"Rachel, are you seriously leaving me alone over Christmas?" Kurt asked. He was shocked. His best friend and roommate was busy packing, preparing to catch a flight back home to Ohio. Kurt had opted to stay in New York over the break, saving the money he would have spent on plane tickets to help pay for the increasing NYADA tuition and costs of getting closer to achieving his dreams. Kurt hadn't been overly upset about staying behind until Rachel announced just a few hours ago that she had a flight home that evening and wouldn't be back until early January.

"I'm sorry, Kurt! My dads just told me they bought the plane ticket today! I didn't know!" Kurt could tell by Rachel's voice that she was genuinely sorry, but there was nothing either of them could do. "I'm going to be late to the airport!" Rachel quickly zipped her suitcase up and threw on her heavy jacket. Kurt walked her to the door of their shared apartment and opened it for her. "I'll see you in two weeks," she said with a smile. Rachel kissed him on the cheek and darted out the door.

Great. It was his first Christmas in college, and Kurt would be spending it alone. His heart gave a painful throb as he thought of his family missing him over the holidays…how excited Blaine had been to see him. They'd had nightly Skype chats and phone calls since their separation had begun. Kurt had even had to invest in a new phone plan to accommodate their ridiculous amount of text conversations. But they had both been so excited to be with each other again. Now he wouldn't see his boyfriend for at least another few months. It was almost too painful to think about.

The first few days weren't too bad. Kurt went about his usual routine. It was quiet in the little two bedroom apartment. He kept the TV or his iPod playing over the speakers throughout the day, just to add some noise. At the end of the day, Kurt rushed to his bedroom at precisely 9:00 PM. He logged into Skype to see that Blaine was already online waiting for him. A genuine smile spread across his face at the sight of his boyfriend.

"I don't think I'll be able to get online tomorrow night," Blaine said a few hours later as they were winding up the chat session.

"Why not?" Kurt asked, disappointed. These chats were usually the highlight of his days.

"We're starting Christmas break tomorrow, and the guys at Dalton are forcing me to go to Jeff's annual celebratory slumber party," Blaine explained, "I'm pretty sure they're going to be commanding my attention, and I doubt they'll let me get on my laptop."

"Oh. Well, I'm glad the Warblers are still including you. It should be fun."

"Once a Warbler, always a Warbler," Blaine chuckled half-heartedly, "I'm sorry, babe. I'll stay on extra-long Saturday night to make it up to you. I promise."

Kurt smiled, "Good. Well you better get ready for bed. It's almost 11:30 over there. You have school in the morning, mister. I love you."

Blaine grinned, "I love you, too."

The following day dragged on slowly. It was basically torture, knowing that he didn't have his video chat with Blaine waiting for him at the end of the day. Kurt was heading to the kitchen to start making a meal for one when there came a soft knock on the apartment door. He paused, confused. Who on earth would be at his door…? He crossed the room, glancing through the peephole. Sure enough, there was a figure bundled up in the hallway. Kurt pulled open the door as the man removed the beanie on his head, revealing dark curls.

"Blaine!" Kurt took a step back in complete shock.

Grinning from ear to ear, Blaine stepped through the doorway and closed the door behind him. He slipped off his heavy coat and tossed it to the floor before turning his attention back to his dumbstruck boyfriend. Blaine rushed forward, throwing his arms around him. Lifting him off the floor, Blaine spun them in a circle as Kurt laughed, a loud, ecstatic sound. When Blaine set him back down, Kurt attacked his lips. After months of separation, their kiss was passionate, but romantic.

"What on earth are you doing here?" Kurt asked breathlessly when they broke apart.

"No one should be alone on Christmas," Blaine replied simply. "I hope you didn't want anything, because I kind of spent everything on the round trip ticket."

"I couldn't have asked for anything better than you." Kurt buried his head into Blaine's neck, breathing in the familiar cologne.

"I love you so much," Blaine whispered.