Blaine stumbled slightly on the uneven ground as he made his way round to the back of the Hummel-Hudson house. Reaching the back garden, he squinted up and vaguely made out the shape of Kurt’s bedroom window in the darkness. As he looked around for something to throw he wondered again if Kurt would appreciate his efforts. They had been ‘dating’ for about a month but were yet to go on an actual date. Blaine had realised this and decided it was about time it changed. He had spent hours sitting with Wes and David trying to decide the best way to ask Kurt on a date but had drawn a blank. Only later that afternoon when he had got back home did he come up with the perfect plan.
He knew Kurt would think it was completely cheesy and clich� but he also knew that he would love the classic romance and Blaine would stop at nothing to make Kurt laugh, which he knew he would.
He adjusted the guitar slung across his back before bending to gather a few pine cones that had fallen from a nearby tree. Peering through the darkness again he took aim and threw his projectiles, one after another, up at Kurt’s window. They hit with muffled thunks and Blaine waited with baited breath till a light flicked on in the second story room. He smiled as he watched Kurt frown down into the dark garden and heft open the old window. His expression quickly turned to one of shock when he saw Blaine standing on his lawn, and then onto suspicion when he noticed the guitar.
“Blaine?” He hissed, resting on the window sill. “What are you doing at my house at eleven o’clock at night?”
Blaine grinned wider, placing a finger to his lips in a ‘shhing’ motion and pulling his guitar into position. He had put a lot of thought into what he wanted to sing to Kurt. He wanted it to be sweet and romantic so he had grudgingly pushed aside his P!ink and Katy Perry, instead settling with an acoustic version of I’m Yours by Jason Mraz.
As he began strumming the first chords he looked up and met Kurt’s eyes, trying to communicate how much he meant the words he was singing.

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We’re just one big family
And It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait I'm sure
There's no need to complicate
Our time is short
This is our fate, I'm yours
He stopped the song in what was supposed to be the middle, strumming for a few seconds more to make it sound complete. These were the words he had wanted to say and were relevant; he didn’t feel the need to go on.
Blaine smiled sweetly as he watched Kurt rub tears from his cheeks before smiling back.
“Oh Blaine.” He sighed, shaking his head and giggling. “You are the epitome of cheese.”
Blaine grinned widely and shut his eyes at the sound of Kurt’s tinkling laugh.
“That’s why you love me.” He stated, wishing he could see Kurt’s face more clearly.
“You’re lucky I do or I would have definitely kicked you off my lawn already and gone back to bed. Not that I’m not still considering throwing you off the lawn. What exactly are you doing here?”
“What? I need an ulterior motive to serenade my boyfriend?” They grinned in unison at the word.
“No, but it’s generally more appropriate to do it at an hour that isn’t considered ungodly by anyone who know what good skin care is.”
“Okay, I’ll admit it. I was kinda hoping to butter you up so you’d say yes.” Blaine swung his guitar behind his back again and walked closer to the brick house. “Mr Kurt Hummel, will you go on a date with me tomorrow?”
Kurt chuckled above him, putting a finger to his chin and pretending to ponder over his answer.
“Hmm, tomorrow you say? I have so many other dates this week but I think I might just be able to fit you in...”
Blaine knew Kurt was joking but the mere suggestion of Kurt being with someone else made his heart squeeze with anger and jealousy. Balling his fists he growled low in his throat, and glared up at Kurt playfully.
“That’s not funny.” He said, walking to the side of the house. “I’ll pick you up at five.” He rounded the corner as Kurt yelled “LOVE YOU!” Chuckling he hollered back over his shoulder.
“Love you too!”