up along with a dresser. Several boxes were stacked and labeled next to a bookshelf and mirror. Kurt's heart broke when he saw that Blaine was living in a storage unit.
"You can't actually live here." Kurt said walking in.
"Dalton only lets us stay till the end of May and opens back up in august. June I'm in New York with cooper and July I'm here, I only come here to sleep during the day if I don't have a summer job I'm usually in the library from open to close." Blaine was looking through a box while talking so he never saw Kurt's stunned face. "Its cheaper then am apartment and I don't have to move back and forth since it is a storage unit. Then I like to come here to clear my head." He pulled a book from the box and looked at Kurt.
"You can't live here," Kurt uttered still slightly in shock.
"But I do," Blaine shrugged and sat on his bed and put the blanket on his legs. "Come here." Blaine said. Kurt walked over and sat next to him; Blaine threw the blanket over Kurt's legs as well and opened up a photo book. Michael Blaine Anderson was written in eloquent scrip on the first page with an ultrasound picture that's said it’s a boy.
Kurt looked at Blaine with wide eyes, "is this your baby album?"
"No, it stops middle school; it’s basically my whole life." Blaine said turning the page to a photo of Lydia holding him right from the hospital. Next to it were Blaine footprints and hand prints. On the next page it was a collage of baby's first a lock of his hair was there along with pictures of cooper holding him and his mother holding him, there was only one with George holding him. Kurt scanned all the pictures admiring Blaine's diaper years. He turned the page and Blaine was growing up too fast, here were pictures of him in little league and first days of school.
"You've changed so much," Kurt commented as he flipped to the fourth and fifth grade.
Blaine smiled, "I wore braces all middle school and my teeth still aren't straight." He said looking at the nerdy picture of him in the fifth grade.
"I love your crooked teeth." Kurt said leaning over and kissing Blaine.
Blaine flipped to the next page, and looked at pictures of him and cooper remembering the great times they had. "Maybe we should skip the ugly years," Blaine said looking at seventh grade, his glasses, long curly hair, and braces. Kurt laughed and pointed at one of Blaine holding a third place spelling bee certificate, "can I have a copy of that?"
"Why it's embarrassing?" Blaine said covering the picture.
"Well I like it," Kurt said looking at Blaine for a moment. He returned to the photo album and flipped the page to eight grades; it was the Blaine Kurt fell in love with the first time. The long curly mess of curls and the baby fat in his face was all gone now and Blaine really did grow up. Kurt hated that he grew up alone, and in a storage unit for Christ sake, Blaine deserved so much better.
There was one picture of Blaine with cooper in New York days before school started; Kurt could see the change in Blaine eyes, from all the other pictures there was a different light in his smile.
The next page was nothing but old papers and envelops. "What's all this?" Kurt asked.
"Predictions, it was mine and Sarah's thing I fell I love with Nostradamus in fifth grade and she said every year we'd make predictions on how the next year would play out. My first one, in middle school I will make more friends. She predicted, she will finish a Julia child cook book. Then every year we would do that."
"Do you still do it?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah, do you want to do one with me?" Blaine replied. Kurt nodded his head and as Blaine walked to a box to grab some paper and a pen Kurt read his predictions for 2009.
In 2009 I will find a reason to smile again. I will win sectionals for the warblers, be in a parade, and I will be top ten on my senior class.
Blaine handed it to Kurt; who held up the paper, "it looks like you accomplished three of four."
"There's still hope to get in the Christmas parade," Blaine shrugged and gave Kurt a pen and note pad.
Kurt thought for a moment before writing, in 2010 I will still be with Blaine Anderson. I will be a student at NYADA, and Blaine and I will live together in New York. Kurt folded his paper in half and looked at Blaine.
Blaine kept it very simple; in 2010 I will ask Kurt to marry me.
"What did you write?" Kurt asked.
"We'll see in 2010." Blaine answered pulling the page open and sliding the two new predictions inside. Blaine pulled out an envelope title senior year. "Sarah wrote this at my eight grade graduation and I swore I wouldn't read it till my next graduation. I forgot about it until now, I don't really know if I want to read it yet."
"I'm right here of you Blaine, I'm never leaving." Kurt said taking Blaine’s hand. Blaine nodded and sighed. "Let’s head back to school." He tucked the envelop in his pocket and left the book and blanket on his bed eager to just get out of the cold container. Blaine waved at the security guard before leaving; the car ride home was silent Pandora playing softly making Kurt fall asleep.
