"Is it really stupid that Im like SUPER nervous about this?" Blaine asked, bitting at his thumbnail as Kurt swatted it away. The two were in the back of a black stretch limo on their way to one of the most important events in Blaines entire career. And he was freaking out. Majorly.

"Honey, I dont think you should be so worried about this. Youll be fine," Kurt said reassuringly as he calmed his boyfriend by rubbing his shoulders to relieve the stress.

"But Kurt, its the GRAMMYS. THE GRAMMYS!" Blaine exclaimed, still tense with worry. "I mean, what if I dont win?"

"Blaine, youve preformed in front of millions of people in countless venues! For gods sake you won a Teen Choice Award last year for the best summer album. I mean its an honor to even be nominated for an Grammy at such a young age. So what if you dont win? I can tell you every day that I am a winner because I have YOU as a boyfriend. And for me, thats better than any lousy trophy."

Blaine relaxed in Kurts hands and turned his head to smile sweetly at his boyfriend who looked overcome with happiness from just looking at his content face. "And that is the reason I love you. You never fail me in a time of need."

Kurt kissed him sweetly on the lips, letting the feeling linger on their lips as the limo pulled to a stop. The two pulled away reluctantly, glancing at the very tinted windows to see that they had arrived at their destination. Kurt looked down at his tailored suit, making sure that there werent any wrinkles on it before letting his gaze fall back over his boyfriend, who was looking at him with an amused expression. "What? Were at the Grammys, Blaine. The GRAMMYS. I need to look like the Tony winner Ive become, not the little teen from Ohio with big dreams."

"I like that Kurt just as much as I love this Kurt," he said, reaching out to take Kurts hand. He slid towards the door of the limo, the only thing separating him from the biggest night of his life.

"You ready?"

"Absolutely," Kurt said, flashing a bright smile with radiant blue eyes that never seemed to fail to bring Blaine to his knees. The door was opened by Charles, who was still a good acquaintance to the boys circle of friends. Lights automatically lit up both of the boys faces as they excited the limo. The paparazzi were desperately trying to get pictures of the new Hollywood power couple. The smiled and gave small waves as they walked down the red carpet, looking around with butterflies fluttering in their stomachs. The two posed for pictures, smiling and waving at the cameras that were flashing. After a few minutes passed and the reporters seemed satisfied with what they had gotten, the two moved down the line and into the area where the interviews were being held.

"Blaine! Kurt!" The boys attention was turned to a man with bright blue hair and a tailored suit waving them over to a camera.

"Tyler!" Blaine exclaimed as he walked over to him and gave him a brief hug and a smile. Kurt did the same. "Good to see you! Who are you here with?"

"Ellen wanted me to cover an interview for her show!" the man replied. The couple had been introduced to the bright haired man while at the red carpet show for the Trevor Project the previous year. Ever since then, the trio had become good friends.

"Thats great! Well definitely answer some questions for Ellen," Kurt and Blaine both agreed as Tyler motioned for the camera man to turn on the camera.

"Hello everyone! My name is Tyler Oakley, and I am here with Grammy nominee, Blaine Anderson, and his boyfriend Tony winner Kurt Hummel! Blaine, how does it feel to think that at the end of tonight, you might have a Grammy sitting on your mantle?"

"Its insane Tyler! I mean just a year ago, I was just an opening act for my best friend, and now Im standing here with my amazing boyfriend and a chance to be in the big leagues of music!"

"That is pretty mind blowing! Kurt, how do you feel about all of this?"

"Honestly, Im so proud of him! Hes worked so hard to get here tonight, and Im so glad I can watch it all pay off in right front of my eyes by his side," Kurt answered, gripping onto Blaines hand and squeezing it just a bit tighter.

"Well, best of luck to you Blaine! I hope I see more of you in the future! Who knows what the world has in store for you!"

"The future is just awaiting to be written," Blaine said smiling as he turned his head to look at Kurt, whose smile just as wide as his was.

.o.O.o.O.o.

