"Hey yourself." He finally replied looking over his shoulder at Kurt. They walked through the hallway like that: Kurt's arms and legs around Dave's neck and middle, and Dave's hands holding Kurt up.

They ignored all the disgusted glances from the other students in the hallway. Once they arrived at Kurt's French class, Dave reluctantly set him down. Dave always gave him piggyback rides, but never in school. They had never really been open with their relationship... aside from the hand holding and quick kisses in between classes. Kurt was so proud of how far Dave has come with his sexuality. He was fine with whatever pace Dave was comfortable with, He didn't want to push him into anything he wasn't ready for, sexual or not.

"See you after class?" Dave asked with hope circling his eyes. Kurt smoothed his clothes, raised himself on his toes, and gave Dave a chaste kiss.

"I'll be waiting for you." He said with a wink before Dave walked away. Kurt stood in the doorway just wondering how he could find someone as amazing as David. He snapped back to reality and settled down in his seat next to Blaine.

"Hey..." He greeted still thinking about Dave. Blaine turned to him, opening his mouth to respond, but clamped it shut when he saw what Kurt was writing: KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL + DAVID MICHAEL KAROFSKY. Blaine snorted loudly, causing everyone to turn and stare at him, including the teacher.

"Is there something you would like to share with the class Mr. Anderson?" He asked removing his glasses from his desk and putting them on his face.

"No sir. Sorry for interrupting." He replied slumping further into his chair. Kurt turned to him once the teacher's back was facing them.

"What the hell was that about?" Kurt asked giving his best 'you better not say anything remotely stupid' face.
"Sorry it's just that your mini-shrine to Dave is kind of hilarious. He whispered failing at hiding his smirk. Kurt turned scarlet and swatted Blaine's arm.

"Shut up! Besides, it is NOT a shrine! AND you can't say that you've never done anything like this for Sebastian. Let's just face it. We're dating two of the most amazing guys in the entire world." Kurt said, sighing happily. Blaine nodded in agreement and turned his attention back to the teacher.

Once class was finally over, David was waiting for Kurt, just as promised. Sebastian seemed to be nowhere in sight, which was odd since he always came from Dalton to pick Blaine up for lunch. Thinking he probably got caught up with some Warbler thing, Blaine let Sebastian’s absence roll of his shoulders.

He, Kurt, and David went outside into the courtyard, where they usually ate when Sebastian wasn’t able to pick Blaine up for lunch. When they got to their seats, Blaine swore that he saw Sebastian sitting a piano that had chocolates and roses on top of it. No. He thought. Sebastian isn’t this...sappy. Sappiness was his specialty! He was right. Everyone from New Directions and The Warblers started harmonizing the beginning of the song as Sebastian sang.

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go? So why don't we go?

Oh, this could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know

Blaine stood there dumbfounded. He could feel tears threatening to spill out. Sebastian walked over to Blaine and grabbed his hands.

“Blaine Anderson, I love you so much. Happy anniversary.” He said getting down on one knee. He pulled a small black velvet box out of pocket.

“Oh my God!” Blaine exclaimed, throwing his hands over his mouth in shock. Sebastian was proposing. Proposing! Everyone around them was silent, curious as to what would happen next.

“Blaine, I love you. And I want to marry you someday.” Sebastian said opening the black box. Inside was a simple, yet beautiful silver band with Blaine’s name on it. “This isn’t an engagement ring…yet. For now it’s just a promise ring. If you accept it, we’re promising to each other to always be faithful, truthful, and to always protect and love one another. I know it’s not much and I understand if you…” He was interrupted by Blaine snatching the ring out of his hands and placing on his left ring finger.

“It’s beautiful.” He breathed lifting Sebastian off his knee. He wrapped his arms around Sebastian’s neck tightly, scared to ever let go. “Thank you. Thank you so much. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I love you so much.” He whispered into Sebastian’s neck. Sebastian lifted Blaine’s chin to look at him straight in the eye, and pulled him in for a slow passionate kiss. It was slow, graceful like all the other kisses, but different somehow. Maybe it was because now they were fully committed to each other. They finally pulled away, remembering that they were in public and surrounded by complete homophobes. Some people were giving them disgusted glances, but no one had said anything. Not out loud anyway. Most girls were on the verge of tears, while other diligently pestered their boyfriends about not being as romantic or chivalrous.

“DOLPHIN KISSES!” Brittany yelled from where Santana was holding her close.

“Well, you certainly did make a fabulous first impression to all my friends. I have a feeling you’re going to fit into McKinley perfectly Mr. Smythe.” Blaine winked, pulling his boyfriend in for another kiss.