Two whole months had passed. Kurt was standing in the arrival section at the airport. His heart made a little jump every time someone entered the hall, but there was no sign of Blaine so far. The only thing Kurt had had to hold on to during his two months without Blaine had been the regular phone calls every night and the note Blaine had written the morning he left. But something else had also kept him on track. It had been something as simple as a thought. The thought of that he was marrying Blaine. They were engaged and could say that they were fiancés. They hadn’t done that though. They wanted to wait until Blaine got home to start telling people about it. Kurt was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t notice a curly haired man coming up behind him and wrapping him arms around his waist.

“Someone looks a little dreamy…” said a smooth voice and Kurt felt a pair of lips pressing lightly to his shoulder through the fabric of his designer shirt. Kurt squealed, turned around and hugged Blaine tightly.

“Blaine! Ohmygod, Blaine!” Blaine laughed and hugged him back equally tight. He allowed himself to breathe in the smell of Kurt, the smell he had only been able to imagine in his head for two months. Right then and there, it hit him how much he truly had missed Kurt.

“I really, really missed you, baby,” he whispered quietly.

“I missed you too, so much,” Kurt said honestly. He had missed Blaine’s strong arms around him, his laugh, his smile and even his dorky side. Kurt had just missed having him close. They pulled away to look at each other. They smiled widely and really wanted to kiss. But they knew they couldn’t. Not here, with so many people around. They would get in trouble and they didn’t want that, now that Blaine was finally home and they were so happy. Kurt took Blaine’s hands carefully in his and immediately felt the ring on Blaine’s finger, sitting exactly where he left it two months earlier. Kurt looked at. It fit Blaine’s finger perfectly, like it was made to be there.

“We’re getting married…” he said quietly, but loud enough for Blaine to hear. He frowned.

“You haven’t changed your mind, have you?”

“No! No, of course not,” he said quickly. “I want to give myself to you in every way possible, Blaine. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” said Blaine gently, his eyes shining with love. The need he felt to kiss Kurt’s soft, pink lips was almost irresistible. But then again, they had a lot of time for that when they got home, so he decided not to. Blaine grabbed his bag and then they walked out of the airport together, happier than they’d been in two months.

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“Stand right here and don’t come inside yet, okay?” They had just entered the small apartment when Kurt ordered Blaine to stay in the hallway and wait. Blaine waited as he heard Kurt running around in the room. “Okay, you can come in now,” said the soft voice and Blaine stepped into the living room. Kurt was standing in the middle of the floor. The room was completely filled with lit candles. The smooth light made Kurt look like… well, perfection, in Blaine’s eyes. Blaine was so overwhelmed with love for this man that he didn’t know what to do or say. He looked at the table by the couch. Kurt had cooked Spaghetti Bolognaise and set the table with roses around the plates and glasses. Everything was perfect. Kurt was perfect. Kurt walked up to him and handed him a single rose.

“Welcome home,” he said with a small smile. Blaine was still searching in his mind for ways to express himself.

“I-I don’t know what to say…” he finally managed. Kurt reached out and stroke Blaine’s cheek with his thumb.

“Try,” he prompted. Blaine thought for a few more seconds and then decided to say the word he’d been thinking all along.

“Perfect. It’s so perfect, Kurt. You are perfect.” Kurt blushed a little, but never lost eye contact with Blaine. Then, finally, finally, they kissed. Their first kiss in two months. It felt amazing. Lips moved over lips and tasted, explored. Kurt was the first one to pull away. Blaine whined a little and Kurt laughed, rubbing his hand up and down Blaine’s arm.

“As much as I would love to keep doing that, I do believe that you’re hungry. Am I right?” Blaine’s stomach growled and they both laughed.

“I believe you’re right,” said Blaine and kissed him once more before moving towards the table.

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Three delicious plates of spaghetti later, Blaine sighed contently and leaned back in the couch.

“Good thing I’m marrying the best chef in the world,” he said and turned his head to look at Kurt.

“Good thing that I like to cook and I’m marrying the hungriest person in the world.”

“Well, except for Finn…” Blaine added.

“I’d never marry him though.”

“Yeah? And why is that?” he said, scooting closer to Kurt.

“He’s my brother, you know…”

“Mm…” said Blaine, kissing Kurt’s neck softy. “Any other reason?”

“I’m kind of engaged to another man,” he said, his voice shaking as Blaine’s lips moved up and down his neck slowly. “And I love him more than anything.” Blaine lifted his head and their eyes met. He trailed his hand down the side of Kurt’s face and traced his lips with his fingertips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he mumbled. His hand finally settled in Kurt’s hair, his fingers curling into the soft hair. Their lips met in a kiss that made Blaine want to stop time. He knew that Kurt’s lips pressed up against his would keep him happy forever.

“I want you forever, I want this forever with you. Only you,” Blaine whispered against Kurt’s lips. Kurt took Blaine’s hand and gently played with the ring on his finger, reminding him that it was there.

“You will. Forever.” They pressed their bodies together tightly and kissed him again. Blaine allowed himself to get lost in Kurt’s touch. They forgot all of their worries and fears. All that mattered was them, their bodies almost melting together into one and the ring, reminding them that they never needed to be apart again.

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Later that night, Kurt and Blaine were curled up close together. Kurt studied the ring on Blaine’s finger, which for the moment was the only thing he was wearing.

“Have you thought about it?” asked Blaine after a while. He was sure Kurt understood what he was referring to.  Kurt smiled.

“Yeah. Have you?” Blaine pressed him even closer.

“Every day.”

“And…?” Blaine knew what he wanted to tell Kurt. He met his fiancé’s eyes and took his hand.

“Kurt, I don’t know about you, but I think we’re ready to get married really soon. I know we are. I want a written proof that you’re mine, I want to share last names with you, I want to be able to call you my husband. I want all of this as soon as I can.” Kurt kissed him softly.

“Me too. We are ready for it.” Their lips pressed together once more, both of them smiling widely into the kiss. After a few more kisses, they pulled back and Kurt nuzzled Blaine’s cheek.

“Now we just need to tell my parents… And yours, too.”

“You haven’t told yours?” said Blaine, a little surprised since he knew how close Kurt was to his dad and step-mom.

“I wanted to do it with you,” Kurt shrugged. Blaine smiled.

“Then we’ll go tell them tomorrow,” he decided. Kurt nodded and then it went quiet for a few seconds. “When I tell my parents, Kurt-” Blaine started, but Kurt cut him off.

“When we tell your parents, Blaine,” he said sharply. Blaine shook his head.

“I will do it myself, Kurt. You know what they think about us. I don’t want to get you hurt.”

“No,” Kurt said firmly. “We do it together or we’re not getting married at all. This is about us, Blaine, not just you. I want us to go together to my parents and I want us to go together to your parents, okay?” Kurt stared deep into Blaine’s eyes.

“Kurt, I… I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” said Kurt simply and hugged him tightly. “Time for sleep?” Blaine nodded and nuzzled his face against Kurt’s chest.

“Mm’night, Kurt…”

“Goodnight, Blaine.”