"Its almost time for the last award of the 2016 Grammys!" the announcer said from the stage. Sam Smith had just accepted his award for best single of the year, and he had left the crowd pretty speechless with his acceptance speech. Blaine was watching with anticipation, his hand still entangled with Kurts fingers as his boyfriend kept him calm. The crowd clapped politely as she read off her cue cards. "Our final award of the night is for best album of the year. From Taylor Swift to new artists like Blaine Anderson, this past year has been filled with overpoweringly gifted people. But there can only be one winner, and while all stars shine, some shine just a little more brightly than others."

Someone came out from behind the stage, handing her a golden envelope and quickly retreating to where they had appeared from. The host smiled, "And the winner is…"

Blaine bit down hard on his lip, clenching Kurts hand tightly as he squeezed back to show support. The crowd fell silent as they waited the for the name to slip from the host lips. "Blaine Anderson!"

Blaine simply stared for a moment before he processed the information. He had actually won! Kurt nudged him with his free arm, trying to get him to snap out of the trance he was in. When he came to, a smile broke out over his face and Kurt helped him stand up from the chair he was sitting in, pushing him gently in the direction of the stage. At some point during that time he got his feet to respond to his brain and he walked up the stage, continuing to beam at the cameras and the audience. He finally made his way over to the microphone, accepting the award in his hands while everyone cheered. The announcer stepped aside and gestured toward the microphone, giving him room to speak.

"Oh my gosh this is AMAZING!" he exclaimed and everyone cheered, rendering him red and laughing. "God, I have so much to say! I want to thank everyone at Warner Brothers for making all of this a reality. Max who worked tirelessly as my manager, Adam, who made recording possible, and my close friends Mercedes Jones and Jake Miller, who helped me jumpstart my career and indirectly introduced me to someone extremely important to me. Finally, I want to say a special thank you to that important person, and as youve probably guessed, that person is my boyfriend, Kurt. Without him, I dont think I would be here today. Kurt, if I had never accidentally run into you that night in New York, things mightve been really different. And so for that, I want to dedicate this award to you. I love you so much, and I love every last one of you whove supported me through everything! Thank you and goodnight!"

The audience cheered as he exited the stage, holding the award in high in the air as he rushed towards Kurt, who was already tearing up. Blaine wrapped his arms around him and Kurt responded by pulling him into a death grip. "Im so proud of you! I love you so much, so so so much."

"I love you too, so much that it hurts," Blaine all but whispered as he let a single happy tear fall from his eye. The two broke away only to press their lips into a bruising kiss, not caring who was around to watch them. Tonight was definitely one of the best nights of their lives.

.o.O.o.O.o.

After a long plane ride back to New York, the newly awarded Grammy winner and his boyfriend landed in JFK airport early that afternoon. The two were, oddly enough, happy to be getting back to the Big Apple with its crisp cold February air. Los Angeles was nice with its decently warm weather (well, at least for this time of year), but the snowfall falling from the grey sky, blanketing everything around them in white snow, was something that they both craved. When they both practically topped into the surprisingly empty penthouse they were beyond exhausted. Through their fatigue, they somehow found the energy to make a beeline to Kurts bedroom, where they promptly fell onto the bed and passed out for a good couple of hours. With all of the traveling that had been going on during the past few months, both of them had given up on adjusting to the time differences.

About three or four hours later, Blaine was the first one to wake up. He laid contentedly as he watched Kurts shoulders rise and fall as he slept. Blaine smiled as he took in the sight of his boyfriend peacefully dreaming with a serene look on his face. "You breathe really heavy, you know that?" Kurt mumbled.

"Youre already awake?" Blaine asked as he watched Kurt open his eyes.

"How can I sleep when youre borderline snoring?"

Blaine smacked his shoulder with a pillow, emitting a laugh when Kurt made the cutest face of annoyance. "HEY!"

"Sorry, I had to," Blaine said with a smirk that earned him his own pillow to the face.

"Its a good thing youre cute."

"Yeah, like thats the only reason you kept me around," Blaine asked sarcastically.

"Mhm."

They were quiet for a moment, not saying anything and enjoying the silence. "You want to go for a walk?" Blaine suddenly asked. "Im pretty sure it wasnt snowing too hard when we fell asleep, and it would be a nice time to walk through Central Park."

