Random Engagements

Kurt slept the entire flight to Paris. He hadn't realized the complete inconvenience he was to Blaine during the trip until he woke up. He had been sleeping completely over Blaine's lap but nothing was better than waking up with a pair of warm arms around him and a pair of hazel eyes staring at him lovingly. "Hey. I'm so sorry for sleeping on you like this." Kurt sat up quickly. "Did I hurt your belly?"

"My belly?" Blaine laughed at the term.

"Belly.. you know, another term for stomach, but a much cuter term." Kurt knew that Blaine was just teasing and nothing could ruin the current feeling of happiness. "Belly suits you better than stomach anyway, because you're like a little hobbit bouncing around. That makes you cute." This time Kurt laughed and pressed a chaste kiss to Blaine's lips and pulled away.

"You don't get away that quickly." Blaine pulled Kurt right back into the kiss, immediately pushing his tongue past Kurt's lips and into his mouth searching for Kurt's tongue to play with. Kurt didn't hide his want for his boyfriend. After feeling the touch of Paul on his skin, he craved for every bit of Blaine he could get to take away the dirty feel of Paul on him. Blaine was delicious as their tongues battled for dominance in the kiss. Blaine was all around him. He could feel, smell and taste Blaine. That was exactly what he wanted and needed. He needed Blaine to want him. Blaine sucked hard on Kurt's tongue causing him to moan loudly.

"Kurt. Buddy." Burt was there just across the aisle.

"Oh. Um Sorry Dad." Then Kurt turned his head across from him to a smiling Ellen and Jack Sr. "Um- Sorry Jack, Ellen." This couldn't get worse. Kurt had forgotten they were on a private jet and not alone, but Blaine hadn't. Why the hell didn't he stop him? Kurt turned around to see JR and Catherine there staring also. "Blaine. What were you thinking?" Kurt whispered.

"I hope the same thing you were thinking." Blaine winked and smiled proudly at being able to make out with his boyfriend in the company of his family. There would be no recourse. At least, not anymore. Blaine's heart swelled with his new found freedom to show his feelings for Kurt in front of his family. "It's okay baby. My dad and I had a great talk while you were asleep. He really respects you and has accepted us fully."

"Really?" Kurt's eyes brightened exponentially. His beautiful eyes were bright blue. The bright blue that made Blaine's heart ache. The blue that melted him instantly. The blue he needed to see.

Blaine took his hand and squeezed tightly. "Ready to see Paris again?" Kurt nodded and laid his head to rest on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine kissed Kurt on the top of his head and whispered. "I love you." Kurt returned his love with a squeeze of his hand.

They went straight from the plane into 2 limousines. Kurt and Blaine rode with Jack Sr. and Ellen because they were going straight to the condo to settle in. It was early evening already. It had been such a long day. Blaine and Kurt's parents were going straight to the hotel. Since the hotel was close, they were having dinner brought in so they would come over very soon.

"Blaine, you and Kurt go ahead and take the Master Bedroom." Ellen urged Michel to move their suitcases to that room.

"Ellen. That's not necessary." Kurt felt funny taking their room away from them.

"I insist. Jack and I don't need the space." She winked at Kurt.

Blaine laid down with a loud groan. "I am in a bit of pain right now. I think sitting in that seat for the time we were in the plane made me stiff."

"Let me take a look at your dressing." Kurt lifted Blaine's shirt up to untape the dressing. He smiled. "It's dry! Not infected baby! You should heal nicely."

"You'll never love my abs again, will you?" Blaine said with fake sad eyes. Kurt teared up..for real. "Whoa. Wait a minute baby. I was just kidding."

"Blaine. The cut is so big. I feel terrible that I caused that."

"Don't. Don't do that. I love you. You have so much more healing than what I have. You …" Kurt covered Blaine's mouth with his hand.

"Sshh. The care instructions say that you should soak the incision in a tub. How about we take a bath. Then I will change the dressing." Kurt turned away to go to the bathroom and started running the tub. "I'll be right back." Kurt made his way to the kitchen to find Ellen. "Ellen, did you see a bag from the hospital with all the gauze and tape. Blaine is going to take a bath and I'm going to replace his dressing."

"Oh. Yes. I think it's by the door."

"Thank you." Kurt paused to really look at her.

"Sweetie, it's okay."

Kurt moved back toward her and hugged her. "No. Thank You!"

"Now Kurt. You boys can't take too long. You parents will be here in about an hour."

