Sun seeped through the cracks of the curtain and shinning across Blaine's face. Blaine awoke groaning thinking about how he would have to ender another day without Kurt by his side. Blaine didn't know if he could do this again, another day empty without his everything. Without Kurt, Blaine felt empty and worthless. Kurt was like his daily drug. They've been together so long, that Blaine had trouble going through the day when he couldn't be near Kurt.

He rolled over to only bump into another body. Shocked his eyes flew open, but he nerves calmed when he saw Kurt's gorgeous sleeping face. Blaine loved watching Kurt sleep, he always looked so peaceful and vulnerable and Blaine just wanted to hold him in his arms, protect him from everything. Blaine smiled feeling content and happier then he's been in the past week.

Blaine brushed a stray hair out of Kurt's face then proceeded to run his fingertips down his neck and to his shoulder. Blaine felt the coldness of Kurt's bare shoulder and became confused. Blaine knew for a fact the Kurt didn't like to sleep with no shirt on, so why wasn't he wearing one now?

Blaine looked over Kurt's sleeping form. Kurt laid on his stomach. The sheet's lay from his lower back down. His back was bare from sheet and a short. The sun was radiating off Kurt's porcelain body making him shimmer. Blaine raised an eyebrow, he was pretty sure that Kurt wasn't wearing anything under the sheet either. Bringing his attention back to Kurt's face he began to recall last night's activities. Blush rose onto Blaine face along with a smile.

Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. Kurt said yes. I am going to marry the love of my life. I am going to marry Kurt and we are going to be happy together. I love him and he loves me just the same.

Those were the only thoughts that ran to through Blaine's mind. After he purposed to Kurt and Kurt said yes, they made their rounds of talking to the guests of the party. Everyone was just so happy for them. They had eventually got separated along the way.

Blaine stood off to the side of the living room after talking to everyone he had or wanted to talk to. He slowly sipped a glass of fruit punch looking around admiring the people surrounding him. They were all lost in their own worlds now, just like they had been when Blaine had got there. He wondered where Kurt had ended up; he wanted to be alongside him. Blaine wanted to hold Kurt and love him. Blaine missed him so much; he just wanted to be around him.

Sighing, Blaine looked around the gusts. He founded his parents talking to Kurt's; smiles were all visible on their faces. Blaine loved the fact that there parents had always been able to get along well with each other. It made Blaine and Kurt's relationship so much easier. Blaine moved his eyes to Rachel and Finn. Rachel laid in Finn's arms. Her eyes were shut, probably fell asleep. He looked to Finn who was staring at him a cheesy smile planted on his face. Finn nodded to Blaine in a thank you manner. Blaine smiled in return. The clock on the wall stroke ten pm.

Out of the corner of Blaine's eye he spotted Kurt. Kurt walked over to the stairs; he paused and turned to Blaine giving him a small smile and a tiny wink then proceeded up the stairs. Blaine raised an eyebrow, placed his glass of fruit punch on the closest table and followed Kurt.

Kurt stood in the center of his old bedroom staring at Blaine as he entered.

"I can't believe you did that," Kurt snapped water in his eyes. Blaine stared confused.

"I don't think I understand Kurt…" Blaine said cautiously walking over to Kurt.

"You did all this! The whole Twelve Days Of Christmas," Kurt told him. "And I did nothing…"

"I told you, I did it because I love you," Blaine responded. "You don't have to give me anything in return but to love me, forever."

"Forever is a long time," Kurt whispered.

"I know and I plan to spend it with you," Blaine responded. "Every second of it." Kurt looked away.

"You purposed to me." Kurt said his voice cracking. Blaine nodded unsure where he was going with this. "I didn't think you were ever going to ask. I thought I was going to have to ask you and then have you decline straight to my face, breaking my heart. I didn't-." Kurt wiped away a tear. "I didn't think you were going to ask me to marry you. I didn't think this is what you wanted." Blaine ran over to Kurt pulling him into his arms.

"I'm sorry it took so long for me to ask and for the recorded I wouldn't have said no. I would have said yes." Blaine spoke into Kurt's ear. "I love you. I want to marry you. I want to marry you so bad. I want to have a name plate on my desk that said Mr. Anderson-Hummel not Mr. Anderson. I want to be able to call you my husband. I want to have children with you and three dogs. I want to grow old with you. I want everything with you." Kurt pulled away staring into Blaine's eyes.

"God, I love you." Kurt said then attacked Blaine's lips. This kiss was much like the one before, full of tongue and teeth cluttering. Blaine's mouth moved from Kurt's and moved down his jaw to his neck. Blaine began sucking in the spot that drove Kurt completely wild.

"I hope you brought the scarfs I bought for you," Blaine said in between sucking. Kurt moaned.

"W-why?" Kurt asked his breathing was shaky. Kurt stretched his neck out to give Blaine more space.

"Because I'm going to make a master piece on your neck," Blaine growled pushing Kurt on to the bed and then climbing on top of him. Their lips met in hunger and want.

The party that was going on downstairs was forgotten. The only thing that matter was each other and remembering the other's body.

Blaine traced patterns on Kurt's shoulder lightly. Kurt stirred in his sleep before his eyes fluttered open. Kurt yawned before a smile appeared on his face looking at Blaine. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist pulling his close and kissed his cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Baby," Blaine whispered. Kurt dug his head into Blaine's neck.

"Merry Christmas," Kurt spoke sleep clouding his words. 'Mm, I love you." Kurt mumbled as he began falling back to sleep. Blaine chuckled.

"I love you too, " Blaine kissed his head. "Mr. Anderson-Hummel." Blaine felt Kurt freeze against him but quickly relax. Blaine kissed his hair. "You know, love. I'm surprised you didn't catch on."

"Hmm?" Kurt hummed.

"Did you noticed how Marry You wasn't on the mix CD?" Blaine asked. Kurt didn't answer right away.

"No," Kurt said. "I didn't, actually."

"I bet you noticed when RJ called you Mr. Anderson-Hummel." Blaine said against Kurt's hair. Blaine's hand continued to trace patterns on his back. Kurt nodded.

"But I didn't think your presents were going to end like this," Kurt played with the ring that was placed on his ring finger.

"I like to keep you on you're pretty toes," Blaine said tightening his grip on Kurt's waist. Kurt nuzzled in to Blaine's chest. And then they remained silent for a while. Kurt was falling asleep again.

"Blaine, honey, you want to use that pretty voice of yours and sing me to sleep?" Kurt asked kissing his neck.

"But it's Christmas!" Blaine argued.

"I already go my present." Kurt yawned. "You came home for Christmas, that's all I wanted." Kurt said kissing Blain's neck again. "Please…" Blaine chuckled before singing Teenage Dream, his version.

Kurt smiled into his fianc�'s neck. He couldn't wait to be called Mr. Kurt Anderson—Hummel.