The morning of the second Wednesday after Thanksgiving Break was a special day. Kurt hadn't told Blaine but he had to assume he knew. It was now three months since they started dating. They briefly mentioned their first month and went out for a dinner, but three months was a special for Kurt. He had never really been in a relationship before and while he wasn't sure what the exact anniversary protocol was, he was sure that three months was special. He wanted to celebrate it regardless.

He had spent the last week on the gift he was preparing just for Blaine. Kurt could have just gone out and bought him a gift but where was the fun in that? He examined the present once more before tucking it away safely into his bag. With a satisfied smirk Kurt went off to Biology.

"Three guesses as to why this week is so wonderful." Blaine said without his usually hello.

Kurt faltered for momentarily "Okay. What do I get in return if I guess right?"

Blaine scrunched his face in thought, "I was going to offer you a kiss but now I'm thinking that won't cut it."

"I wouldn't be so quick to say that." Kurt leaned over on the arm of the chair. Blaine leaned in so close that they could have very well kissed.

"Really? I thought you were becoming harder to please." Blaine joked.

Kurt rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat. His legs crossed, Kurt began to bounce his foot.

"Is it because Wicked is this weekend and we will no longer have to deal with Rachel and her constant reminder of how she is too good for her present role?"

Blaine averted his eyes, "No, not entirely. I mean that is part of it."

"This is the final week before exams and thus closer to winter break and Christmas?" Kurt guessed.

Blaine made a sour face, "Yes. And No. Come on you have one more try."

Kurt's lips drew into a smile and he caught Blaine's eye. "Has it been three months since you started dating the most interesting boy in all of Ohio?"

Blaine laughed and laced his fingers with Kurt.

"Only took you three guesses." Blaine teased.

Kurt scoffed and squeezed Blaine's hand, "Speaking of which, I was hoping I could give you your present early. You know with the musical being this weekend and the extra rehearsal time there isn't much room for a night to ourselves until at least next Monday."

"I get a present?" Blaine's eyes lit up like a little kid. "Do you think it could wait until our coffee time today? I may or may not have something for you too." He winked at Kurt with a toothy grin.

Kurt sank into his chair and gave a nod. "Of course, naturally. It wouldn't happen to be the song a day I was promised would it?"

The professor cleared his throat and greeted the class. Blaine opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. He put his finger on his lips and pulled out his notebook. For the rest of class the two of them kept to their notes. Blaine reached his arm over at one point and doodled a smiley face and a heart. He was such a seven year old. Kurt loved it.

"Tell me." Blaine started, he scooted his chair closer to the table. The table itself shook slightly causing the coffee to rock precariously momentarily. "What exactly is this gift that you got me?"

Kurt kept a thin and knowing smile on his face. The bag hung over the side of his chair, the gift inside.

"I can't tell you." He said sipping his coffee. "I have to present you with it for you to open. Don't you know how gifts work?"

Blaine scoffed and peaked around at Kurt's bag. He frowned a little. "I feel bad, I didn't exactly buy you anything."

Kurt perked up a little and turned to reach into his bag. "Good."

Blaine tilted his head perplexed.

"Because I didn't either." Kurt replied. He placed a manila folder on the table, a thin ribbon was wrapped around it with a bow. Kurt slid the folder on the table over to Blaine who looked at it and then up to Kurt. "Just open it."

Blaine chuckled and carefully pulled at the ribbon untying it and setting it aside. His fingers lingered on the cover of the folder eyeing Kurt trying to figure out what he had done. After deciding it would just be more beneficial to actually open it, Blaine flipped open the folder.

The smile on his face fell but not out of horror, sadness, or any other negative emotion. In fact his smile was wiped clean in shock at what was staring up at him. It was a graphite mirror image of Blaine. He blinked and a tear broke the dams and rolled over the edge of his eyelid. Blaine sniffed and looked up to Kurt his jaw hanging open slightly.

"You got my eyes right." He said, breathless.

Kurt pulled in his lower lip and gave a tiny modest nod. "If I didn't by now, I figured it would be a crime."

Blaine exhaled and stared at the picture. His brow scrunched; there was another picture underneath. Gently he lifted the top paper and there was another pencil drawing waiting for him.

"Oh, that one I wasn't sure of. I'm not good at drawing figures, hands confuse me, and don't even get me started on feet." Kurt said trying to defend his art.

The second picture was Blaine again but he was wrapped in Kurt's arms. The proportions weren't exact, and some of the perspective was off, but by God did Kurt get Blaine's eyes right again.

"Kurt." Blaine was speechless.

"I'm sorry if it was a cheap way out of a gift. I mean I was going to buy you a bowtie but that just seemed unoriginal and very expected. Also not so personal, I wouldn't know what to get you that you didn't already have."

Rambling.

