Kurt spent the day before with a never ending smile planted on his porcelain face. Working in his paint studio, which was located in the guest room of their huge apartment. Although now you would never guess that it once was a bedroom. If Kurt began to feel lonely or missing Blaine he would just walk back to the kitchen where the sticky note were still placed on the counter. Re reading, he could feel Blaine all around him. Kurt's sprit felt brighter, his mood was better.

It always surprises Kurt how Blaine could make him feel better when he is feeling the worse he could ever possibly feel. Kurt finds it surreal that he could do this when he wasn't even around. That is what surprises him the most.

Before Kurt went to lay alone in his cold bed to try and sleep last night, he removed all twelve sticky notes from the kitchen counter to the stainless steel refrigerator door. Smiling small, for Kurt was thinking about sleeping alone later and that did set right with him. After he got ready for bed, doing his nightly skin care routine, he received the only other text message from Blaine for that day.

Busy day :( I miss you so much. Sleeping without you tonight will be extremely hard. I miss your cuddling. I love you. Sweet dreams, my everything. – Blaine xoxo

Wednesday, December 14th, 2011

The alarm clock screamed to Kurt telling him that it was around 7 o'clock in the morning. The sun was shining through the cracks of the curtains that hung from the huge windows in the bedroom. Kurt didn't want to get up this morning, but not for the same reason as yesterdays.

Kurt was supposed to finish a special home done painting for his number one client yesterday, but didn't have time to finish it for he was completely distracted by the twelve tiny little notes that covered the kitchen counter. The client is supposed to stop by at one today to pick up the completed painting. But lord knows when it will be done now.

But Kurt didn't want to get up; he didn't know if he even could. He was just completely exhausted. He laid there in the bed weak from the nightmares that had corrupted his dreams. Kurt had woken many times throughout the night from the horrid dreams that played over and over, but he could never remember them when awaken the next morning. The first night Blaine was away on a business trip had had been the worse. Every time Blaine went away or if Kurt did, the first night away from each other was always filled with tragic nightmares that cannot be remember the next morning.

Kurt signed and planted face first into his cotton pillow case on his pillow gripping Blaine's pillow to his chest. His mind began to flood with the memory of their first night completely a part four and a half years ago.

New York was to be their first new home. They were the new couple in the apartment building in the past seven years. Their neighbors weren't homophobic or anything, but they didn't really like the fact that a new couple was to be living there. They were young, younger than any one that lived there and they were also na�ve. Kurt and Blaine had only lived there a few weeks before their first night away from each other.

Blaine had an internship with the New York branch of his father's company and Kurt was a full time student in a high class arts school. Kurt's dream was and still is to be a painter and one of the best he hoped. Kurt was really good at what he did as well.

Blaine was going on a quick business trip back to Ohio, and it was only supposed to last one weekend. Three days, two nights.

Kurt went to bed that Friday night missing Blaine dearly but he wouldn't let Blaine know that. He couldn't do that. Kurt knew how important this business trip was to Blaine and also Blaine's father, so he knew he couldn't oppose to this short trip. Kurt knew he was going to be lonely, any time away from Blaine was hard, but he always seemed to suffer through it. Besides what's one weekend? Kurt had figured that since he spent most of his life alone and fighting his battles by himself he thought he'd be able to get through this all by himself. Leaving Blaine nothing to worry about.

But Kurt ended up being completely wrong.

Around one in the morning Kurt had found himself waking up scream at the top of his lungs. His breathing was heavy and the room was pitch black. Once Kurt stopped screaming into the abyss of their bedroom (surprisingly not waking any of the neighbors), he felt hot tears running down his face. Kurt felt scared. He was scared for his life. Kurt was lost and confused and crying over something he could not remember. The dream had disappeared from his mind faster than he had shot up screaming. Kurt didn't know what to do. He was shaking to his bones, trembling so hard. He did the only thing he could thing off. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Blaine's number.

"Hel-hello?" Blaine's voice was tired and shot. Blaine listened at the other line. Silence for a bit before he heard the silent sobs of Kurt crying. "Kurt?" Blaine sounded more alerted. "Are you okay?"

"I don't- I don't know…" Kurt spoke through the tears running down his face.

"Baby, what's wrong? What happened?" Blaine's voice filled with panic. "Are you okay? Please tell me you are alright!" But Kurt couldn't respond. For his tears over powered his will to do anything.

Let's just say that Blaine was on the next flight back to New York that night, business trip completely forgotten when Kurt had crawled into Blaine's arms sobbing still when he arrived back home to Kurt.

Kurt dug his head deeper in to the pillow. He still to this day felt guilty about making Blaine come home early that weekend. Kurt knew Blaine's father wasn't too happy about it either, but he never showed it. Blaine didn't seem to care though even said he didn't. But no matter how many times Blaine told Kurt not to worry about it, he still felt complete guilty over it.