"We won't." Then realized something. "Umm, we aren't taking a bath together. Just Blaine. I am going to take a shower"

"Okay." Ellen smiled knowingly.

When Kurt got back the tub was half full and Blaine was still lying still on the bed. "Come on Blaine. Let's get you into that tub."

"You're joining me aren't you?"

"Honey. I don't want to hurt your belly."

"Pleeeeeease. You can be the big spoon."

Kurt couldn't resist the eyes that Blaine was shooting him. "Fine.. okay." Kurt was excited in reality. "But no messing around. You can't hurt yourself."

"I promise."

They quickly removed their clothes and Kurt stepped into the tub and laid down. "Come on Blaine. Please be careful." Blaine got in and laid on Kurt being careful not to hurt him. "Don't worry about me, just lay down." Blaine got comfortable laying into Kurt with his head resting on Kurt's shoulder. He was able to face Kurt so they could talk or kiss or whatever Blaine wanted.

"Kurt. Thank you for taking care of me."

"Blaine. You know I hate when you thank me for something that I should be doing as your partner. I need you to be with me a long time babe. I need to make sure you get healthy. I love you." Kurt leaned down to kiss Blaine's temple and with his hands he took a washcloth to gently clean Blaine's chest up to the incision. "Is this okay?"

"Better than okay. I know I'm still recovering Kurt, but I would really like to touch you tonight if you think you might like that." Blaine wanted to be sure that he wasn't overstepping too soon. "I don't think I can with the stomach… no wrong the belly muscle issue, but I want you so badly Kurt. I want you to know that I love you, I want you, I want to be the last person to touch you."

"Blaine. I am here with you right now. We are naked in the bathtub together with you grandparents in the next room." Kurt chuckled at the knowledge that Ellen knew they would be in the tub together. "Our bodies are pressed together and I can feel your body against mine. There isn't a thing that I want more than just this. Just this simple. Me and you."

"So, you don't want me to?"

"No, not that. First, I am so afraid for you to hurt. Your belly is just starting to recover and I just know how you will get if we do stuff. I am totally fine with just holding your hand or kissing, honey. Second, I just don't think we need to plan it. If it happens than it does." Kurt stopped and was thinking about the right way to word this. "Blaine, I want you to know that your hands were the last to touch me. What he.. Paul did was not touching. It was … I don't know what it was … but it wasn't love and it wasn't like this." Kurt stopped to kiss Blaine on the lips gently. "When I close my eyes, I think of you touching me." Kurt closed his eyes when he said this. "Your hands are the only ones that make me feel."

Blaine was laying on the bed groaning when a knock came at the door. "Boys? I hope you aren't doing anything in there that you shouldn't be doing. Kurt, Blaine is still recovering!"

"Dad. Come in here and help me. Blaine won't sit still to get this ointment stuff on him and then the dressing."

"It hurts."

"Okay Blaine. You want to get better faster right? We're going to hold you down if you don't sit still."

"Evil Father-in-Law. Kurt, you didn't warn me about this side of Burt. I'm scared." He laughed.

"So we are going to joke around. Huh?" Burt smirked. "Let's see how funny this is. Jack, JR, Ellen, Catherine and Carole. You need to get in here!"

"You didn't" Blaine looked apprehensive as they all came running in one after the other. The site before them was Kurt with ointment in his hand, gauze over his shoulder and tape on his finger. Blaine was covering his stomach up.

"I did. JR, your son is afraid to have the ointment put on his cut and he sure is giving Kurt here a hard time. I thought you, Jack and I can hold down his arms and legs so this can get done." He smiled knowingly at all the adults in the room.

"You know Burt. I believe that would be a fantastic idea."

"Fine.. Fine.. Fine." Blaine was mad, but he knew he had to do it. Kurt smiled brightly at him. He won and he knew it. "You win."

He laid down and Kurt gently applied the ointment. Blaine cringed at his touch only once. "I told you I wouldn't hurt you." He finished taping down the gauze and finished with a kiss. "There all done." He pulled Blaine's shirt down.

"Blaine. So, all it took was for us to sit here and watch you. Son, sometimes you don't get an audience." JR joked. Everyone laughed.

"Dinner is already on the veranda. Who else besides me is hungry?" Jack urged everyone to the veranda. It was beautifully set up with candles and white table cloth. Everyone was seated around the table with Jack and JR on the ends. Blaine sat to his dad's right with Kurt and Catherine. Ellen sat to JR's left with Carole and Burt to Jack's right. It was funny that Kurt noticed the proper seating arrangement. There seemed to be no question where Blaine was to sit when he walked to the table. Wine was poured and there was a waiter serving. The air tonight was comfortable with a light breeze.

