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What Makes a Parent: Chapter 15: The Proposal


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Story: Closed - Chapters: 16/? - Created: Aug 16, 2012 - Updated: Nov 24, 2012
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Chapter Fifteen: The Proposal

Sunday August 24, 2014

Kurt pulled up outside of Caravelli’s. He stared at the restaurant as he shifted the car into park. The lights were dim and the only other car in the parking lot was Blaine’s. Kurt checked his phone to make sure he had understood Blaine’s text message correctly.

Bring Aly for supper at the restaurant tonight? xoxo

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” Aly asked from the backseat.

“Nothing, sweetheart. Let’s go see if Papa is inside,” Kurt said as he unbuckled his seatbelt and turned the car off. He slipped his phone into his back pocket and went around to the other side of the car to get Aly from her car seat.

Aly grabbed onto Kurt’s hand as they crossed the lot to the front doors of the restaurant. No one appeared to be inside. Kurt pushed Aly a little further behind him and entered the restaurant first, just in case something was wrong inside.

What he found was not what he was expecting. There were candles everywhere, and rose petals of red and yellow had been scattered across the floor to a small table set for three. The place appeared to be vacant with no employees or customers, but also no Blaine. Kurt let the door close behind him and Aly. When the bell chimed, guitar music began to drift out from behind the wall separating the back of the restaurant from the front. Blaine walked out from behind the corner, strumming his guitar, and began to sing.

I'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a Lego house.

If things go wrong we can knock it down.

My three words have two meanings but there's one thing on my mind.

It's all for you.

Kurt looked at him in surprise; Aly watched the two with confusion. She tugged her father’s hand, wanting to know what was happening but Kurt only glanced at her and raised a finger to his lips. He didn’t know what was happening any more than she did.

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I will mend ya and I’ll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now.

Blaine motioned with his head towards the table that had been set. Kurt understood and guided Aly over to the table. He picked her up and set her in the booster seat. Then he took the seat beside her and continued to watch Blaine.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now, now.

Blaine circled around the table as he continued to play. He knew Kurt and Aly were both confused but he knew soon Kurt at least would figure it out. The box with the ring in it was burning a hole in his pocket but soon he would remove it.

I'm gonna paint you by numbers and color you in.

If things go right we can frame it and put you on a wall.

And it's so hard to say it but I've been here before.

Now I'll surrender up my heart and swap it for yours.

Blaine was getting more nervous the closer he came to the end of the song. He thought Kurt would say yes, but he wasn’t certain. And he didn’t know what Aly would think. But he did know Aly’s opinion would matter to Kurt.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

Don't hold me down; I think the braces are breaking and it's more than I can take.

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I will mend ya and I’ll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now.

Blaine lifted the guitar strap from over his head and laid it aside carefully. He pulled the ring box out of his pocket but kept it hidden in his closed hand as he knelt before Kurt. Blaine took Kurt’s left hand in his and continued to sing.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I will love you better now.

“Kurt,” Blaine began in a shaky voice. “I know we haven’t been together for very long. But that doesn’t matter to me. I love you, and I love Aly. I never knew I could love someone so much until I met the two of you. And it doesn’t matter that we haven’t known each other for years, or that Aly isn’t my biological daughter. I would not love her any less if she was mine by blood. These past few months have been the best of my life. And I want to spend the rest of my life living like this, with you and Aly. So, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, would you do me the honor of making us an official family? Will you marry me?”

Kurt looked away from Blaine for the first time since he had dropped to his knees, and turned to his daughter.

“What do you think, Aly? Should Papa and I get married?”

“Yes!” Aly exclaimed immediately.

Blaine couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped him. He leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to Aly’s forehead. Turning back to Kurt, his breath caught in his throat. He had never seen someone look at him with so much love before.

“You heard our daughter, Mr. Anderson,” Kurt said with a grin. “Yes, of course, yes!”

Blaine jumped to his feet, pulling Kurt with him. He kissed him deeply. Aly exclaimed in disgust causing the two to break apart in laughter. Blaine slipped the simple silver band on Kurt’s left right finger. They kissed once more before Blaine swept Aly up into his arms and the three of them embraced.

