"I wish we were in Hawaii," Kurt moaned, lying face-down on the couch under at least three blankets and wearing one of Finns old hoodies that hed stolen ages ago along with thick fleece pajama pants and two pairs of socks. His teeth were still chattering. "I wish we were in the tropics. Or Mexico. Or... Australia. Isnt it summer in Australia right now?"

Sebastian mindlessly turned another page in the book he was supposed to be reading for Lit Studies, grunting something that was neither affirmative or denial. It seemed the bitter cold had put Bas into some sort of comatose state and he was just going to sit there turning pages until the heat got fixed. Or until his lips turned blue. The latter was close to happening.

The door opened with a flourish and Blaine bounced into the apartment with a drink carrier full of giant styrofoam cups of hot coffee drinks and a grin stretched across his face a mile wide. "Bas! Why arent you in more layers? Youre gonna freeze yourself, Jesus," he admonished the tallest member of the trio, shoving his usual coffee into his ice-cold hands in place of the useless book before heading to the couch to uncover his burrowing boyfriend.

"Noooo," Kurt moaned, pulling the hood over his head and pawing at the retreating blankets. "My warmth! Give me back my warmth!" His dramatic flailing was interrupted by the non-fat mocha being thrust under his nose so the aroma could fill his nostrils and make him stop complaining and take the drink, which he gulped, actually thankful for the burning sensation in his mouth.

The good news was that classes had been cancelled due to a freaking blizzard hitting New York. The bad news? They were snowed in and the entire apartment building was without heat. They had power, but the heating system had busted. And of course mass transit was down thanks to the snow. And stores were closed. So they couldnt really go buy a space heater. The boys were stuck without any warmth but blankets and sweaters and, well, apparently the coffee shop was open. It only really took two people to run the place and it had heat. So it seemed at least the owner and the girl from their building who worked there had shown up for todays shift.

"Can you get a gig at the coffee shop tonight just so we can go somewhere warm?" Kurt asked hopefully as he kept sipping his drink. Bas still seemed in a daze, but the cup hadnt left his lips since hed taken it from Blaine and his throat kept swallowing every few seconds, so it seemed he was chugging the very hot beverage like it was his life blood.

Blaine shook his head and pulled some of Kurts blankets over his chilled jean-clad legs. "Nah, theyre only staying open for a few hours this morning. Just wanted to let everyone have a place to thaw out and catch up since so many phone lines went down. Most of the power came back on quick if it went out, so we got lucky in that... Though apparently were in for another round overnight so we might wake up to worse news."

Kurt looked like he was going to cry while Bas still looked like a zombie. Blaine was starting to get worried. What on earth was he going to do if the weather got worse overnight and they woke up with no power? His boys were losing it and he was the only one who could help. "Come on, guys. Its not so bad. We have coffee and  blankets and each other..." he tried, smiling at their vacant expressions.

This was going to be harder than he thought, and hed already guessed it would be challenging to the extreme. "Lets watch some movies and snuggle on the couch, then we can cook something and get the place warmed up from using the oven, okay? Well even make baby cupcakes and hot spiked cider. We still have some leftover cider from Thanksgiving and plenty of fireball that Santana left under the sink..."

That got some nods and overall approval, so Blaine gathered all the blankets he could find, forced Bas to the couch beside Kurt, and slipped the Fox and the Hound into the DVD player before taking his spot on Kurts other side. "Alright. Lets show this blizzard it cant keep us down then!"

"Im telling you, Copper makes a bad case for all dogs," Kurt groused as the credits rolled. They had cuddled enough to raise their temperatures and the mood was a lot better by then. All three boys had gotten up and moved to the kitchen, where Kurt was mixing up cupcake batter, Bas was heating rather strongly spiked cider, and Blaine was putting together something for actual dinner.