Carole had never seen anything like it. "Jack, the view is incredible. Beautiful."

"We will take you on a tour of the city tomorrow."

Burt never wanted to take someone away from work knowing how hard it was to own your own place. "Jack, I wouldn't want to take you away from work."

"Don't be silly Burt. We want to show you around. We know Paris and can get through all the tourist traps." Ellen was nodding her acknowledgement. "Besides, JR wants to take Blaine out for a little while tomorrow and Catherine wants to take Kurt out." Kurt looked a Blaine smiling, not really knowing what to make of that. Blaine knew what he was doing so he figured that his mom was just going to occupy Kurt.

Dinner was lots of stories of Blaine and Kurt's childhood from Blaine thinking he was superman and jumping off the furniture to Kurt planning tea parties for his dad and making tea cakes. The boys were thoroughly embarrassed at the end of dinner. They hadn't realized how late it was when coffee was brought out and they moved to lounge on the seats overlooking the city. Blaine and Kurt snagged the loveseat immediately so that they could just relax together. It had been a long day. Kurt leaned into Blaine, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder. The parent's talked while Blaine and Kurt had their own conversation.

"Blaine, what is the deal tomorrow?" Kurt hoped he would share.

"I have some things to get with my dad. Don't worry. I promise it is all good stuff."

"Okay. What are we going to do after that?"

"Whatever your heart desires. But I thought we could hang out with your dad and Carole a little too."

"That would be nice. When do you think we should catch back up with the group?"

"The are in Venice today. I'm so sorry you missed Venice. I promise to take you there another time."

"Blaine. I'm with you. That's what matters. Anywhere with you is perfect."

"You are perfect." Blaine's eyes were beautiful in the moonlight. They were dark with lust as Kurt took them in. Blaine couldn't engage in any activity because the force of orgasm would really wrench at his tender stomach muscles, but it didn't change his desire for Kurt. Kurt was thankful for that. Kurt had a big grin on his face. "What's with the goofy grin?"

"You. You want me. I know that look." Kurt paused. "I want you too, but this will have to do." Kurt leaned closer and could smell Blaine's cologne. He loved it. Breathing Blaine in, he met his lips with a desire far too intense for just kissing. Kurt would have to accept that it was the most they could do today. Blaine soon met his tongue and they savored the taste of each other. Their tongues feeling the familiarity of each other, breathing shallow as they were lost in the moment of each other. Kurt reached for Blaine's hand and entwined their fingers clutching gently and rubbing Blaine's hand with his thumb.

Blaine decided Kurt was right all along. There is nothing more romantic that the touch of fingers. "I do want you. So much. I wish, we could."

"Shh. Let's just enjoy the view and each other, Blaine. I love this too." They sat there for what seemed like forever just looking out over the lit up city.

Eventually, their parents decided to call it a night. They stayed right there in the seat as each one came over with a pat on the shoulder and kisses to tops of heads bidding good night. Jack and Ellen also decided it was time to turn in. Blaine and Kurt stayed with coffee in hand. The quiet was nice. Kurt and Blaine used this time to get lost in each other again. The smell of each other, the rhythm of their breaths aligning for the first time in a while, the tender caresses and soft gentle kisses taking over the evening. They realized how quickly the trip had been going. "We don't get this type of time anymore." Blaine felt like he was relaxed for once. All the pain had gone from his belly.

"I know. This is really nice." They shifted on the loveseat so that Kurt up against the corner of the seat and Blaine was situated between his legs with Kurt's arms around his chest. Much like the time in the bathtub. They focused on the stars. "It's hard to believe that Senior year is coming up. I love being back with my friends at McKinley, but one thing that would make it better would be being able to see you. I wish I could see you more often. I miss hanging out before and after school. Stupid stuff like getting coffee."

"It's not stupid stuff. Getting coffee is what brought us together. We've always confessed our feelings over coffee."

"Or my dead bird." Kurt laughed a little.

"Okay. You got me on that one." Blaine turned his head toward Kurt and Kurt looked at him questioning what was next. "You know what?"

"What."

"There is far too much talking." With that, Blaine turned on his side and began kissing his love with the deepest, loving kisses he could. If that was all he could do for Kurt today, he would make sure that Kurt was drunk from kisses. Blaine covered Kurt's neck with kisses, sucked on his pulse points and nipped lightly careful not to make dark bruises on his neck. Blaine wanted to mark him and did with very lightly colored marks. Burt would question anything else. Kurt moaned in pleasure every mark Blaine made. Kurt wanted to be marked. He wanted everyone to know who he belonged to. He wanted no one to mistake him as available, or alone or anything. He was Blaine's and he wanted to be Blaine's always, just as Blaine was his.