Blaine opened a bottle of champagne for him and Kurt and gave Aly some sparkling cider. They ate dinner slowly, taking the time to bask in their happiness. After they had finished eating, Blaine told Kurt to head home while he cleaned up so Aly could get to bed on time. They parted with a sweet kiss which promised more. Blaine sped through the cleaning process, wanting to get home to his fiancé. Fiancé, he still couldn’t believe it. Satisfied that the restaurant was tidy enough and anything left could be handled the next morning by his staff, Blaine locked up and left.

The house was dark when Blaine pulled into the garage beside Kurt’s Navigator. He let himself in, careful to be quiet so he wouldn’t wake Aly. He sincerely hoped the little girl had drifted off to sleep quickly that night. Blaine crept through the house until he reached the master bedroom. He listened for a second at Aly’s door to make sure she was indeed asleep and not playing in her room. When he didn’t hear anything, he continued into the master.

Kurt was waiting for him, stretched out on the bed and naked. Blaine’s eyes widened as he closed the door behind him and locked it. Kurt extended a hand towards him and Blaine immediately fell onto the bed beside him.

“I love you so much,” Kurt said reverently as he undressed Blaine slowly. “You’re so incredible.”

“I love you too,” Blaine answered as Kurt rolled him over onto his back, “so, so much.”

Kurt lowered his mouth to Blaine’s, kissing him passionately as his hands trailed over his lover’s body until they finally came to rest where Blaine wanted them the most. Kurt prepared him slowly and carefully, taking more time than he needed to. When Blaine was a writhing mess underneath him, Kurt entered him in one swift thrust. They made love slowly, relishing the moment and their newfound happiness. Kurt’s mouth found the tender spot at the junction of Blaine’s neck and shoulder and bit down gently. Blaine cried out as he found release with Kurt quickly following, emptying himself into his lover’s willing body.

Blaine didn’t give Kurt a second to move before he was pulling Kurt down on top of him. Kurt sighed happily, resting his pliant body against Blaine’s. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, unwilling to let him move.

“I love you,” Blaine repeated as he drifted off to sleep.

“I love you too,” Kurt answered as he followed into slumber.

Chapter Fifteen: The Proposal

Sunday August 24, 2014

Kurt pulled up outside of Caravelli’s. He stared at the restaurant as he shifted the car into park. The lights were dim and the only other car in the parking lot was Blaine’s. Kurt checked his phone to make sure he had understood Blaine’s text message correctly.

Bring Aly for supper at the restaurant tonight? xoxo

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” Aly asked from the backseat.

“Nothing, sweetheart. Let’s go see if Papa is inside,” Kurt said as he unbuckled his seatbelt and turned the car off. He slipped his phone into his back pocket and went around to the other side of the car to get Aly from her car seat.

Aly grabbed onto Kurt’s hand as they crossed the lot to the front doors of the restaurant. No one appeared to be inside. Kurt pushed Aly a little further behind him and entered the restaurant first, just in case something was wrong inside.

What he found was not what he was expecting. There were candles everywhere, and rose petals of red and yellow had been scattered across the floor to a small table set for three. The place appeared to be vacant with no employees or customers, but also no Blaine. Kurt let the door close behind him and Aly. When the bell chimed, guitar music began to drift out from behind the wall separating the back of the restaurant from the front. Blaine walked out from behind the corner, strumming his guitar, and began to sing.

I'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a Lego house.

If things go wrong we can knock it down.

My three words have two meanings but there's one thing on my mind.

It's all for you.

Kurt looked at him in surprise; Aly watched the two with confusion. She tugged her father’s hand, wanting to know what was happening but Kurt only glanced at her and raised a finger to his lips. He didn’t know what was happening any more than she did.

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I will mend ya and I’ll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now.

Blaine motioned with his head towards the table that had been set. Kurt understood and guided Aly over to the table. He picked her up and set her in the booster seat. Then he took the seat beside her and continued to watch Blaine.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now, now.

Blaine circled around the table as he continued to play. He knew Kurt and Aly were both confused but he knew soon Kurt at least would figure it out. The box with the ring in it was burning a hole in his pocket but soon he would remove it.

I'm gonna paint you by numbers and color you in.

