Kurt stood at his locker, having just told Blaine about how great he was at being able to afford the things he wore. He slightly blushed at the fact that he'd just used the word 'porn' somewhere in the description of his talent. He was completely caught off guard when Blaine handed him a small ring box. 

"If this is an engagement ring..Yes! What's better than Christmas in New York? Eloping in Central Park on Christmas!"

Kurt gave him a tiny laugh and a huge smile, he put his hand on Kurt's shoulder "Just open the box.." 

"It's a promise ring. I made it out of gum wrappers. Juicy Fruit.." He blushed slightly at the tiny sentiment he'd just given Kurt. 

"My favorite Wrigleys..And, is that a little bowtie.." He looked over at Blaine who was giving him the most adorable smile he'd ever seen. His eyes looking like some sort of a small puppy's.  

"But what are you promising?" 

Blaine took a deep breath before beginging to speak. 

"To always love you. To defend you even if I know you're wrong. To surprise you. To always pick up your call no matter what I'm doing. To bake you cookies at least twice a year and to kiss you whenever and where ever you want. Mostly to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are."

Kurt could feel his eyes misting after hearing Blaine say these things to him. 

"I know it's not something Elizabeth Taylor would have worn but-" 

Kurt cut him off, putting his hand on his chest. "I love it, I love you."