The store he wanted was only down the street, but walking might take too long and running all the way there and back would have defeated the purpose of him showering.

He hopped in the car and drove to the florist a half mile down the road. She was open for another five minutes. "Perfect timing," he said aloud. Blaine parked the car and ran in. The woman at the counter didn't look too happy to see someone so close to closing time. "Sorry. I promise I won't take long."

"It's fine. Take your time."

He could tell by her clip voice that it most certainly was not fine. He waltzed over to the rose section and selected half a dozen yellow roses and half a dozed peach ones. He also spotted rose petals in the clear fridge and grabbed a box of those. He brought them all over to the counter and laid them out for the woman to wrap them.

"You have good taste," she said being a bit more pleasant now that he lived up to his promise. He only took three minutes to grab everything. "You know, lavender would go great with the spread."

"Hmm," Blaine thought. "Sure. Sounds great."

"Did you want these wrapped or in a vase?"

Blaine saw the vast array of vases behind the woman and thought a vase would look better than being wrapped in paper. So he selected a carved glass one. He glanced down at his watch. He was already at his fifteen minute mark and with luck, he would make it back before Kurt arrived.

The woman was precise with her organizing, but worked quickly because she wanted to leave as much as Blaine. "You must have someone special to pamper her this well."

Blaine didn't miss the pronoun 'her' she used, but wasn't bothered. He also knew this was the woman's way of telling him that his choices were expensive. "Yeah," he answered with a smile. "He is pretty special. We've only been together a few months so we're still in the honeymoon stage."

He could tell that she picked up on his pronoun as he did hers. "Oh," she said. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. A guy buying flowers for another guy isn't the most common thing, is it?"

She placed everything on the counter and rang up his sale. "It's going to come to $175." Blaine took out his wallet and as he pulled out his credit card the woman began to speak again.

"Oh, you know what? Here." She walked over to another fridge and pulled out a small white box, a clear plastic box, and green bottle. "On the house," she said.

"Thank you. What's in the box?" He could see the bottle was sparkling juice and the clear plastic had chocolate covered strawberries.

"Cheesecake. These things will hit their expiration date in a couple days, but they're still good, I promise. They'd go to waste if we didn't do anything with them."

Blaine smiled brightly. "Thank you! Thank you very much." He handed the woman his card and took out his phone as he heard it ring. Another text from Kurt. His heart pounded as he thought he had already arrived.

"Almost there. 15 minutes. Pruis in front of me is slower than death."

"Take ur time. I'm still getting ready."

":-D so excited!"

"C u soon."

The woman placed the deserts, the bottle, and the petals in paper bag, and tied a ribbon around the vase. "Was that him?" she asked. "You're blushing." She handed his card back to him.

He nodded his head with a grin. "You're so cute. Have a great night. I'm sure he'll love it."

"Hope so." He gathered everything in his arms. "Thank you again. It was very sweet of you." She followed him to the door and he heard the click of the lock behind him when he exited the shop. He gently put everything in the passenger side seat and drove back to campus with his right hand on the vase so it wouldn't tip over; all the while thinking of what the florist said: "You're blushing." He smiled. Kurt made me blush.