Sebastian raised a brow and looked at Kurt while he ladled some steaming cider into a mug and passed it to the countertenor. "Since when do you care so much about dogs anyway?" He questioned, passing Blaine a mug as well before serving himself a drink.

Awkwardly clearing his throat, Kurt shifted and took a swig of his cider. "Since Blaine expressed an interest in adopting a puppy," he muttered, barely loud enough for Bas to hear. Of course, the boy did hear it and of course he stared at Kurt as if the countertenor had three heads.

"A what? You two are going to adopt a fur-child together?!" He practically spilled his cider as he pointed accusingly at the pair. Kurt simply rolled his eyes and blushed while Blaine looked incredulously between the taller men. "Dont give me those looks, this is a big commitment to be talking about! And Im godfather!"

His proud smirk made Kurt roll his eyes even harder, while Blaine started laughing almost immediately. "That way if you two get into some weird fight or break up, I get the baby." Bas was still going on about his role with the nonexistent animal as Kurt and Blaine drained and refilled their mugs and strolled back into the living room, dinner and cupcakes in the oven.

"How long do you think hell rant in there before he realizes weve moved on to a new movie?" Kurt asked, snuggling up with his boyfriend on the couch.

Blaine turned to grin at him, kissing him quickly before answering. "Probably until the opening music starts playing and he realizes were about to watch The Aristocats without him. You know how much he loves it when you two can start bickering in French and Im left drooling with a dumb look on my face..."

And that was exactly what happened once the movie started, as Bas ran into the room, jumping over the back of the couch to squeeze in between the boyfriends and snuggle in with them while singing naughty French phrases instead of the actual Aristocats song, which made Kurt giggle and purr ridiculously.

By the time the cider was gone, all three men were more than slightly intoxicated and Kurt had taken to crawling around on all fours, shaking his ass and meowing and purring while Sebastian cooed at him in French. Blaine was on his side on the couch simply staring and unabashedly palming himself.

Theyd eaten dinner and put the leftovers away as soon as it was finished, so now they were just enjoying more alcohol and Kurts baby cupcakes, which he was all too keen on making Bas and Blaine hand feed him while he sauntered around on hands and knees.

There was a moment when Kurt got a mischievous look in his eyes, then he disappeared into the master bedroom, only to come trotting out, still on all fours, with a studded black collar in his mouth. It was a piece from that bondage set he and Blaine had bought during their whole... experimenting trip to the sex shop. Blaines eyes went wide and Sebastian wolf-whistled while Kurt held the collar up proudly in his teeth.

"Mmm, kitty wants to play?" Bas asked with a husky growl to his voice. He reached out and took the collar then, placing it on Kurts neck and clasping it snuggly, but not too tight. Blaine gulped audibly, and Kurt simply preened. "Looks good, Princess."

The fun progressed from there, as predictable as it were. The boys ended up in the bedroom with the rest of the bondage kit out before the night was through, keeping each other warm with the many inventive ways that they brought each other apart, coming and crying to the heavens with lovers names on kiss-warm lips. The snow fell fast and hard outside, but none of them cared. None noticed, because they were too tangled up in one another, too lost to the throes of passion and love-making.

And when the power went out, they already had candles lit and blankets at the ready. They were peaceful in the utter silence as they curled up to sleep, sated, somehow warm, and simply happy to be together during the storm.

When the streets were finally cleared enough for school and work to resume, Kurt was distraught. He had missed so much because of the snow that there was no way he was going to be able to take off for Christmas as theyd originally planned. They wouldnt be able to go to Ohio and there wouldnt be a grand Hummel-Hudson week long shindig wherein Bas and Burt nearly killed each other while Finn laughed his ass off about it and Carole playfully poked and riled the men up even more.

Kurt was devastated and his mood made it impossible to keep the secret surprise from him until Christmas. Blaine simply shared a look at Bas a week before the holiday, when they should have been out of school but were making up lost days due to the storm, and then he broke.

