Two years later, Kurt woke on a Saturday morning in the bedroom of their apartment. It was his eighteenth birthday. He frowned when he realized Blaine wasn't in bed with him.

"Blaine?" he called. "Are you in?" Blaine entered the room with a huge grin. He walked up to Kurt and placed a box wrapped in paper on his lap.

"Happy birthday, baby!" He kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Thank you," Kurt grinned. "What did you get me?" He was bouncing excitedly.

"A new phone," said Blaine and smiled. "You can use it in a few days, when you'll be able to see." He grinned even wider. Kurt smiled. The operation was scheduled for the next day and honestly, he was terrified.

"What happens if it doesn't work?"

“Then we'll work it out together. I'll never love you any less, Kurt. But don't worry. The doctor said that it was almost one hundred percent sure, remember? It'll work." He kissed Kurt again. "I love you."

"I love you too,” he smiled softly.

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The next day, Kurt looked ready to cry. He was sitting in his hospital bed, being prepared for surgery. He still hated hospitals, they scared him.

"Kurt..." said Blaine softly and looked at him. "You're going to be okay. Just trust me, okay? I'll be here when you wake up. You'll be fine." He pressed his lips to Kurt's forehead. "I'll be waiting for you." Then he turned and walked out of the room.

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Over five hours later, Kurt was back in his room, thick bandages wrapped around his eyes which he wasn't allowed to take off for a few days.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked, hearing footsteps. "Is that you? Did you talk to the doctors? Do they think it worked?" Blaine was on the edge to tears and smiling broadly when he entered the room.

"They- It worked even better, Kurt. You'll need glasses, but- you'll have pretty much full sight, not just partially, like they said before. Kurt... You'll be able to see in three days." Blaine was crying when he reached to take Kurt's hand.

"I'll... I'll be able to see," he breathed. "I'll be able to see you." He pulled Blaine in for a kiss, "And... when I can,” he whispered. "Will you make love to me?"

"Of course," whispered Blaine back. "I'll make love to you whenever you want, honey. We can go wherever and do whatever you want. And you know what the best part is?" He kissed Kurt's jaw. "We can go home now and then all we have to do is wait for three days and then come back here. So come on, let's get you dressed!" Kurt was bouncing with excitement. Tony looked up from where he was lying in the corner and barker happily.

They got home safely and Kurt fell asleep almost immediately. Blaine kissed his forehead and then hurried to the nearest jewelry. He was going to propose to Kurt as soon as he could take off the bandages.

As he looked at the rings, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Hey there, hot stuff." 
"Sebastian," Blaine nodded, then turned his back to the other man again.

"I heard the cripple got his operation. And he's having a belated birthday party when he's healed? I'm presuming my invitation got lost in the post? I'm crushed," he drawled sarcastically.

"That's my soon to be fiancé you're talking about," he snapped. "I'm proposing to him." Sebastian's eyes widened.

"Why!? I've told you before that you can do better than gayface. Does he even put out? He and Sterling were always such losers... You and Nick deserve better." Blaine just shook his head.

"You know nothing about love, Sebastian. I hope you find someone who can show you someday. And no, he doesn't put out, not yet. I've never asked him to. But in a few days..." Blaine trailed off and smiled. "Can you leave me alone so I can pick out an engagement ring now?" Sebastian stood his ground, smirking.

"Don't think I won't be crashing the cripple's party."

"If you even come close to our apartment, I'll call the police," Blaine threatened. Then he paused. He saw a beautiful silver ring with a small diamond on top. That was just it. "Excuse me?" he asked the shop assistant. Sebastian rolled in eyes, storming off. "Could I get this ring engraved?"

"Certainly, Sir,” the man smiled. "What would you like it to say?" Blaine smiled.

"Love is blind would be perfect. When can it be finished? I'll need it in three days if that's possible." The man nodded.

"We can have it ready for you by this time tomorrow."

"That’s perfect," Blaine grinned. 

-

"Hey, baby," said Blaine as he crawled into bed next to Kurt. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed his neck softly.

"Hey," Kurt smiled. "Where did you go?"

"Had to buy some milk," he lied. "I want to make pancakes tonight."
"'Kay..." Kurt yawned. "Can't I just take the bandages off now?" he begged. "Pleeeease… It won't do any harm!" Blaine laughed.

"Not right now. It would do harm, honey. Just a few more days... And then I have a few surprises for you." He grinned again and kissed his boyfriend's lips.

"Surprises? What do you mean? You didn't have to do anything for me!"

“Of course I did. You're going to see again, Kurt. You deserve to see everything. And I- Kurt, I... Can I be the first thing you see?" he asked nervously. "I want to be the first thing you see when you open your eyes… Can I?" Kurt nodded.

"Of course. You're the thing I want to see the most."

"I hope I won't disappoint," he teased and poked Kurt in his side.

"You won't. You're perfect, I already know that."

