Chapter 57 - O Christmas Tree

After the Sectionals win, the entire glee club was in Christmas mode. Mr. Shue sent the glee club on a mission to get a tree for the choir room, but after a huge argument, everyone nominated Finn and Rachael to take care of it. It was glee clubs way of telling Finn and Rachel that since they were the stars, they should be the ones to do it. Blaine and Kurt wanted to go out and look for their own tree. They needed one for the condo and wanted to make an evening of it. "Can we go ice skating?" Kurt begged.

"Of course, but we have to get a Christmas Tree and decorations."

"Okay. I need to do something up before we do that. Do you want me to drive you home or can you get a ride with someone?" Kurt hoped Blaine would hitch a ride with Finn or Puck so he could go look at a special gift he wanted to Blaine.

"It's not a Christmas gift, is it?" Blaine couldn't stand to wait for gifts. He had always been the one to peek at gifts and look for hidden ones when he was little.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Kurt winked. "I'm not telling." He wondered how the heck Blaine knew.

"Fine, drive me home and then you can run your errand." Kurt and Blaine made their way to the parking lot and had no idea it had started to snow.

"Did you know it was going to snow today?"

"No. We've been so busy that I never check the weather anymore." Blaine pulled out his iPhone to access his weather app. "It's supposed to snow for the next few days. Some big storm is supposed to be here in two days."

Kurt peeked over Blaine's shoulder. "Maybe school will be cancelled."

"I would be so nice to stay in watch movies and drink hot cocoa with you." Blaine winked at Kurt.

"Sex. All day." Kurt said very matter of factly that Blaine knew he wasn't joking. He continued to wonder if his hormones would ever calm down. Some days he felt like a horny teen all day long and then seeing Blaine with snowflakes landing on his perfectly long and curly eyelashes just made everything a bit worse.

"I don't know." Blaine pretended to decide if he really wanted to have sex. "Maybe if you tell me where you're going when you drop me off."

"I can't tell you. If I tell you, it won't be a surprise."

"But I hate surprises."

Kurt sighed. "Just get in the car baby."

Blaine crossed his arms and pouted the whole way home. "How long are you going to be gone?"

"Not long. I promise."

"What am I supposed to do while you're gone?" Blaine was pouting with his puppy dog eyes. It's what he did when he wanted something.

Kurt ignored Blaine's whining and pouting. He was not giving in no matter how cute Blaine played. "Oh, maybe some laundry or vacuuming. Perhaps some ironing or dishes." They finally reached the condo and Kurt went in only to drop his school bag off. He was wondering if Blaine might follow if he was being this pouty.

When he turned to go back out to the car, he was met with, "I want to go with you."

"Blaine, you're being a complete child." Kurt stood arms crossed tapping his foot. In that moment, he felt like a father scolding his son, not a future husband scolding his spouse. What on earth had gotten into Blaine?

"I'm just... It's just my favorite holiday and our first real one together. Well, our first real one that counts." Blaine looked at Kurt with hopeful eyes.

"I am not giving in to you and those puppy dog eyes, Blaine Anderson. I'm not that weak." Kurt snickered at the display Blaine was putting on.

Blaine finally sighed. "Fine, I guess I'll do laundry."

Kurt turned to walk out the door. "Don't shrink my shirts, honey."

Kurt was so excited. He really wanted to get this for Blaine for Christmas. It was a big gift, but Kurt was so excited when he saw it the last time they were at the music store. Blaine had commented on the guitar like it was the Rolls-Royce of guitars. Blaine's guitar was nice but when Kurt started to look into the guitar, he realized that even the one he looked at was the most expensive one you could get. Kurt didn't even care, his mind was set on the Gibson Accoustic-Electric guitar high up on the wall at the music store and he was going to get it. He had about eight hundred dollars in his savings but he was still a thousand short. He knew he'd have to pick up shifts at the garage in order to get the money.

First stop, Burt Hummel's house. He was getting ready to leave for a two week congress session before Christmas and Kurt needed to borrow the money.