If things go right we can frame it and put you on a wall.

And it's so hard to say it but I've been here before.

Now I'll surrender up my heart and swap it for yours.

Blaine was getting more nervous the closer he came to the end of the song. He thought Kurt would say yes, but he wasn’t certain. And he didn’t know what Aly would think. But he did know Aly’s opinion would matter to Kurt.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

Don't hold me down; I think the braces are breaking and it's more than I can take.

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I will mend ya and I’ll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on, now.

Blaine lifted the guitar strap from over his head and laid it aside carefully. He pulled the ring box out of his pocket but kept it hidden in his closed hand as he knelt before Kurt. Blaine took Kurt’s left hand in his and continued to sing.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight; I'm out of mind.

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of touch; I'm out of love.

I'll pick you up when you're getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I will love you better now.

“Kurt,” Blaine began in a shaky voice. “I know we haven’t been together for very long. But that doesn’t matter to me. I love you, and I love Aly. I never knew I could love someone so much until I met the two of you. And it doesn’t matter that we haven’t known each other for years, or that Aly isn’t my biological daughter. I would not love her any less if she was mine by blood. These past few months have been the best of my life. And I want to spend the rest of my life living like this, with you and Aly. So, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, would you do me the honor of making us an official family? Will you marry me?”

Kurt looked away from Blaine for the first time since he had dropped to his knees, and turned to his daughter.

“What do you think, Aly? Should Papa and I get married?”

“Yes!” Aly exclaimed immediately.

Blaine couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped him. He leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to Aly’s forehead. Turning back to Kurt, his breath caught in his throat. He had never seen someone look at him with so much love before.

“You heard our daughter, Mr. Anderson,” Kurt said with a grin. “Yes, of course, yes!”

Blaine jumped to his feet, pulling Kurt with him. He kissed him deeply. Aly exclaimed in disgust causing the two to break apart in laughter. Blaine slipped the simple silver band on Kurt’s left right finger. They kissed once more before Blaine swept Aly up into his arms and the three of them embraced.

Blaine opened a bottle of champagne for him and Kurt and gave Aly some sparkling cider. They ate dinner slowly, taking the time to bask in their happiness. After they had finished eating, Blaine told Kurt to head home while he cleaned up so Aly could get to bed on time. They parted with a sweet kiss which promised more. Blaine sped through the cleaning process, wanting to get home to his fiancé. Fiancé, he still couldn’t believe it. Satisfied that the restaurant was tidy enough and anything left could be handled the next morning by his staff, Blaine locked up and left.

The house was dark when Blaine pulled into the garage beside Kurt’s Navigator. He let himself in, careful to be quiet so he wouldn’t wake Aly. He sincerely hoped the little girl had drifted off to sleep quickly that night. Blaine crept through the house until he reached the master bedroom. He listened for a second at Aly’s door to make sure she was indeed asleep and not playing in her room. When he didn’t hear anything, he continued into the master.

Kurt was waiting for him, stretched out on the bed and naked. Blaine’s eyes widened as he closed the door behind him and locked it. Kurt extended a hand towards him and Blaine immediately fell onto the bed beside him.

“I love you so much,” Kurt said reverently as he undressed Blaine slowly. “You’re so incredible.”

“I love you too,” Blaine answered as Kurt rolled him over onto his back, “so, so much.”

Kurt lowered his mouth to Blaine’s, kissing him passionately as his hands trailed over his lover’s body until they finally came to rest where Blaine wanted them the most. Kurt prepared him slowly and carefully, taking more time than he needed to. When Blaine was a writhing mess underneath him, Kurt entered him in one swift thrust. They made love slowly, relishing the moment and their newfound happiness. Kurt’s mouth found the tender spot at the junction of Blaine’s neck and shoulder and bit down gently. Blaine cried out as he found release with Kurt quickly following, emptying himself into his lover’s willing body.

Blaine didn’t give Kurt a second to move before he was pulling Kurt down on top of him. Kurt sighed happily, resting his pliant body against Blaine’s. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, unwilling to let him move.

“I love you,” Blaine repeated as he drifted off to sleep.

“I love you too,” Kurt answered as he followed into slumber.


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