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Three days later, they were back in hospital and for once, Kurt didn't mind. The lights were dimmed and the blinds drawn. The kind eye doctor from two years ago was unwinding the bandages slowly.
"Now Kurt, I want you to keep your eyes closed until I say and then open them slowly. The light might hurt a little at first. Okay?"
Kurt nodded and finally, the bandages were removed and Kurt's slightly raw looking eyes came into view.

"Okay Kurt. Open them." Kurt shook his head.

"N-No... What if it didn't work?" Blaine took Kurt's hand securely in his.

"I'm here all the time, Kurt. I'm not leaving you. Here, turn to me and open your eyes." Kurt opened his eyes slowly, wincing at the little bit of light in the room. Slowly, his blurry eyes cleared and he saw his boyfriend for the first time. The smooth tanned skin, strong jaw line and large eyebrows, the dark corkscrew curls and most importantly, the kind, gentle hazel eyes. Kurt's finally clear blue eyes filled with tears and he buried his face in his hands and cried.

"Kurt- Kurt, didn't it work? Can- can't you see?" Blaine asked and tried to make Kurt look up again.

"I c-can,” he sobbed. "And you’re s-so beautiful... I can see, Blaine! I can see and you're perfect!" He was still sobbing.
"Sometimes it can be overwhelming,” the Doctor said softly. Blaine let out a sob of relief.

"You can see, ohmygod, Kurt!" He pulled Kurt in for a tight hug. "You can see..."

"I'm normal, Blaine! I'm not a cripple anymore!" Kurt cried happily into his shoulder.

"You were always perfect to me, Kurt. Always." He pulled away slightly only to press them back together, his lips on Kurt's immediately.

"You're so beautiful, Blaine." Kurt whispered into Blaine's lips. "Still a little blurry, but beautiful." The Doctor nodded.

"We need to get you fitted for glasses, which you'll need to wear all of the time or you'll damage your eyes again." Blaine chuckled through his tears.

"Come on, let's get you some glasses." They followed the doctor down the hall, hand in hand. Tears of joy were still falling from Blaine's eyes.

An hour later, Kurt was fitted with slender silver frames and he was following Blaine out of the hospital. His eyes were wide and he was looking around, taking everything in, although the bright sun was already giving a headache.

"B-Blaine... Everything is so... so bright."

"I know, honey." He kissed Kurt's cheek and smiled. "I know... You'll get used to it eventually. Now, let's get you home so you can see our apartment for the first time." Kurt nodded, laughing at Tony who was still trying to herd him.

"Now you just have a super protective dog," said Blain and laughed at Tony. Kurt smiled, practically skipping alongside Blaine.

"Can you believe it, Blaine? Can you believe that I can see?"

"It's amazing! You really deserve it, Kurt. We should give your doctor some kind of gift, don't you think?" asked Blaine. Kurt nodded.

"Uhhuh... I don't know what though..." They stopped walking as they reached their apartment building.

"Me neither..." Blaine bit his lip as he thought. "We'll figure something out."

Together, they headed up to their apartment and Kurt gasped as they entered the living room.

"Oh, Blaine! It's gorgeous!"

"I'm glad you think so, baby." He wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind and kissed his neck before resting his head on his shoulder. "I'm so happy..." he whispered softly.

"I'm happy too, so happy. Life is so perfect!"

"You make my life perfect." Blaine kissed him just below his ear. "Now, are you ready for your first gift? There are three. You already know of the first one though.” Kurt frowned.

"What are you talking about?" he whispered.

"I'm going to give you my virginity. That's one of the three gifts. But I thought we could wait with that until in a few days. After the party, at least." Blaine secretly planned to make love to Kurt the night he proposed to him, but he hadn’t decided when he would do that yet. Kurt nodded.

"Whenever you want,” he smiled softly. "It has to be right for both of us."

"Does it feel right for you? You know... When you think about it? Are you ready for it?" Blaine whispered. "Because we can wait if you're not." Kurt kissed Blaine gently.

"I've been ready for a year, I just wanted it to be perfect." He smiled. "So what are my other surprises?" Blaine smiled.

"Well, since you can see now, I decided that I wanted you to see everything. And I mean everything." He looked into Kurt's eyes with nothing but love. "I booked us plane tickets and a hotel room for three weeks… In South Africa." Kurt's eyes grew impossibly wide.

"I... You... That's amazing! But it must have cost a fortune… Can we afford it?"

"Relax, Kurt. I've been saving up for it. And I also thought..." Blaine suddenly became really nervous. He hadn't planned on proposing now, but he didn't want to wait any longer. "Maybe it could be our honey moon..." Kurt's eyes met Blaine's, hope sparking in the clear blue.

"H-Honey moon? You mean...?" Blaine took Kurt's hands in his own and spoke softly.