"Im flying your dad and Carole here for Christmas!" he practically yelled, and Bas smacked him on the back of the head. "I mean, were flying your dad and Carole here for Christmas. And Rachels dads are paying for Finn. Cause hes more for her, I guess, but... I wanted to and Bas has the money, so... yeah."

Blue eyes widened and Kurt bounced on his toes, jumping at both boys and hugging them tightly enough that Bas had to weeze about not having enough air. He was just so happy that these boys, these two men who cared so much, were making his wishes come true. "Thank you," he whispered and Blaines heart nearly burst with joy. Hed made his love happy. His work was done.

There was preparation, of course, for the arrival of the Hummel-Hudson clan. Theyd stay in a hotel for most of the trip, since the apartment wasnt very big and already had three people in it, but they still needed to clean and arrange things for the holiday and everything else. It actually ended up being fun at times, since there were plenty of excuses for excess showers and squeezing close together in tight spaces and... getting distracted.

Something about the holiday season had Kurt and Blaine all handsy, and Sebastian had to roll his eyes when he got home only to shove the door open because two bodies were holding it shut. He lectured them about acting like teenagers, only to laugh when Blaine started singing Teenage Dream at Kurt.

"You two are utterly ridiculous, do you know that?" he asked, rolling his eyes, yet again, as the lovebirds went to the main room and closed the door. Apparently it was couple time and Bas wasnt invited. Oh well. He had some work to do anyway.

The last day of classes was also the day Burt, Carole, and Finn were flying in, so the boys went to the airport as soon as they got out, figuring theyd at least meet the family there even if theyd have to take their own cab to the hotel after. It seemed Finn would be riding with Rachel, though since shed also showed up. Kurt couldnt help but smiled as the two reunited, even as he hugged his dad and step-mom and told them how much hed missed them.

Carole smiled widely and hugged both Blaine and Bas as well. "I have to say, you boys are spoiling us with all this time in the big city," she commented happily. "I hope its always like this." The whole family seemed quite happy, and they all met for dinner at a nice Italian place after Burt and Carole got their things settled at the hotel. Plans were made for Christmas, and a general feeling of happiness settled over them all. It felt like home. Maybe that was what family did to a place- as long as they were together, anywhere could be home for them all.

"Okay, Blaine, honey, you really need to open your present. Like, now," Kurt urged even though none of their guests were there and hed only just gotten back from... somewhere. He held a rather large box with an obnoxious bow and looked anxious. "Quickly, Blaine!"

And with the panicked look on Kurts face, Blaine decided it was best to act now and ask questions later. So, still clad in his pjs and with Bas looking over at them from behind his coffee mug, Blaine tugged the bow open and took the lid off the box. As soon as the lid was removed, a sleepy squeaking yawn sounded and a little wriggling creature put its paws on the side of the box, sniffing and blinking at Blaine.

"Oh. My. God. Kurt!" he screamed, making the puppy fall backwards and roll a couple times. It was really quite small and the box was quite large. Blaine had no idea what all the dog was a mix of, but it was kind of brindle colored- a mixture of browns and blacks and a bit of a coppery blonde even, and it had the biggest floppy ears... Maybe some hound then? Oh, he wasnt sure, but it was absolutely adorable! "I cant believe it! You... you got me a puppy!"

Blaine reached in the box and picked up the little pup, holding it up and laughing at the way it wagged its tail and tried to lick him, but being too far away only managed to lick its own nose. It was just too cute. "I did. Hes just around three months old according to the shelter. Nobody adopted him because he was the runt, apparently." Kurt watched the puppy and his boyfriend interact, smiling softly. "I knew hed have a home here, though." He hoped Bas wouldnt be upset that he wasnt consulted on the decision.