The sounds Kurt made were enough for Blaine to harden at the thought of Kurt moaning for him. How did he get so lucky to have someone that could become so excited over him? Blaine was lost in the moment and started to rub Kurt over his pants. Kurt was hard and ready for more. Kurt tried to speak quietly. "Blaine. You need to stop. We need to stop. You'll hurt yourself."

"I don't give a fuck. I want you to feel pleasure and I want to be the one to make you feel it." Blaine undid Kurt's pants and pulled them down low enough to release Kurt's cock from it's' prison of tight pants. He quickly licked down the length of Kurt's cock stopping at the tip and lapping at the pool of come. "You taste heavenly Kurt." Kurt groaned at the words.

"Blaine. Oh my God. You really, really need to stop. I will take care of myself later. Please don't hurt yourself." Blaine completely ignored him as he swallowed Kurt whole and Kurt suddenly felt the back of Blaine's throat." Blaine felt nothing but Kurt in this moment. This was all about Kurt. It didn't matter that he was so hard and his pants were so tight and his stomach muscles were wrenching from use. None of it mattered. He had Kurt's cock in his mouth and he was going to make him come. Just Blaine.

He sped up his movement over Kurt's cock completely taking him in and sucking hard each time he released him. Kurt loved receiving and Blaine loved giving. Blaine continued to suck and swirl at the tip each time and tonged his slit lightly as he would let him out. Kurt muffled his groans afraid to wake up the grandparents while they did these things right under their noses in theirs house. Kurt was lost in Blaine's mouth. There was nothing coherent coming out of his mouth now. He reached down to palm Blaine over his pants and continued to do that until finally he felt the pooling in his balls and the tightening in his belly as he came hard and long. Blaine eagerly swallowed Kurt's entire offering, sucking until Kurt was completely sated.

In the next second, Blaine groaned a stuttered groan as he felt his release also. Kurt hadn't even realized that he was the one that brought that on. As soon as recognition hit him he sat up. "Blaine, honey are you okay?" Blaine had his arms wrapped around his midsection and there were tears begging to be released. He was panting from the pain that he was still feeling. Blaine wouldn't let the tears fall because what they just did, that was amazing.

"I'm okay." He was panting and holding his breath trying to get control of the pain of his stomach muscles contracting during his orgasm. He was slowly relaxing with each passing second.

"Oh Baby. I'm so sorry. I just totally got lost in the whole thing and forgot." Kurt let a tear fall from his eye. He started to rub Blaine's back slowly, trying to help him relax. "I hurt you."

"Kurt, you didn't hurt me. Someone else did that." Blaine's breathing was slowing and the pain was subsiding. He smiled up at Kurt. "See not so bad. Smiling." Blaine pointed to the smile on his face. "That was unbelievable Kurt and it didn't hurt that bad." He wiped Kurt's face where the tear had long since fell.

"I never want to hurt you though. You've already endured enough pain because of me. I don't want to be the cause of your pain all the time." Kurt was sad and it was clear because his tears were falling.

"You will never cause me pain. Unless you leave me."

"Not a chance in a million years." Kurt smiled brightly at Blaine.

"Then I think we are good. Come on. Let's go to bed." They made their way back to the master bedroom. They peeled their clothes off and slept naked. They were bared before each other and had nothing to hide.

Kurt's shopping trip:

Early the next morning, Catherine and Kurt were shopping at Ave Montaigne. They had already gone to Dolce & Gabbana, Ralph Lauren and Chanel. They were on their way to Dio and would stop at Prada before heading back home. Kurt didn't even bother to try to ask Catherine what Blaine and JR were doing. He was having an unbelievable time shopping in Paris Designer shops. It was a dream come true for him. Catherine had a good eye for things on Kurt. She had picked an outfit for him in each store and every single one fit him perfectly in style and fit. She seemed to really know Kurt.

"Kurt, you are the perfect size and shape for clothes. It's no wonder you love them. Blaine is too short and a little stocky to look really fashionable." She laughed at her own comment.

"I like that he looks great in a pair of jeans and plaid shirt. I think he tones me down a little."

"You will definitely be the son-in-law that I spend money on clothes for." She smiled at Kurt like she had always wanted to buy for someone. "I know why Blaine loves you so much."