"Kurt, you're everything to me, absolutely everything. I love you more than I could ever explain with words. You're the only one for me and I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And I know we are still young, but I don't think that should stop us. So that's why my third gift for you is… well, a ring." Blaine picked up a small black box from his pocket with shaking hands and then sunk down on one knee. He opened the box and revealed the silver ring. Blaine looked at his boyfriend with honest, hazel eyes. "Kurt Hummel, I promise to love you until the day I die and even after that." He made a short pause and then asked the question. "Will you marry me?"

"Oh God!" Kurt sank to his knees and threw his arms around Blaine's neck, punctuating his words with soft kisses. "God yes! Yes! A million times yes! I want to be your husband, I want us to be together forever, I want a family one day. I want you." Blaine hugged Kurt tightly.

"I want all of that for us, too. God, I love you so much, baby. So, so much." He pulled back and then slid the ring onto Kurt's finger. "We're engaged now..." he breathed.

"You're my fiancé... We're going to get married." His grin was huge. "And this ring is beautiful. I'll... I'll get a job. I'll buy you one, I promise." Blaine nodded.

"You should get a job. I mean, I could probably support both of us, but I want you to live and do everything. A job is a great experience, but not until you graduate. Graduation first, then job, okay?" he asked, cupping Kurt's cheek gently. Kurt nodded slowly.

"Okay." He twirled the ring around on his finger. "When did you want to get married?"

"Well, our tickets for South Africa are this Christmas. That's in about eight months. Is a winter wedding okay with you?" Kurt smiled.

"It's perfect." Suddenly their house phone started to ring. Kurt frowned but stepped over to it, knowing it would be one of the Warblers.
"Hello?"
"Kurtie? Sweetheart? It's your Mommy. The home gave me your number. They told me about your operation." Kurt instantly froze, the color draining from his face. Blaine noticed something was wrong and walked up to Kurt.

"Honey, what's wrong?" he whispered, but it was loud enough for Elizabeth to hear.
"Kurtie? Someone there with you?" Kurt mere passed the phone over to Blaine, not able to say anything. He watched as his fiancé raised it to his ear.
"Hello? Kurtie? Are you there? Didn't you hear me? I said it's your Mommy."

"Hello, Mrs. Hummel. This is Blaine Anderson, Kurt's fiancé." He knew Elizabeth probably had no idea her son was gay.

"Kurtie is... he's gay?!" Even from where Kurt was stood he could hear the disappointment in his mother's voice. "I've had this number for over a year but I was never sure whether to call or not. But then I heard about the operation so I thought-"

"So you thought what? That now that he's not blind anymore, you wanted him back!? Kurt's perfectly happy here, thank you," Blaine snapped. He grabbed Kurt's hand. "Tell me if I should stop," he whispered to his fiancé. Kurt shook his head, leaning into Blaine's side.

"So it worked? And no, not back, I'd just like to see him." She sounded offended by Blaine's tone.

"Yes, it worked," Blaine said, calming down a little. "Why didn't you want to see him before the operation?"

"I didn't have the energy for a handicapped son." Kurt flinched.

"That's the most pathetic excuse I have ever heard." He sighed into the phone. "Listen, I will talk to Kurt and I'll let him decide. I'll call you back if he wants to see you. If not, you’ll have to understand that and respect his decision."

"Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do?" she snapped.
"I'm the one who's been taking care of Kurt for two years, ever since I met him. And he's been taking care of me too. You're the one who left him when he was four just because he had a handicap. It's his decision to make if he wants to see you. Bye." Kurt watched as Blaine hung up the phone.

"Why did she have to call?" he whispered. "Why today?"

"I don't know," Blaine whispered, sinking down on the floor with Kurt. He pulled his fiancé in to rest his head on his chest. "It's your decision, baby."

"I think..." Kurt leant back against him weakly. "I think I should, but only if you'll come with me. I don't want to do it alone. If she doesn't want you there then I won't meet her."

"Okay, we can call her tomorrow. Are you tired, baby?" He kissed Kurt's hair softly. Kurt nodded.

"Exhausted. I don't understand why..." Blaine smiled.

"It's not weird. This is the first time you've been able to see for years, Kurt. It's exhausting your brain. I had- I mean, I sort of thought we could make love tonight, but I don't want to if you're tired. It has to be special." Kurt sagged back into Blaine, looking upset that he had ruined Blaine's plans.

”I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Don't be. It doesn't matter when I lose my virginity. As long as I lose it to you, that is." He kissed Kurt's cheek gently. "And besides, we got engaged today so I'm pretty damn happy anyway."

"Me too," Kurt smiled happily. "Maybe we could... Tomorrow? In the day, before the party?"

"Tomorrow it is," Blaine grinned. "Now, let me take my fiancé to bed." He carried Kurt wedding style to their bedroom and tucked him down under the sheets. Kurt kissed Blaine softly.

"I love you so, so much,” he whispered before falling asleep.

"I love you more," Blaine whispered as Kurt fell asleep. He kissed his forehead. “I’ll always love you more.”