The noise from the Christmas Eve party traveled up the stairs reminded him that the party was still in progress. Or actually started only an hour ago and had about four more hours left. But Kurt didn't care; he got a 'brilliant' idea for his last painting and just had to do it. He was in his old room which is where he and Blaine would be staying the next couple days. It was also Kurt's studio while he was here.

Kurt wore his party outfit with an apron over it. This was dangerous to getting paint over all his good clothes but Kurt didn't care.

Blaine was late. And Kurt wasn't happy. Blaine was never late. Kurt would have been okay and alright if he was late any other day. But today was Christmas Eve and it sucks being alone on this day. Kurt felt slight depressed. He knew he shouldn't feel like this. But how would you feel being alone for Christmas. Kurt knew Blaine wasn't late on purpose there had to a legitimate reason why he was.

Sighing he ran a blue strip across the canvas. Trying to blend it in with the black, purples and greens he was using. The painting was dark and eerie, with an edge of depression. It showed the way Kurt was feeling at that moment in time. He felt so low, that he could practically feel nothing at all and it made him mad that Blaine was doing this to him. Kurt flicked the paint brush at the canvas in frustration.

~*like*~ ~*break*~

Blaine walked through the front door of the Hummel-Hudson household. He was only like an hour late. But that's only because someone spilled coffee on his clothes during the plane flight. The lady felt so bad that she offered to pay for dry cleaning, but Blaine refused the money telling her that it was okay. In his mind he was pissed, the landing time was already cutting the time close and this just added to it. He had to change in the airport bathroom. Very unsanitary, let's not tell Kurt about that.

No one seemed to notice that he was there. They were all engulfed in their own conversations, celebrating Christmas in their own little worlds unaware of their own surroundings. Blaine nervously rubbed his hands together. He was nervous, oh so nervous. He looked around trying to find Kurt in the living room but he wasn't there.

"Hey Blaine!" Rachel stopped him from leaving the living room.

"Good evening Rachel. Merry Christmas, did everything go as plan?" Blaine asked.

"Everything went good, but I do think that he found out I was involved some how. Of course, one night I took him shopping and got your neighbor to do the dirty work, hoping to confuse him. But besides that everything went great. Let's hope tonight follows that perfectly," Rachel gave Blaine a wink. Blaine let out a nervous laugh giving her a smile. "Oh! Brittany, don't touch that!" Rachel squealed and scurried away.

Blaine watched her leave in a hurry, laughing he turned and walked into the kitchen. Finn sat at the table, head in his hands groaning in aggravation. Carole was standing over the stove shaking her head.

"I just – Ugh, I miss her so much!" Finn said banging his head into his hands.

"Maybe you should apologize and see if you guys could start over," Carole suggested. Blaine raised an eyebrow it was obvious that were talking about Rachel. It must be hard seeing someone you shared so much with after a year and a half of being broken up.

"She hates me too much. I broke her heart. She's never going to want me back," Finn said with a sigh. Blaine considered what he said and felt like this was the best time to place his input.

"Honestly Finn," Blaine started. Finn looked up in confusion.

"Blaine?" he asked. Blaine ignored Finn's obvious statement and continued with what he was going to say.

"You guys broke up over a year and a half ago. She hasn't gone out with anyone during that time. Have you been with anyone?" Finn shook his head no. "Which means she felt like she'd be cheating on you if she did. Come on, think about it. This is Rachel we are talking about. She believes that she is still yours. That she can't do anything and not feel guilty about it," Blaine finished. Finn stared at him confused.

"So what do I do?" Finn asked.

"Go get her! She still loves you. You are the only thing she wants," Blaine said. "But this is going to be your last chance, I hope you know. You screw this up then you're fucked. Excuse my French Carole," Blaine looked over to her apologizing for swearing. Carole nodded with a smile. Finn nodded understanding what Blaine was saying.

Blaine watched Finn nod in agreement and glanced at Carole. She was staring at Finn with amazement. She looked at Blaine giving him a look.

"Hey Finn," Blaine said. Finn looked up at Blaine.

"Yeah Blaine?"

"What are you still doing here?" Blaine asked. Finn looked puzzled before his eyes widened in realization. Finn jumped up and ran out of the room. Blaine chuckled and went to sit down at the kitchen table. Carole smiled sweetly at him.