Blaine put the pictures back inside of the folder, closed it and reached across the table to take Kurt's hands. He smiled affectionately at him. "Thank you. Kurt, I love them. They're perfect."

"Alright, I did good then." Kurt felt his face turn a little hot; no doubt he was slightly red.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand. "Now I feel like what I have can't compare."

Kurt was nearly bouncing in his seat. "What is it?"

Letting go of Kurt's hands Blaine stood up, he cleared his throat and looked over to one of the baristas. He smirked and played with the CD player behind the counter. Music started to play, people started to look.

"I promised you a song each day, and I know I have missed a few days. So hopefully this will make up for it all." Blaine winked.

The music was familiar,

"Oh his eyes, his eyes make the stars look like they're not shining. His hair his hair falls perfectly without him trying. He's so beautiful and I tell him every day. Yeah I know I know when I compliment him he won't believe me."

He was doing it again, being perfect and performing in public. Everyone in the coffee shop was staring as Blaine sang and danced around Kurt and his table.

"And it's so, and it's so sad to think that he don't see what I see. But every time he asks me do I look okay, you know I say. When I see your face, there's not a thing that I would change cause you're amazing just the way you are. And when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause boy you're amazing just the way you are."

Beyond the guitar playing and the song Blaine sang to Kurt upon asking him out, this was one of the most romantic things Kurt had witnessed. Blaine extended his hand out to Kurt. He hesitated but then took it. He popped up from the chair and Blaine twirled him, which Kurt had to duck under his arm to do properly. They danced in the coffee shop to Blaine.

"Cause Kurt you're amazing, just the way you are." Blaine smiled and the song ended. The entire place erupted in applause. Kurt threw his arms around Blaine laughing.

"I think you just made my gift look bad." Kurt said dabbing tears from his cheeks. Blaine had sung to him even parts of songs each day since they started dating. But as Blaine said there were a few missed occasions but Kurt never held it against him. This was better than all those other performances put together.

Wicked's opening night was tonight and Kurt woke up with a sore throat. Was fate trying to keep him down? He decided it was best to rest his voice and body for the day until the performance. This meant he was going to skip biology and his other class today and just stay in bed listening to his ipod. He hated to be resorted to this because he wanted to see Blaine. And even when Blaine offered to skip with him to take care of him, Kurt dismissed it. He was content, for the most part, with his warm tea and his playlist of Blaine singing. Yes. He had recorded Blaine a few times singing a couple choice songs. It was his favorite playlist.

In the afternoon, Kurt felt a little better and figured he would go and surprise Blaine at the union after their biology. He cleaned up, did his hair, grabbed his bag, coat, and left with a great smile. He didn't text Blaine to let him know he was coming. Kurt figured Blaine would be in the usual spot in the coffee shop or there about.

Kurt spotted Blaine at the entrance to the coffee shop. He froze and the smile that was there vanished. Blaine wasn't alone. Sebastian was sitting across from him laughing. Kurt felt anger and jealousy boil in his gut. He took a moment to collect himself his jaw clenching. Kurt lifted his head and strode into the coffee shop and approached the table.

"It was perfect Sebastian, he loved it. Thanks, he's really great." Blaine was saying.

"Who is really great?" Kurt asked walking around to Blaine's side.

Blaine jumped a little and looked ultimately surprised and a little scared by Kurt's presence. He glanced back and forth between Sebastian and Kurt apparently not knowing what to do in this situation. It never really occurred to him what he would do if Kurt had showed up. This was very visible and readable on Blaine's face.

"You are!" Blaine said with a nervous laugh.

Kurt looked coldly to Sebastian imagining the different ways he could mess up that cocky smirk on his face. He was staring at Kurt like he was victorious in something. It bothered Kurt greatly.

"Coffee with Sebastian?" Kurt asked trying to keep his voice pleasant. Impossible.

"U-uhh y-yeah." Blaine stammered.

Sebastian licked his lips and tilted his head to the side and watched Kurt with contempt. "It's a free world Kurt. I can enjoy a cup of coffee and the company of whom ever I want."

"I never said you couldn't." Kurt said back in reply.

Blaine reached out and took Kurt's hand and squeezed it. His hands were sweaty. Blaine was nervous. This worried Kurt and sent up a red flag. He gazed at Blaine from the corner of his eye.

"Good. So, I heard you enjoyed the performance the other day here in the shop. I'm glad." Sebastian beamed, his smile like poison.

Kurt's eyes were wide, "It was very romantic. No offense and not to sound rude, but why do you care?"

Sebastian's eyes fell to Blaine who was now avoiding eye contact from both of them. "Because when Blaine came to me asking for help, I picked the song. Poor thing, he's clueless sometimes when it comes to love."

Kurt was seething. His head snapped to Blaine. He struggled not to cry out of anger toward Blaine. "Is that so? He failed to mention that he had assistance."