He wasn't entirely sure if it was a dream, after all it was only about 10 minute. But he saw Blaine cutting himself and when he went to stop him Blaine cut him and he couldn't stop bleeding. He stuttered awake with a jump as Blaine shook him awake. He gasped for a breath and shook his head trying to get the blood out of his head.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I just dozed off." Kurt got out the car and held his hand out for Blaine to take as they walked to the building. They got upstairs to their dorm room and Sebastian was knocking on the door. Kurt went ridged at the sight of him but Blaine put a fair smile on as he always did and called Sebastian name.
Sebastian turned around his eyes locking on Blaine's hand in Kurt's first. "Hey guys," Sebastian said smoothly, "I missed you in class."
"Yeah, I wasn't in the mood for math and Blaine tagged along with me." Kurt said looking at Blaine.
"Oh, so are you two?" Sebastian didn’t want to say it but he looked down at their fingers interlocked.
"Sebastian, Kurt and I are dating; you are the first to know." Blaine said. Sebastian nodded his head, "Congrats, well I will see you two later then."
Blaine was going to reply but Sebastian turned to walk away. Blaine raised an eyebrow to Kurt who just pushed through the door. Kurt quietly took of his outdoor apparel as Blaine did. "Are you sure you're okay?" Blaine asked Kurt once more.
Kurt nodded and smiled, "I'm fine Blaine, a little hungry, want anything from the vending machine?"
"Cookies." Blaine said softly. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and kissed him gingerly. Blaine's hands rested on Kurt's hips as he pulled away his eyes glowed in the fading twilight. "I love you." Blaine said resting his forehead on Kurt's.
"I love you too." Kurt tried to pull away but Blaine wouldn't let him. Blaine pulled him closer and engulfed him in a hug taking a deep breath before letting Kurt go. Kurt walked down the hall and his heart was pricked as he felt tears working their way to his eyes. He wasn't okay, and he honestly had no one to talk to.
When he returned to the room Blaine was sitting on his bed holding the letter from his mom. Kurt sat beside him setting the snacks aside and rubbed Blaine's back soothingly.
"I think I want to read this alone." Blaine said in a low voice Kurt didn't even catch what he meant.
"Okay, I'm going to be in the commons room if you need anything." Kurt said kissing Blaine’s cheek and grabbing the room ipad.
Blaine stared at the envelope for a while before ripping the end and pulling the letter out. A small part of him hopped it would smell like her; instead it smelt like the rest of his things in storage with a sweet fading sent. He opened it hesitantly, his eyes remembering her eloquent script and style he wasn't even reading it he was just admiring the length of the letter and the beauty of written word. He looked back to the top of the page and began to read.
Dear Blaine,
I am so proud of everything you have done thus far in your life, and I am more proud of what you will accomplish. You are my pride and joy, my little baby boy and watching you grow up into the best man you can be is exactly how I want to spend my life. These next four years will be so exciting, and I'm sure you will crack and read this letter early but your senior year so I hope you stop right now and save what I have to say next for then.
Your father and I met my senior year and I was thrilled to have the student body president on my arm. Then I had a little too much fun that summer and we got married and had your brother... in that order if anyone starts counting months stop them. I know you are going to find the one person in this world who will be your best friend forever, that's what high school, is all about, your father is my best friend, and I was lucky enough to marry him. High school didn't quite end for me, my friends still came over, my boyfriend was still with me everywhere I went, all that changed was my pant size. I don't want that life for you.
Yes I'm so happy with my life but I want you to do the things I never got to do. I hope in 2010 you still want to attend college in north Carolina, or New York with your brother, I want you to get out of Ohio and explore the world. I want you to do everything I never could.
No matter what happens in high school, I'm going to be right behind you. If you fall I will catch you, and when you go astray or turn around I'll set you back on the path for a wonderful life. I love you so much, your my perfect creation and I'm looking forward to see you grow up in to the man I know you can be.
I love you,
Mom.
Blaine wiped the tears that fell from his eyes, and folded the letter back up wanting to burn it. She lied. That whole letter was a lie and all Blaine wanted was to throw it back in her face. She and George got divorced, she never watched Blaine grow up, and she sure didn't love him. The whole thing just hurt to read and the minor thought of how different his life would be with her here to catch him made Blaine hate her more.
He was alone, so alone all the time. Even in a crowded room, the warblers, his fight club, he was alone. She didn't know how much it hurt to have the whole world on his shoulder and not so much of an offer to help.