Instead of any anger, Sebastian oddly enough showed some... possessiveness toward the puppy. He sauntered over and took the pup from Blaine, picking it up and looking it in the eyes. "Alright, pipsqueak. Im your godfather, got it? That means, when those two fuck up and fight and act stupid, I get you and you get me and we stay in our own happy little bubble, yeah? So no worries. Even if daddy one and daddy two are complete idiots, Im the smart one around here and Ive got your back." Bas winked at the dog, who stretched forward and licked his nose, making the tall brunette laugh. "Alright alright, enough of that. Here. And give him a good name," he added, setting the dog on Blaines head and going to the kitchen for more coffee.

After some deliberation, the pup was named Sondheim and Bas declared that pretty much everyone would just call him Heim or Heimy and Blaine grumbled but accepted it and all was well. Then they realized how late it was and Blaine hadnt even showered so he went to do that while Kurt and Bas got ready and Heim had to sit on the bed and watch them get dressed in a flurry of clothes and curses. Then the doorbell rang and Sondheim started barking and... well, it was Christmas.

Kurt was still straightening his sweater as he answered the door, Sondheim barking from the bed where he was stuck since he was too small to jump down and Bas wasnt quite ready to head out and meet their guests yet. Carole and Burt were there, Finn and Rachel planning to arrive a bit later with the other guests.

As soon as she heard the barks, Caroles eyes went big and she looked at Kurt like a kid on, well, Christmas. "You got a puppy!" she exclaimed, while Burt just shook his head. "Oh my goodness, if I wasnt afraid of Sebastian getting all upset about being walked in on Id just burst in and see it now."

Kurt laughed out loud at that, especially when Bas strolled in, dressed in a nice green dress shirt and dark jeans and carrying the squirming pup. He plopped the dog on Caroles lap and shook his head at her. "Woman, you are completely ridiculous," he muttered, to which Burt commented you dont know the half of it, kid and they shared a laugh while Carole was completely distracted by Sondheim.

By the time Blaine came out to join them, she was on the floor calling the dog Heimy-weimy and making little baby cooing noises at him and Blaine shared a disturbed look with Kurt. He mouthed Heimy-weimy? at his boyfriend before Burt, watching the exchange, burst out laughing and Carole slapped his knee indignantly.

"This is the closest weve got to grandbabies so far. Let me have my fun!" she complained, and Blaine and Kurt exchanged another panicked glance.

"Oh, I should be recording you two," Bas muttered. The group exchanged presents and relaxed, other than Kurt and Carole cooking, until their other guests arrived for dinner. Quite a few of their friends had gone home for the holiday, but Rachel, Finn, and Elliot all showed up, as did Kurts boss, who had confessed to having no plans for the holiday which he just couldnt let happen. After all, Isabelle was his fairy godmother. Kurt had to take care of her.

Everyone seemed to enjoy Sondheim, and everyone definitely enjoyed the combined cooking of Kurt and Carole, so by the end of the night there was much hugging and laughter and regrettable goodbyes. Finn decided to stay that night, which Rachel originally pouted about but eventually agreed to, reasoning that he was moving in right after this little vacation so shed have plenty of time with him soon enough. The boys said their goodnights to Carole, Burt, and Rachel and finally the apartment was left to the four of them and the pup.

"Thank you, Blaine," Kurt murmured into his boyfriends ear as they snuggled on the couch and watched Sondheim and Finn play on the floor, Bas in the kitchen making all of them some cocoa. "This was the best Christmas yet."

Blaine whispered his own thank you, and the two kissed softly until mugs were thrust under their noses and Bas teased them about being too lovey-dovey. They were young and happy and in love and nothing could ruin that. Everything was just perfect. Throw in Finn and Sebastian and the puppy, and the fact that Burt and Carole had some sort of surprise planned for the next day, and it was too good to be true. Yet, true it was. Kurt and Blaine were some of the luckiest people in the world, and they were counting their blessings.

"I love you," Blaine whispered, and Kurt grinned like nothing could ever dull his smile.

"Love you, too," he replied. He just might have been the happiest man on the planet.