"You parents called not too long ago. They said they were going to be here in about ten minutes. They sounded so happy," Carole said. A small smile appeared onto Blaine's face, but he said nothing.

"He's upstairs you know," Carole told him. "He's painting. He says that he's fine, but we all know he's lying." Blaine nodded. "He misses you so much." Carole turned back to her cooking. "I think he's upset that you are late, but I can tell you for a fact that as soon as he sees you he'll forget every reason that he was mad or upset."

"Do you think I'm doing that right thing Carole?" Blaine stared down at his hands nervously rubbing running his fingers together. "Is he going to want this? Does he want me?" Blaine's voice cracked. Carole dropped the spoon she had in her hand turning around so fast. She stared at him in amazement. Blaine looked up to her, his eyes glazed with upcoming tears.

"Blaine, honey," Carole whispered. She walked over to the table sitting down in the chair right next to Blaine and engulfed him in her arms. His arms wrapped around her tightening slightly. She rubbed his back in comfort. "You are doing the completely right thing. He wants this. He wants this so bad." She pulled away looking at his face. "He wants you. He only wants you. You're his savior, you're his everything. Don't think anything different." Blaine nodded and wiped away the tear that had fallen from his eye.

"He's probably freaking out up stairs right now," Carole kissed Blaine's forehead. "Go get him." Blaine stood up and began walking to the stairs that lead to Kurt.

"Thank you Carole," Blaine said turning to look at her. "Thank you for everything." Carole smiled and nodded.

"No thank you," Blaine stared at her in confused hoping for an explanation, but Carole turned around and went back to finish cooking for the party.

Blaine stared up the stairs. He was nervous. He was scared to see Kurt, but he wanted to see him so bad. He missed him so much. Blaine knew Kurt was probably going to bring up the whole present thing. He's probably mad that he spent so much money and time on it. But then Kurt was probably going to be a whole lot of affection. Kurt could be a complete mess of different moods. Blaine swallowed taking the first step up the stairs. He was afraid that this was going to affect something.

When he made it to Kurt's old bedroom door, he noticed it was open a crack. Kurt's singing voice was radiating from the room. It took Blaine a few minutes to figure out what song he was singing.

"I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have some snow and mistletoe and presents by the tree…" Kurt's voice made Blaine's heart swell. Of how he's missed it so much. -"Christmas eve will find you. Where the love light gleams. I'll be home for Christmas, If only in my dreams…" Kurt's voice surrounded him, it felt like home. Blaine knew officially that this is what he wanted to do. He wanted to be with Kurt for the rest of his life he wouldn't have it any other way.

Blaine pushed the door open fully, holding in his gasp when he saw Kurt. All he's worries fading away into nothing. Blaine couldn't believe that Kurt looked even more beautiful than he did before. Was that possible? Blaine's eyes trailed down Kurt's body. Everything was the same nothing had changed. He was still the same old Kurt, but ten times more beautiful.

He stared in awe for about five minutes watching Kurt fuss around the painting. He seemed annoyed at it, like he hated the painting but he continued to paint it anyway. Blaine watched amused, before deciding to ease Kurt's hatred.

Blaine walked slowly over to Kurt making sure he was unnoticed. He wrapped his arms around Kurt waist and pulled him close. Kurt let out a gasp as Blaine's lips landed onto the back of his neck. Blaine sucked lightly in one spot before moving up the back of his neck to his hair line then moving to his ear.

"Hmm, you taste so good," Blaine whispered in his ear. Kurt giggled and pushed him away getting out of Blaine's hold. Blaine whimpered at the loss of Kurt. He looked to Kurt. Kurt's eyes traveled up and down Blaine's body, tears glazing over them. Kurt sniffled before jumping into Blaine's arms pulling him close in a incredibly tight hug.

"I missed you so much Blaine," Kurt whispered tears running down his face. Blaine pulled away from the hug and planted a kiss on to Kurt's lips in response. Kurt breathed in through his nose before kissing back intensely. The kiss was messy and desperate filled with tongue and teeth clattering, but it was also filled with love and passion.

Kurt pulled away shaking his head. "Never leave me for that long again, please." Agony filled Kurt's words.

