“Good morning.” Blaine said groggily.

“Morning. Are you sure you need to go back to Columbus today? I vote we stay here, and not move from this bed… ever.” Kurt told him cupping his face with his fine delicate hand.

Blaine nuzzled his face into Kurt’s hand saying, “I would love to, but it is Christmas Eve and I think both our families would kill us if we drove over 10 hours to Ohio and didn’t spend it with them.”

Eventually the two made it downstairs and enjoyed breakfast with Kurt’s family. The rest of their time in Ohio was spent in a whirlwind of activity. Family gatherings and friends demanding their limited attention made it almost impossible for the two to get together after Blaine went back to Columbus. The phone calls continued, but they came later and later at night. Neither enjoyed their time apart. They were tired of feeling pulled in two different directions as their individual groups of friends insisted on monopolizing their time in Ohio; so they devised a plan. Blaine told the Warblers he promised Kurt he would go to the New Direction’s New Year’s Eve party. Kurt apologized to his friends, saying he told Blaine they could spend their first New Year’s Eve with his friends. Instead, they really planned on celebrating on their own.

Blaine reserved a suite in a quiet hotel in Columbus for the couple. Kurt went bought all the ingredients for a romantic dinner for two. They met, and thoroughly engrossed themselves in the other for the evening.

When they woke the next morning, they exchanged Christmas presents, late, but alone. Blaine loved the beautiful scarf Kurt bought him, and the series of sketches he created just for him. As Kurt opened the small box, he creased his brow in confusion.

“A gift card?” he asked, trying not to reveal the hurt that was bubbling in his gut.

“Read the note.” Blaine urged with a soft smile.

Kurt,
I really wanted to get you the sewing machine and serger that you need next semester, but I knew you would kill me. So instead, I went and talked to the professor and asked her what else you would need for your class. When we get home you will find in my room a few bolts of cheap muslin and a complete sewing/design kit with everything I could think of that you would need. This gift card is to buy some fabulous fabric at Mood to create a Hummel Original. I love you, and I want to see you make beautiful things and follow your dreams.
Blaine

Tears welled in Kurt’s eyes as he finished reading the note. True, it wasn’t what most people would call romantic, but it was so personal to Kurt. It wasn’t the gift itself, although that was great, it was the love and encouragement behind it. Blaine believed in him. Kurt threw his arms around Blaine’s neck, whispering thank you’s and I love you’s into his sensitive skin.

Two days later Kurt was loading his suitcases and two new boxes into the back of the Navigator. The boxes contained his brand new sewing Machine and Serger. After Christmas sales, and the cheap prices of the Midwest, meant Kurt got them for a steal, at nearly half the price he was expecting. With Burt working, Finn offered to go with Kurt to pick up Nick and Jeff before meeting Blaine in Columbus with their new (thankfully larger) rental car. Finn didn’t even complain while helping transfer the luggage to the rental car, he just smiled his dopey smile watching Kurt greet his boyfriend.

Just before Kurt climbed in the rental, Finn pulled him aside. “Dude, I’m going to miss you. And… while it sucks not having you around… I’m happy for you. You know the thought of you with another dude… it was always a little weird to me… I mean I think it’s great that you’re gay and all… but I just couldn’t picture it you know…” Kurt raised an eyebrow at Finn, trying his best not to be upset by what he was saying. “What I mean is… I’m glad you went to New York and met Blaine. He is a really great guy, and he make you smile. I like that. I’m glad you’re happy.” Finn finished, shuffling his feet and sticking his hands in his pockets.

Kurt’s heart swelled at his words, and pulled him into a rare hug. Finn wrapped his arms around Kurt’s shoulders squeezing back before smiling down at him saying, “Hopefully we will be in New York in May for nationals, but keep in touch okay.”

Kurt promised, throwing his bother a smile before climbing into the front seat beside Blaine.

Once they arrived back at Hayden Hall, things seemed to speed up again. Classes were soon underway again, leaving Kurt swamped by all his school work, but he was happy to be back in the bustle of the city, close to the man he loved.