"You do? Because I have been trying to figure out for a while now, how I got so lucky."

"Kurt, you are both lucky. You complement each other so nicely. I am very happy that you found each other." Her eyes seemed to get misty at the thought. "Now let's get back. Blaine and JR are probably waiting for us."

Blaine's shopping trip:

"Where are we off to son?"

"Tiffany's. Definitely Tiffany's." His dad nodded as he advised Michel where to drive them. "It's kind of Kurt's mother ship. That and Alexander McQueen and Kurt would be in heaven." Blaine laughed at Kurt's obsession with Tiffany's and Alexander McQueen.

"He really is a fashionista, isn't he?" JR said with a chuckle.

"Yeah. He hates to be the stereotype gay man and I would never tell him that he is, but I like that he is. I know he wants the engagement ring and all that. I'm okay with being the per se romantic guy in the relationship, but he does some of it too. He can be girly in a Kurt way, but he is all man."

JR didn't know how to respond. "Okay."

Blaine sensed that he just made his dad uncomfortable. "I just meant that he is a fashionista, but he's is not the stereotype girl in our relationship. He can identify well with them as can I, but when it comes to us, he is the fashionable excitable one. I am the solid guy type. It works for us dad. He can pull off some great looks. I really like that about him. He is definitely my better looking half, even though he always says how great I look. I look at Kurt and he's like a model to me. Impeccable taste."

"That's why you are good together. You each have your own taste, but you love and appreciate each others differences. I am happy for you Blaine. I really am."

"Thanks Dad, you really have no idea how much that means to me. I know you wanted something different for me. I never wanted to be different. I am different and I knew it all along. I wanted to be strong and proud and with Kurt, I am now."

"You are, and you are a leader. I see now that people don't label you because you're gay. All the stories that you both shared last night made me realize that. I'm sorry that I couldn't see past you liking boys. I should have. Then I would've known how much people see in you and it wouldn't have taken me so long to be there for you."

"Dad. You are here now and I'm grateful."

Michel stopped the car and opened the door. "Tiffany's Mr. Anderson. Shall I wait here?"

"We'll call you as soon as we are finished."

They were immediately greeted at the door. That's what happens when you pull up in a Mercedes and with a driver. "What can Tiffany's do for you today Mr…."

"Anderson."

"Yes. Mr. Anderson."

"My son would like to purchase an engagement ring."

"Yes Mr. Anderson. We have…."

Blaine interrupted so that he could save the man the embarrassment of showing him to female rings. "For my future husband."

The man nodded in acknowledgement, but there was no change in his tone. "Of course, Mr. Anderson. This way please."

After about 15 minutes. "This is it. How much for this one?"

"That sir is $2200."

Before Blaine even spoke his dad had handed over his credit card. "We will need it engraved. Today. I don't care the cost."

"Certainly sir. What would you like it to say?"

"Blaine?"

He responded with. " B K – For Forever".

"And please deliver it to this address." JR handed him a business card with the address on it.

When Kurt and Catherine entered the condo, JR was reading on the veranda and Blaine was nowhere. JR glanced up and saw them enter. "Kurt, Blaine is in the bedroom taking a pain killer. You may want to check on him."

As he neared the room, he heard music. It was a song he had never heard. Blaine was not singing any lyrics, but just playing the guitar. Kurt loved to see and hear Blaine play. He knocked lightly on the door before entering. "Hey."

"Kurt? Did you hear me playing?"

"Yeah. It sounds nice. Does it have words?"

"Yeah, just something I thought I would try out. Not sure it sounds very good."

"It was beautiful, but then I am biased. You could be totally off key, playing the wrong notes and be off tempo, but if it was you, I would still love it."

"Kurt….I love you." Blaine laid the guitar down and stood to pull his boyfriend into a hug, kissing him on his neck and jawline leading himself to his temple and then his mouth. Blaine nipped at Kurt's lower lip sucking lightly. "I want you so badly. Maybe tonight we can try."

"Blaine. You are going to be the death of me. I want you too, baby. This time I am not going to let you seduce me. I want you to be healthy. I need you to be healthy for me." Kurt kissed Blaine firmly. "Do you understand?"

"Yes. Yes. Fine." Blaine was a little angry.

"Hey. Don't get upset. I promise as soon as I think you have healed, we can do it as often as you want. Like you, I just can't get enough of you baby, but I don't want to risk your health to have what I want." Kurt kissed him on the head and then pressed his forehead to Blaine's. "You have no idea how much I want to feel your cock in me. God, it's like I am dying inside every minute it isn't there."