"Sure," Kurt said, almost instantly smiling brighter. "Gives me a chance to wear that new snow jacket you bought me for my birthday!"

The two rolled out of the bed, going to the corners of the bedroom to pull on some warmer clothes and boots, along with the other necessities that they would need. Within half an hour, the two were headed out and taking a car service to Central Park, where snow blanketed everything around them. When they stepped out of the car, they were greeted with the brisk, cold air, which practically took their breath away as they thanked Charles and started off on their path down the surprisingly busy park. The two of them talked mindlessly as they strolled down the snow shoveled pathways and watched children build snowmen and skate on the frozen pond. A man was selling hot chocolate and Blaine bought two to-go mugs, making sure to tip the man for braving the cold to bring the warmth to others. Kurt happily drank from his cup as they approached the snow covered bow bridge. There Blaine abruptly stopped, leaving Kurt with a confused and puzzled look.

"Blaine, you alright?" he asked.

"Im fine, I just..." He trailed off, prompting Kurt to move a little closer to him. "I need to tell you something."

Kurt raised an eyebrow as if to say go on, and Blaine got the idea. "You know, I was thinking about the first time I was here in New York. I had just gotten done with the tour with Jake and Mercedes, I went to the wrap up party, and I was offered an album deal with Warner Brothers. I was happy beyond belief, but if anyone asked me the what I loved most about that night, I wouldnt mentioned any of those things. I would have said that the best memory from that night was running into the gorgeous, blue eyed man who I fell in love with from the moment I laid eyes on him."

Kurts face was red, and whether it was from what Blaine was saying or the cold, he would never tell. Blaine continued,"You know, I meant what I said last night. If I never met you, my life would have been completely different. If I had never made that switch, I might not be the person I am today. Kurt, you changed me, made me be a better person, and truly made me happy again. I always felt like I was missing something in my life, something important, and now I know. It was you. You were my missing puzzle piece, and now Im complete."

"You sound like a cheesy Katy Perry song," Kurt said with a small laugh, but he could already feel his eyes beginning to water at what Blaine was saying.

"At this point, my life is a cheesy Katy Perry song," Blaine said, returning the small laugh with a smile. "I love you."

"I love you too," Kurt said, taking his hand and intertwining it with Blaines.

"You know, theres something someone told me that Ive been thinking about for a while. They told me that no matter what life throws at you, know that if you truly want it and believe in it enough, youll get what youve always wanted," Blaine said as he locked his eyes with Kurts intensely blue ones. "And I think I should start living by that too."

Blaine slowly got onto one knee, kneeling on the cold snow while digging through his navy peacoat for what he was looking for. "So, Kurt Hummel. My best friend and my one true love," he said as he opened the little black velvet box with his black leather gloves. "Will you marry me?"

Kurt watched him with watery eyes that were now full on spilling tears. His breath was heavy as it came out is cloudy puffs before him. He could barely find it in himself to speak and nodded his head rapidly. "Yes, yes, YES!"

Kurt all but yanked Blaine from off the cold, snowy ground to pull him into a intensely happy kiss. Blaine happily complied as he caught his boyfriend-turned-fiancé in his arms, wrapping them tightly around his back and smiling into the kiss. After oxygen remembered to become important to them again, Kurt pulled away, half laughing and half crying as he pulled off his glove to slip on the silver band that Blaine had picked out just for him. It was simple, pure silver, with a small diamond encrusted in the center, just for the smallest detail. He had figured Kurt would want something simple, and to see the smile on his face confirmed that he had made the right choice.

Blaine lifted up Kurts hand to get a better look at the ring once more before Kurt pulled him into another giant hug. "I love you so so so so much! More the anything in the world."

"I love you too, to the moon and back. Forever and always."

The two stood embracing each other for the longest time, just enjoying the feeling of being in each others arms. It didnt matter what was going on around them or where they were, only that they were together.

There are two important things that Kurt Hummel took notice of as he held the man he loved so much in the bitter cold of Central Park in New York:

1) He was completely and utterly in love.

2) He knew exactly where he wanted to be forever. Here in Blaines loving arms.

The End