Kurt Hummel was seven years old, and what do seven year olds love?

Candy.

Hence why he was currently dragging his mom, Elizabeth, across the mall to a small yet incredibly inviting sweet shop with an elaborate window display.

“Please can we go in, pleease... just to look, it smells so good.” Kurt pleaded practically bouncing on the spot as he pulled his mother’s hand.

“Okay, okay, just calm down a little.” Elizabeth smiled to herself and shook her head at her son’s excitement. “How about we buy some sweets for all of us, pick your dad something as well.” She explained letting Kurt run into the shop ahead of her.

“Oh my…” Kurt squealed, standing in the middle of the store wide-eyed as he took everything in.

Kurt heard someone chuckling behind him and span around to see a friendly looking woman smiling widely at him.

“Hello, can I help you?” She asked from behind the counter.

“M-maybe...I would like some candy for me and my mom, oh and my dad! Please... Oh, I’m Kurt.” He remembered his manners just as Elizabeth placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Hmm, I might be able to help. What’s your favourite candy Kurt?” The friendly woman asked as she stepped out from behind the counter and crouched down to Kurt’s level.

“I like the strawberry hearts, the really sour and chewy ones.” Kurt replied looking hopeful.

The woman smiled and stood back up. “You’re in luck, I had some delivered earlier. I’ll just pop out back.”

Kurt looked up to his mom once the she had left, only to be distracted by the appearance of a small figure peering out from behind the counter with  shy smile and a faint blush on his cheeks.

“You’re not that lady. Where’d she go?” Kurt exclaimed pointing in the direction of the small boy, startling him.

“Oh, t-that’s my mommy, she owns the shop.” The boy whispered.

“That’s so cool! I wish my family owned a sweet shop. My dad owns a car shop, he fixes them.” Kurt shrugged, uninterested.

“I like cars too, especially red ones and purple ones. They’re my favourite.” Blaine smiled, nervously playing with the hem of his t-shirt as he looked down at the floor and then back to Kurt, noticing he was slightly taller.

“I love purple too, and blue and pink, but my friend told me that just because I’m a boy I shouldn’t like pink, but I don’t care.” He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I like pink too, I have bright pink sunglasses.”  Blaine replied, feeling slightly more confident around the other boy.

“I forgot... I’m Kurt.” He took a small step away from his mother and held out his gloved hand.

Blaine timidly stepped out from behind the counter and lightly shook Kurt’s hand. Only now could Kurt fully see Blaine. He was dressed in a pair of maroon jeans, a t-shirt with the movie Tangled on and what appeared to be bright blue converse.

“Oooh, I love Tangled!” Kurt beamed, gesturing to Blaine’s t-shirt.

Blaine blushed and wrapped his arms around himself self-consciously.

“I do too. Who...who is your favourite character? Mines Flynn he’s really awesome.” Blaine rocked on his heels, briefly looking up to see who he assumed was Kurt’s mom smiling down at them both. She quickly averted her eyes when she noticed Blaine staring at her.

“I like Flynn too; he’s really…um…pretty.” Kurt whispered, blushing.

“You think so? I do too but my brother told me I was silly.” Blaine frowned, pouting slightly.

Just then then Blaine’s mom reappeared holding a jar of what could only have been Kurt’s sweets.

“Oh, there you are Blaine; your brother said you were back. I hope he was no trouble.” She glanced between the two boys and smiled, then looked across to Elizabeth.

“He was no trouble at all was he Kurt? You two seemed to get on great.” Kurt nodded in response, before giving Blaine a curious look.

“Blaine, I like that that name.” Kurt grinned earning a small giggle from the shorter boy.

Kurt suddenly spotted the jar, his eyes lighting up immediately. Mrs Anderson noticed Kurt gazing at the jar and placed it down on the counter.

“What else would you like?” She asked Kurt, leaning on the counter.

“Oh, um…Blaine what other candy is good?” Kurt frowned when he realised that Blaine had retreated further back behind the counter.

“I…I like the cherry shaped sweets they taste really good, oh and rainbow twizzlers.” Blaine paused to scan his eyes around the store briefly. “Oh, oh and this candy that turns your tongue blue, it’s my favourite and it tastes awesome like blueberries.”

Kurt’s smile had grown impossibly wider; he was staring at Blaine in awe.

He turned to his mom. “Can we get what Blaine said, please?” He begged

“How about today just get yours, some of the cherries as they’re your dads favourite and I’ll have some lemon sherbet. If you’re good we can come back next week.” She explained. Mrs Anderson was already beginning to weigh out the candy.

“I will, promise.” Kurt replied with an innocent smile. He was too engrossed with his sweets that he hadn’t realized Blaine had disappeared.

As Kurt and his mom bid farewell to Mrs Anderson he heard footsteps gradually getting closer behind him, it sounded as though the person was in a hurry. He turned around just as Blaine came to a halt in front of him.

“Kurt…um, have these. You can keep them.” Blaine smiled bashfully and held out his sunglasses and a small candy.

“But…” Before Kurt could finish Blaine was already gone. He held on tightly to the sunglasses and looked at the candy; it appeared to be a tiny love heart shape.

You’re Cute was printed on the heart in red, one word either side.

Kurt smiled to himself and carefully placed the small candy in the top pocket of his jacket.

“What was that?” Elizabeth asked, confused as she gave her son a quizzical look.

“He gave me his sunglasses, I can keep them.” Kurt explained enthusiastically, deciding not to tell him mom about the candy.

“What was that you just put in your pocket?” She raised an eyebrow at her son.

“It... was n-nothing…” Kurt blushed and grabbed hold of his mom’s hand, this time pulling her out of the mall. “I think dad wants his sweets, we should go surprise him at work.”

Elizabeth laughed softly knowing Kurt was hiding something. “Good idea.”

~

That evening whilst getting ready for bed Kurt remembered what his mom had told him earlier.

“So we’re definitely going back next week?”  He asked while cleaning his teeth.

“Of course, I promised you.” She smiled softly.

~

The next week came and Kurt never showed at the sweet shop…

Blaine waited for Kurt until closing time…