"Never, I'll refuse everything when they ask me to travel. I missed you too much. I love you." Blaine said with a peck on to Kurt's lips.

"I love you too," Kurt smiled his eyes wide as if he shut them that Blaine wouldn't be there when they reopened. Kurt soon found he lips back on Blaine. They kissed for a couple more minutes, remembering and trying to get the wanting feeling to subside until Kurt pulled away full 'Bitch face' on. Blaine swallowed hard afraid of what was going to happen next.

"What they hell were all those gifts for and who the hell put them there? Random people in our home! Really Blaine, the twelve days of Christmas," Kurt snapped. Blaine eyes were wide as his mind searched for an answer.

"Rachel was at help for that," Blaine said.

"Rachel? I should have known… especially when I called her and she didn't give me straight answers." Kurt said thinking over the past few days. "But why Blaine? Why all those things? Not that I didn't love them, they were amazing. But why?"

"I wanted to show you how much I love you even when I'm far away. I always love the same amount." Blaine tried. Kurt shook his head.

"Blaine you can't buy love. You didn't have to buy me anything, having you love me is just enough, I don't need anything else." Kurt said with sincerity. Blaine sighed.

"Kurt I would do anything for you. I'd get you anything your heart desires." Blaine paused, "Tell me what you want. What is it you want, baby? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down." Kurt smiled at the movie reference.

"I don't need anything. I just want you," Kurt whispered. Blaine's heart began to beat fast in his chest. He opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. Not yet, Blaine thought.

"I think I can do that," Blaine said. Kurt stared at him confused. "Come on there's a party going on down stairs, which I think we should be a part of." Blaine continued before letting Kurt think about anything he just said. Kurt nodded and began to leave the room. Blaine whipped out his cell phone and sent a quick text. Placing the phone back into his pocket he reached for a box that was placed in the same pocket and proceeded to follow Kurt down the stairs.

"Hey, Blaine. What's todays presen-" Kurt froze at the bottom of the stairs. Blaine's parents and his dad and Carole stood there among the other party goers all staring at Kurt. Kurt was lost, confused. Why were they all standing there? "Uh, Blaine why are they all-" Kurt froze again when he turned to find Blaine down on one knee. Kurt brought his hand of to his mouth in shock. "What are-" Kurt couldn't finish it sentence for tears were already blocking his vision.

"Kurt. Baby, Love. My everything. Do you remember the day I finally realized I wanted to ask you out? I was so dense and it took months of you crushing on me before I noticed, but better late than never right? Because we've been through everything together since. I love you with all my heart. You make me a better person. You complete me. You are the missing piece to my puzzle." Tears were running down Kurt's face.

"I can never get you off my mind. You're always there and it pisses me off when I'm in work sometimes. I'm lucky I haven't been fired yet from constantly being distracted by you. But I wouldn't have it any other why. Even if I would to get fired and we'd become poor it wouldn't matter because I'd be with you, the love of my life. And even if times would get tough it wouldn't matter 'cause I have you and that all I need because you make me happy. You make me happier then I have ever been in my entire life." Blaine paused to whip his own tears away.

"And nothing is ever going to change the way I feel about you, because I know for a fact that you are the one. People say that soul mates don't exist, but I know they do because you are mine. Okay, I'm kind of rambling now." Blaine took a deep breath and Kurt laughed through his tears. "I guess what I'm trying to say here is, I love you and nothing will change the way I feel." Blaine opened the box to reveal gorgeous silver and gold ring. Kurt let out a gasp at the sight. Blaine wiped away his own tears falling down his face and cleared his throat.

"Kurt Hummel, will you marry me?" Blaine's voice crack and silence followed everyone watched Kurt intensely waiting for his answer. Blaine started to become anxious in the silence that followed his speech. Kurt blinked and bit his lip and nodded.

"Yes," A smile appeared on Blaine's face. The answer was barely whisper but Blaine heard Kurt say it. "Yes, oh god, yes." Kurt said louder. The crowd was still silent as Blaine took the ring out of the box and slid it on to Kurt ring finger. Standing up Blaine pulled Kurt into a passionate kiss.

The crowd cheered around them but Kurt and Blaine didn't notice them. They were too involved with each other.