Kurt groaned finally getting out of bed at 7:45 and by the time he was finished taking a shower and getting ready it was almost 8:30. Kurt trudged his way into the kitchen and brewed himself some coffee. He walked slowly, fresh mug of coffee in his hand, to his paint studio. He began planning out how he was going to finish the paint before twelve so it could be party dry by when one when Mrs. Kimberly would be there to pick it up.

Walking into the room he expected to see Mrs. Kimberly's unfinished painting sitting in the middle but was shocked to find a chair in its place instead. Kurt breathed out in confusion and placed his mug on the desk next to the door and proceed over to the chair. On the chair was a see through CD case with a DVD in it. Kurt laughed as he saw a sticky note stuck to the case saying, "Watch Me!"

What is this Blaine? Kurt thought. Kurt grabbed the DVD and walked back out to the living room. Removing the DVD from the case and placed it in to the DVD player, he then moved to the couch and sat down. The screen was black for a bit but then Blaine had appeared sitting at a piano. The sight of him made my breath catch in my throat.

"Rachel… Rachel!" Blaine said looking past the camera. "Is thing on?" Rachel's tiny voice could be heard but you couldn't make of what she was saying. "Ahh... okay good." Blaine cleared his throat and looked at the camera.

"Hello love. I hope you are okay. I know how bad the first night away from each other is tough, but I want you to know that it is okay. Nothing to be afraid of, alright?" Blaine paused as if waiting for my response and of course I nodded my head. I know this was a prerecorded video and Blaine wouldn't actually see my answer, but I knew it was necessary for myself to feel better.

"Uhh, anyway. I thought I'd make this video for you. I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for everything. Out of eleven other voices in glee club you fell in love with mine. And you continue to fall in love with me every single time I open my mouth to sing." I could see tears build in Blaine's eyes. "And I love you. I love you for loving me." Blaine paused biting his lip trying to bit back the tears that rimmed his eyes.

"So to show you that I love you, I covered a song. One of our favorites, I must say. I don't have the rights to this song so I can't really dedicate it to you. But if I did own this song, it would have been dedicated to you before I even knew you." Blaine chuckled.

"Alright, enough with this. Here's the song, I hope you enjoy it!" Blaine focused on the piano. He began playing a familiar tune, but this version was slowed down and gentle. A smile grew on Kurt's face and tears began to fill his eyes just like they had for Blaine of seconds ago on the video. Blaine opened his mouth and began singing. And just like Blaine had said, Kurt fell instantly in love with him again.

"You think I'm pretty without any makeup on. You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong. I know you get me so I let my walls come down, down.

Before you met me, I was alright but things. Were kinda heavy, you brought me to life. Now every February, you'll be my valentine, valentine. Let's go all the way tonight. No regrets, just love. We can dance until we die. You and I will be young forever.

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream. The way you turn me on, I can't sleep. Let's runaway and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back. My heart stops when you look at me.
Just one touch now baby I believe. This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back.

We drove to Cali, and got drunk on the beach. Got a motel and built a fort out of sheets. I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece, I'm complete.

Let's go all the way tonight. No regrets, just love. We can dance until we die. You and I will be young forever. You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream. The way you turn me on, I can't sleep. Let's runaway and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back. My heart stops when you look at me. Just one touch now baby I believe. This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back.

I'm a get your heart racing, In my skin tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. Let you put your hands on me. In my skin tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight.

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream. The way you turn me on, I can't sleep. Let's runaway and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back. My heart stops when you look at me.
Just one touch now baby I believe. This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back. This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back.

I'm a get your heart racing, In my skin tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. Let you put your hands on me, In my skin tight jeans. Be your teenage dream tonight. Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight..."

By the end of the song Kurt was in tears. He remembered the day he went to Dalton because the boys were being complete jerks. How he stopped Blaine on the gorgeous stair case. That day was absolutely magically amazing. And Kurt wouldn't have it any other way.

"So did you like the song?" Blaine asked cheerfully, even though tears were running down his gorgeous face. "Of course you did! I mean it's our song. Personally I like it slowed down better than Katy's fast and upbeat but that's probably just me..." Blaine laughed to himself.

"Anyway, the whole point of this video was to let you know how much I love you and how I am so happy that out of the eleven other people in that glee club you chose me. You fell in love with me. God, Kurt I just – you don't know how much I feel for you." Rachel's voice spoke in the background interrupting Blaine.

"Oh sugar. I have to go baby, you are going to be home in a few. Alright. I love you so much. I can't wait to see you soon. Bye." Blaine waved to the camera a sad smile on his face before the screen went black.

Kurt stared at the blank screen tears still running down his face. They weren't bad tears though, they were happy ones. Kurt had no idea how lucky he was to have Blaine. He didn't know how he even got him. He honestly didn't understand how lucky he could be to have someone like Blaine. It just didn't seem right. Blaine had made all those sticky notes yesterday and he even learned how to play the slowed down version of Teenage Dream just to record it for him on a DVD. Compared to Blaine, Kurt felt like a terrible boyfriend.

From that second on, Kurt vowed that the next time he saw Blaine he was going to be the best boyfriend Blaine could ever have.