"Well we all know how modest Blaine can be." Sebastian continued. He lifted his coffee to cheer Kurt and took a sip.

Kurt was shaking. He ripped his hand from Blaine's and glared down at him. "I suppose I should thank you Sebastian for making our anniversary. Is there anything else I should thank you for in this relationship?" He directed that question more toward Blaine who sat quietly.

Sebastian shrugged but said nothing. Kurt jaw quivered and he took a step back. He turned slowly and started to walk away. Sebastian called after him.

"See you tonight at the show Kurt. Break a leg."

"Kurt can we talk?" Blaine asked. They were in the greenroom before the curtain went up. Blaine appeared in Kurt's mirror. Kurt looked up for a second his expression cold. He said nothing.

"Come on please talk to me. I'm sorry about earlier."

Kurt rearranged his brushes on the makeup bench. He was trying his best to ignore him but Kurt could smell Blaine's cologne and it was very distracting.

"About what? The part where you had your ex-boyfriends help in arranging an anniversary gift for me, or the part where you didn't tell me about it, oh or where you met him for coffee?" Kurt asked. He pushed back his chair and stood up.

Everyone else was heading to the stage for the show circle. Kurt double checked his first costume and headed in that direction but Blaine chased after him and stopped him from leaving the greenroom. They were the only two left.

"All of that." Blaine said. "Would you just listen to me and let me explain?"

"What is there to explain Blaine? You spent time with Sebastian arranging a love song to sing to me! That's so backwards and wrong and either you can't see it or you just don't even care." Kurt had raised his voice.

Blaine stared at him with his hurt puppy dog look on his face. Kurt hated seeing that look it wasn't fair for Blaine to use it.

"Kurt, I just wanted it to be special." Blaine replied.

"Maybe you should have done it yourself Blaine. You don't need Sebastian's help to be romantic Blaine, or to do anything special for me. The fact that you were spending time with Sebastian just makes me wonder…" Kurt trailed off.

Blaine's sad expression turned angry now. "Wonder what? Wonder if I care for you at all? Wonder if I still love him?"

"I don't know. Yes. Yes, I guess it does. But what am I supposed to think Blaine! Please tell me."

"I thought you trusted me." Blaine spat.

"Yeah, I did too." Kurt said before he could stop himself. He regretted it immediately after the words left his mouth but he couldn't take it back.

"Guys the show is about to start." Rachel poked her head into the greenroom. She stopped and looked back and forth between them sensing something was wrong. However, she didn't say anything else. Kurt turned from Blaine trying not to cry, both of them were. Kurt had to push this fight from his mind as the cue for his first scene was given.

On the stage he looked out to the audience searching quickly for his dad and Carol. He couldn't see them. The lights on stage were too blinding to see properly into the audience. However, he did spot Sebastian and his dumb face sitting near the front. Kurt had to remind himself to stay in character and not leap off the stage and attack Sebastian. Kurt did his best to avoid Blaine backstage when he could. And actively avoided him during the intermission. Rachel tried to pry her large nose and curiosity into the matter but Kurt didn't want to deal with it.

When the curtain fell on their opening night performance Kurt went back to the greenroom to a very angry Blaine.

"Kurt, stop avoiding me and talk to me." He demanded.

"I'm not doing this here and now." Kurt said.

Everyone else was quickly changing to run out and say hello to their fans and friends. Blaine was back behind Kurt in his mirror again. Kurt looked up to his reflection.

"Could you please leave my mirror." Kurt said coldly. He reached into his bag, his hand slipping past his phone. He pulled it out and checked it. Seven missed calls and five texts. His brow furrowed.

"Kurt this is insane. You don't think I care about you? Sebastian is nothing, do you hear me nothing! What I did was stupid and I get that I shouldn't have asked Sebastian for help. I'm sorry…Kurt. Kurt? Did you hear me I said I was sorry." Blaine touched Kurt on the shoulder after he had gone eerily silent. He glanced at Kurt's expression in the mirror; it was a look of devastation.

"Kurt?"

Kurt was sobbing and sniffled and turned to face Blaine. He opened his mouth to talk but no words would come out. In that moment Rachel and Finn ran into the greenroom. Blaine watched Kurt with concern.

Kurt finally spoke but his voice was broken, "My dad's in the hospital."

The air in Kurt's lungs seared. He was unable to think properly. Everything was spinning and he felt like he would throw up. He barely felt Blaine's hands helping him to his feet and leading him out of the greenroom. Kurt was in such a panic state that he hardly realized the two of them were in Blaine's car speeding down the highway back toward Lima. Kurt felt like his world was crumbling around him. He didn't want to think of what could happen. And despite the fight they had just got into, Kurt felt blessed to have Blaine with him.