The first few days after Blaine left was a huge blur. He barely remembered Sebastian coming in and holding him, letting him cry. He barely remembers his dad coming in and wanting to know what happened. When he realized he wasn't getting an answer anytime soon, he gave up and packed Kurts bags for him and helped him to the car.

He barely remembers the drive home, or his dad helping him to his old room. If he wasn't crying he was sleeping and if he wasn't sleeping he was crying. He kept his cell phone glued to his hand hoping and praying Blaine would message him, call him or anything. But he got nothing.

He didn't know how long he had been home, the hours and days were non existent at this point. He could have been lying there for a month and not even know it. There was a knock on the door, "I don't want to talk dad, please just leave me alone."

"Kurt, it's Blaine, can I come in?"

"Bl..Blaine?"

"Please let me in."

"Come in," Kurt said as he sat up.

Blaine walked in and Kurt looked at him. He looked exhausted. He had dark circles around his eyes, his hair was disheveled. He looked like hell.

"What are you doing here?"

"Your dad called me. He's worried about you. He said you haven't left this room in three days, you won't talk, you haven't eaten."

"It's been three days?"

"Yea...it's Christmas today."

"What...Christmas?...." he whispered.

"Yea it is...can I sit?"

Kurt nodded his head. He couldn't believe he didn't realize it was Christmas. He couldn't believe he had been out of it for the past three days.

"You need to take care of yourself Kurt."

"Yea well, you look like shit too, so clearly your not doing any better than I am."

"I never said that this was going to be easy. It hurts and it sucks."

"Than why are you doing this, just come back home."

"You know I can't sweetheart. This is what is best for you, no matter how much it hurts."

"You can come home. Even if you don't I'll still want you when I'm done high school, so what's the point of putting us through so much pain when I know what I want."

"I just want you to have a normal teenage high school experience."

"And why can't I have both?"

"Because I feel like all I do is punish you."

"But I want to be punished Blaine. I need to be punished. You want me to have a proper high school experience, and I will. I have been. If I make mistakes or do stupid things like getting drunk, I should still get in trouble for it. If your not giving me trouble for it my dad still will. And I'd much rather get in trouble by you."

Blaine laughed, "You like being punished?"

"It's not my favorite thing in the world, but I know that I deserve it. Every single one of them. Your right Blaine I'm still a teenager, and I don't think before I actually sometimes, but that's when I need you. I need you to correct me, and to punish me. I need you to call me out on my behavior."

"So the punishments lately....they haven't been too much....too many?"

"No...I deserved every single one. If it was too much I'd tell you. This is the relationship I want Blaine. I need you to control me and tell me what to do. I need the rules just as much as I need the punishments. So please don't do this. I can still have my high school experiences, like I did the other night by getting drunk, and still have you."

"Oh, Kurt...im such an idiot."

"Yea you are."

"Sebastian was right."

"Sebastian was right about what?"

"He called me an idiot, after he punched me"

"He what?"

"It's okay I deserved it."

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did. God Kurt I don't even know what I was thinking. I am so sorry. The past few days have been hell. I have never cried so much in my life or regretted something so much. I am so sorry," he said as he.pulled Kurt into his arms.

They held onto each other and cried for what seemed like hours. Neither wanting to let the other go. Taking comfort in each others arms. "God I love you so much, I never want to be away from you again." Blaine whispered.

"Never again Blaine. The past few days were hell for me. I meant what I said, I can't be in a world where you don't exist. As corny as this may sound, my life stopped the minute you walked out that door. I didn't even know today was Christmas."

"Oh baby, I'm so so sorry. God Kurt I love you so much. I'm sorry sweetheart."

"It's okay," Kurt smiled through his tears.

"Please kiss me," Blaine whispered.

Kurt leaned in and put a gentle kiss on Blaines lips. Taking his time to explore his mouth. It had been way too long since he had felt Blaines mouth on his. It may have only been a few days but to him it felt like an eternity. It started off slow and gently but became desperate just as quick. Both putting everything they had into the kiss. Just as it was getting heated, they heard someone clear their throat.

"So...looks like you guys worked everything out?" Burt said with a smirk.

Both boys pulled back and turned red immediately. "Yes," they both replied still the same time.

"Okay well once you guys are done playing tonsil hockey, come downstairs there's presents to be unwrapped."

"Okay, we will be right down."

"Oh god that was embarrassing," Blaine said after Burt walked away.

"Oh relax, we were just kissing, just be happy he hasn't walked in on anything else."

"We are never having sex here."

"Aww...really? Because I was really hoping for some make up sex tonight," Kurt whisper in his ear smirking.

"Ughh let's go, before your dad comes looking for us."

Kurt laughed, "Okay. I'm really glad you're here. Merry Christmas Blaine."

"Merry Christmas sweetheart. It's our first Christmas together."

"The first of many," Kurt said as he laced their fingers together and made their way downstairs to celebrate their first Christmas together, as a couple.