Kurt tried, he did so hard and it was the only support Blaine ever got. It was one of the millions of things Blaine loved about Kurt. But he wanted to be Kurt's boyfriend, not something Kurt should worry about every ten minutes.
Why did she have to do this now? It was like everything in his life was just about to become perfect and here she comes to ruin it. Blaine's hands were shaking as he reached for his phone and went to the call logs. He stared at the 714 number before scrolling down to his brother’s number and called him.
"Yo little bro." Cooper said laughing at something as he answered the phone.
"Hey cooper, can we talk." Blaine said trying to keep his voice as calm and leveled as possible.
"Of course Blaine, what's up?" Cooper asked.
"It’s um... our aunt Lydia called me this afternoon." Blaine said, his voice cracking at the end.
"Why?" Cooper asked his voice even and the TV background growing quiet.
"Sarah, Mom, she passed away last night." Blaine could hear cooper lose his composure but there was more so Blaine continued. "Then I read a letter she wrote for my senior graduation. I just I don't know coop, I don't know what to do or how to feel. I'm so confused." Blaine dropped his head and sniffled.
"I'm so sorry Blaine. Shit, no one talks to me about them. I mean I haven't heard from our parents since I graduated early." Cooper said, "Fuck."
"Shes going to be buried here and i guess Lydia wants me to go. why didn't you get called. You're older, you weren't disowned, you might actually know what the fuck to do."
"Blaine," Cooper breathed." she doesn't deserve your love. She abandoned you. you are absolutely right, Lydia should have called me. I'm not one for second chances, I honestly don't think I want to go...Do you want to go?" Cooper asked.
Blaine thought for a moment, "A part of me does. she made me the man i am today, in her note she seemed so positive and that was 4 months before she and dad threw me out. I don't know, I just don't know."
"Take Kurt with you, if you really don't know. but if you want me to come as support then i will. in a heart beat." Cooper promised.
"I think this is something I have to do alone." Blaine decided. "Lydia called me for a reason..."
"Okay I understand. So what are you going to do?"
"Call her; she said they were burring her in town so I can find out when."
"Alright, I want you to call me afterwards."
"I will," Blaine promised. "Thank you Cooper, love you."
"Love you too Blaine, see you soon." Cooper hung up first then Blaine dialed his aunt’s number.
"Lydia Banks." she sounded just like Blaine's mother.
"Hi, it’s Blaine." He replied awkwardly, "I was rude earlier but you mostly just put me in shock."
"Oh Blaine, I'm so glad you called back. I was afraid I lost you." She uttered her voice full of worry and love.
"You said something about coming to Ohio for the funeral." Blaine said.
"Yes, I don't want to ruin Christmas and everyone expects me to handle all of this because she lived with me this whole time and I'm a party planer out here in California. but i have no idea what I'm doing." she said.
"After Christmas would be better... is she being buried?" he asked shyly.
"No, she will be cremated. She wants her ashes spread at one of lakes there. Your mom was really organized she had everything ready and she still had at least a year." Lydia sniffled and sounded like she was going to start crying again.
"I'll go. if my fathers there I'm leaving but keep me posted please."
"Sure Blaine, save my number." She said, "Are you busy now?"
"Actually Lydia, I am, my boyfriend is worrying about me and we have warbler practice In 10 minutes." Blaine replied.
"Oh okay, well i look forward to seeing you. maybe we have dinner before the funeral. you can meet my wife."
"Your wife?" Blaine asked.
"Yes, i live in California, I've voted no to prop 8. her and i have been together for 5 years now. Sarah loved her." Lydia said. Blaine was so confused he just wanted to stop talking to this woman.
"I really need to go. Bye..." Blaine said awkwardly.
"Bye Blaine."
Blaine hung up the phone and took a deep breath wiping his face. He was still shaking when he left the room to find Kurt. His mind was still trying to wrap its self around the idea of seeing the woman he once called mom in four days. Kurt was reading a book when Blaine came into the room; he took a silent seat next to Kurt.
Kurt looked at Blaine, "everything okay?"
"It’s a lot to say and warbler practice is about to start." Blaine said.
"We don't have to go." Kurt said.
"Yes we do, the first half of my Christmas gift is telling all of them you're mine." Blaine said.
Kurt smiled, "of course, you can tell me after and I think tonight I'm big spoon."
Blaine chuckled, "I think it is." He leaned over and kissed Kurt not minding if they were a little late to practice.