Two weeks had passed and Blaine had passed every evening in the small coffee shop to get his cup of coffee. It had been a long day and close to closing time when Blaine was running towards the coffee shop, hoping he would be just in time to get his usual cup of coffee. It became their ritual.

Blaine appeared almost out of breath in front of the counter.  

“Good evening Kurt,” Blaine said with a smile.

Kurt turned around and walked to the coffee machine and started making the coffee. “Good evening Blaine. You ok? You seem a little out of breath.”

“You know I might have wanted a regular coffee today you  know? And yes, I didn't think I would make it before closing time.” Blaine said with a smirk.

“Naah, you seem like the regular type and luckily for you, you made it,” Kurt said back with a huge smile.

“So if I had wanted a regular coffee, you wouldn't have given me one?” Blaine asked with a pout.

“Maybe,” Kurt shrugged. He took a cup and a marker and was about to start when Blaine stopped him.

“Can I make a suggestion on what you are going to draw?” Blaine asked.

Kurt looked at him confused. “You have a suggestion?”

Blaine grinned and shrugged. “My Blaine cups are getting a little lonely. It would be nice if I could add a Kurt to the collection.”

Kurt's eyebrows shot up and he looked speechless to Blaine. “Wait you keep every cup? You've been coming here for the past two weeks!”

Blaine blushed. “You put your effort in it and I like them. They are standing on my desk.”

Kurt giggled and started drawing something on the cup. “Is that a yes?” asked Blaine.

“You'll see,” said Kurt. He drew longer than normal and stopped the coffee when it was finished.

He poured some into the cup and gave it to Blaine who already had the money placed neatly on the counter.

“We are getting a routine, I see,” said Kurt. Blaine just winked and laughed.

“Well this is the best coffee in New York after all.” Kurt started blushing. “Thank you! Have a nice evening Blaine!”

Blaine nodded at him. “You too Kurt and thank you for the coffee.”

Blaine drank his coffee on the way home. He placed the coffee on his desk and smiled when he saw what's standing on it.

A mini version of Kurt, pressing a kiss against a mini version of Blaine's cheek. Above it was written in Kurt's neat handwriting: “I hope your Blaine cups aren't so lonely anymore. Have a nice evening Blaine!”

Blaine grinned and placed the cup on his night table, wanting to be able to look at it when he woke up and went to sleep. If this evening had been an indication than he was more than ever convinced that Kurt was something special.