"You play unfair Mr. Hummel." Blaine groaned and hugged Kurt tightly. "Okay. Let's go see what's up for tonight."

They had dinner outside at a local caf� near the condo. It was another favorite of the Andersons and they were met with hugs and kisses by the owners who had not seen them in a while. Dinner conversation was fun and lighthearted. Burt and Carole went on about where Jack and Ellen had taken them. They seemed like newlyweds all over again. Kurt was so happy that his dad had Carole. They were perfect. Kurt shared his shopping escapades with his dad. When desserts and coffee came out, they talked about when they would want to regroup with the New Directions and Warblers to finish the tour. "Dad, I don't think Blaine is ready yet. I am not sure I'm ready yet."

Blaine excused himself to go to the bathroom. Soon, guitar music was playing in the background and it seemed to be heading in their general direction. Then Kurt recognized it from this afternoon. "JR, what is your son doing?" Kurt laughed. JR responded with only a smile toward Kurt and a nod to Catherine who pulled out her camera to take pictures. Kurt got nervous. Blaine came into view and stopped right at the table in front of Kurt who was blushing a deep red. Since they were outside, there were a lot of people walking by at any given time. Now those people were stopping to listen to the beautiful boy in front of him, hazel eyes revealing a burning love.

When I see your smile

tears roll down my face.

I can't replace.

And now that I'm strong I have figured out

how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul,

and I know I'll find deep inside me, I can be the one.

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever

I'll be there for you through it all,

even if saving you sends me to heaven.

Kurt began to cry at the words he heard. Everything they had been through. Kurt remembered Blaine saying he would die for Kurt if it meant saving him. Kurt would do the same.

It's ok...

It's ok...

It's ok...

Seasons are changing and waves are crashing

and stars are falling all for us

days grow longer and nights grow shorter

I can show you I'll be the one.

Blaine took the seat next to Kurt. There was a small crowd gathered around now watching and waiting to see what would happen next. Kurt reached a hand to Blaine's face to caress the side of his face while he continued to sing. Kurt hadn't even noticed the looks on JR's and Catherine's faces who knew what was coming next.

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever.

I'll be there for you through it all,

even if saving you sends me to heaven.

Cause you're my

you're my, my,

my true love,

my whole heart,

please don't throw that away.

Cause I'm here, for you

please don't walk away and

please tell me you'll stay, stay..

Kurt knew that he was singing about the fight that led to the attack and it pained him to hear it.

Use me as you will

pull my strings just for a thrill

and I know I'll be okay

though my skies are turning gray.

Kurt mouthed the words 'I love you to Blaine'. The people in the crowd outside the caf� that could hear and see Kurt responded with an 'awwww'. Tears were still flowing form Kurt's eyes. He couldn't stop them. The song was so beautiful and Blaine had been practicing it for him.

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever

I'll be there for you through it all

even if saving you sends me to heaven.

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever

I'll be there for you through it all

even if saving you sends me to heaven.

Blaine finished the last word to the song and took off his guitar leaning it up against the caf� railing, he dropped to one knee. Burt looked shocked. Kurt brought his hands over his mouth stifling a scream or a cry or an 'ohmygod'.

"Kurt, I know I gave you the promise ring before, but I know that you are the person for me. You are the one person that completes Blaine Anderson. My missing puzzle piece.. I asked you this question once before and you made me the happiest man by saying yes before, but I didn't do it properly before. I kneel before you now in front of my parents, your parents and my grandparents." Blaine stopped to look around quickly and noticed how many people were there listening intently. "…well, and all these strangers, to ask you properly. Kurt Hummel. Will you marry me?" Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out a new Tiffany blue box with a pretty white ribbon.

"Blaine. I love you with all my heart. I said yes before even without a ring, and I will excitedly say yes again." Blaine encouraged Kurt to untie the bow and open the box, which he did with a HUGE smile on his face. He opened the box and pulled out the velvet box residing inside. Blaine popped it open. Kurt found inside a white gold ring with a diamond inset into the ring. It was beautiful. The crowd reacted positively too and some were getting pictures of the scene in front of them. Blaine pulled the ring out of the box and held it up so that Kurt could see the familiar engraving. B K – For Forever. He took Kurt's left hand this time and placed the ring perfectly on his finger.

Kurt had tears streaming down his face and Blaine took his face into his hands. "I love you Kurt Hummel and I am so happy that you said yes to me."

"I love you too Blaine."