He ran into the house, "Dad!"

Burt was startled to see Kurt. "What's wrong, Kurt?"

"Oh nothing."

"Then you gotta not come barreling in here like something's wrong." Burt stood up from his seat in front of the tv. "What's got you all excited Kurt?"

"I have the perfect Christmas gift for Blaine, but I don't have enough money to get it yet and I'm too young to get credit so I need your help."

"How much?" Burt had always taught Kurt the value of money, so he knew he had to be calm about this. He figured it had to be big.

"I need like a thousand dollars."

"What?!" Burt thought he might have a heart attack. "That's completely unreasonable. Kurt, you have to find a different gift for Blaine."

"Dad, I need to get him this. It's the most perfect, beautiful gift for Blaine."

"How much do you have saved for it?"

"I have around nine hundred?" Kurt looked at his dad sheepishly.

"You mean this guitar costs two thousand dollars?"

"Yes. I promise, I'll work off the money. I'll work in the garage for however long it takes." Kurt was begging.

"Kurt. You need to really think about this. Blaine doesn't need a two thousand dollar guitar. You guys are getting married. It's time to get responsible."

"But-"

"No Kurt. You cannot have the money. You need to be more realistic with your gift."

"But you should have seen his face when he looked at the guitar. He looked awed by it." Kurt's heart was broken. He wanted this so badly.

"Kurt. We're not talking about this. Do you really think Blaine would want you to spend money like that on him for Christmas?" Burt stood firm.

"No, I guess not."

"He wouldn't. You guys have a lifetime together. He looks at you like he's in awe. There's gotta be something else you can get him that isn't two thousand dollars and something that he'll love as much." Burt had calmed and sat back down.

Kurt was completely dejected because he didn't know what else he could get Blaine that would make him look like he did that day. He had three weeks to figure it out now. He wanted to make Blaine happy and this was one way he knew would work. "Dad? If you have any great ideas, will you let me know?"

"Yeah Kid. Carole and I are leaving for two weeks but then we're home for a month straight. We have lots of wedding stuff to plan and you guys need to come over for dinner more often. You can't live off of pizza alone." Burt stood up again to give his son a hug. "Think hard about this Kurt. Blaine will love anything you give him, but I think he'll appreciate it even more if you put a lot of thought into it."

"Okay Dad. I've got to go. We're going to buy a tree today."

"Okay. Kurt, have fun. Enjoy your time together. Before long you'll be in college and you'll both be so busy studying that you'll appreciate this time you have."

Kurt smiled. "We will. Thanks."

"And Kurt?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you son."

Kurt's heart warmed. His father was right. He really needed to think about this. "I love you too."

"Blaine?" Kurt bounded into the house ready to have some fun with Blaine. The short ride home gave him time to think just a little about what Blaine might like.

"Hey! That was quick." Blaine was so happy to see him.

"I didn't even get to finish a load of laundry, but I did clear out a spot in the living room for our tree." Blaine eyes twinkled with excitement and Kurt knew that his dad was right. He didn't have to shower Blaine with expensive gifts. He didn't know what he was going to get him, but whatever it was, Blaine would love it.

Kurt walked into the living room to see the spot and it was right in the corner next to the TV and fireplace. They could sit on the sofa or the floor and enjoy the tree and a fire. "It's a perfect spot Blaine." He wrapped his arms around Blaine.

"I know. We can lay on the floor with our blankets or sit on the sofa and look at the tree and the fireplace." Blaine was like a little kid as he explained it and Kurt fell in love just a bit more because Blaine was thinking exactly what he was thinking.

"Perfect. Let's go pick out our first tree together." Kurt took Blaine's hand and instead of heading out the door immediately, he pulled Blaine to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I love you so much. You know that?"

"I love you just as much or more. Do you know that?"

"I do. I know we belong together. That's all that matters."

"I can't believe how much snow is falling." Blaine quipped. "I'll be we have a delay tomorrow."

Kurt looked around and the trees had a beautiful dusting of snow on them. "What size tree do we need?"

"We can get any size you want. We have high ceilings in that room. The sky's the limit baby." Blaine was zigzagging through the trees.

"Ummm.. except we have to be able to get it home."

"I'll rent a truck or pay for delivery. You get to have any tree your heart desires." Blaine's eyes twinkled in the night light and those darn snowflakes were sticking to his ridiculously long eyelashes again.

"My heart desires you, not a tree." Kurt leaned in and kissed Blaine on the cheek then whispered, "and you look so hot with those snowflakes sticking to your pretty eyelashes."

Blaine moaned just a bit at the tone Kurt's voice took. There was longing in it. "You talk about me like I'm the gorgeous one. You look pure as the snow and your baby blues glow in this light. I think I fall in love with you more every day." Blaine kissed him on the nose. "I think we've officially professed our undying love at the highest level so let's pick out that tree now."

In some ways they would read each other so well. They wanted to get home and satisfy the hunger that the last little exchange created. Both Blaine and Kurt became just a bit more determined to find a tree faster.

"Can I help you?" The burly tree guy walked up behind them.

"Yes, we are looking for 8 foot Frasier firs." Kurt knew exactly what he wanted.

"They're over to the right side about halfway down the aisle." He turned. "Just come get me when you find the one you want and I'll put a nice new cut on the tree."

"Thank you." Kurt turned to Blaine. "Let's go."

"Why Frasier fir?"

"Because they are the most plush trees and smell the best and they last the longest. Oh yeah, and their needles don't hurt." Kurt giggled.

Blaine was shocked about how much Kurt knew about trees. "How do you know all this. Doesn't your dad put up an artificial?"

"Before, when my mom was still.." Kurt choked off and his eyes turned a little glassy.

"Sh.. I understand. I'm sorry to make you sad." Blaine tried to change the subject. "I on the other hand never was around to pick the tree. I lived at Dalton and my parents would have the thing up and decorated already. I think they paid someone to do it." Blaine paused as Kurt stopped in front of a giant fat tree that looked pretty much as perfect as his boyfriend. "That's why I'm so excited for this Christmas with you. It's going to be perfect."

"This one Blaine. This one is our tree." Kurt walked around it touching the branches checking to see how many needles fell off. "It's the perfect mixture of green and a little blue and it's shaped perfectly."

Blaine whispered, "you're shaped perfectly."

Kurt giggled, "Yeah.. I get that. Can't really help it thought."

"I know."

"Blaine. Come on. Go get Grizzly Adams. We found our first tree."

Blaine pulled Kurt in the hugged their arms around their waists and stared at the tree. Blaine looked up at Kurt. The snow picked up a little more and they both looked up to see big huge snowflakes falling down on them. "This is incredible. Thank you, Kurt, for this Christmas and all the ones to come. I can't wait to spend them with you."

"Me too."

"Harder." Kurt screamed. "I need you to push harder. Come on, Blaine."

Blaine was breathing heavily and pushing in as hard as he could. "I'm doing it as hard as I can baby. I don't think I can keep it up."

"You better or we'll never finish."

"Oh, I'll finish right here and right now." Blaine was panting at he pushed harder.

"Lift then. Lift higher and then push."

"Kurt! Kurt!"

"Blaine, did you just hear someone calling me?"

"Kurt! Are you there?"

"Shit, my dad." Kurt dropped the tree and left Blaine holding the heavy end as he answered the phone. "Dad? Sorry, I must have butt dialed you."

"What's going on? Are you guys? Um.."

Kurt burst in to laughter, "Oh my God Dad! We're trying to get the tree through the door and it's stuck because Blaine can't push any harder."

"OH! Right, of Course. Well, I'll send Finn over to help you guys."

"That would be perfect." Kurt looked at Blaine and covering the mouthpiece, "He's sending Finn to help!"

Blaine yelled from the other side of the tree. "Thank you Burt!"