And now?

Now it's graduation and Blaine has thrown a party in honor of the Glee club for both those who have graduated and those who will be graduating next year.

Kurt wiped a tear from his eye as his laughing finally died down. “That's so not true,” he complained.

“Oh you drooled all over him!” Santana pointed out.

“Yeah, until he became your brother,” Brittany chimed in.

Blaine tightened his arm that was wrapped around Kurt's torso, his shoulders shaking with laughter. “Don't worry, it happens,” he said.

“Since when!” Kurt cried, laughing again.

“That's besides the point. Now, it’s time for your graduation present,” said Blaine as he stood up from the couch they were laying on, leaving Kurt to have to sit up so he didn't fall face-down in the couch. He giggled and watched Blaine get to his feet and then face Kurt.

Kurt sat up properly and crossed his legs, folding his hands before him on his knees as ones crowded around him. “Ooooh what's happening?” asked Mercedes, whose mouth was full of pizza.

Blaine got on his knee.

Kurt scooted to the edge of his seat, his heart stopping. “What are you doing?”

Blaine took out a box from his jacket pocket. It looked like a box that would hold a ring in it. “Oh, you're not going to propose to me, are you? Yes. The answer’s yes!” Kurt quickly said.

Blaine ignored Kurt and opened the box to show a key. “Kurt Hummel...will you move in with me?” asked Blaine with a wide and flirty smile on his lips.

Kurt stared at Blaine, wide-eyed as all of his friends around him shared the same expression. “Wh...um...I...Blaine, get off of the ground. Now,” said Kurt.

Behind him Rachel giggled out of how quiet the air was. Kurt resisted the urge to turn around and glare at her. Instead, he just stared at Blaine, shocked at what had just happened.

“Not until you give me an answer,” said Blaine, a positive smile curled at his lips.

Kurt laughed and took the box with the key in it out of Blaine's hand. “You're so silly, Blaine,” he said as he looked down at the key.

Blaine smiled widely. “So I'll take that as a 'yes'?” he asked.

Kurt rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Blaine's torso. “You've assumed correctly.”

Kurt's friends behind him made their faint cheering noises, happy for Kurt and Blaine. “I love you,” said Blaine.

“I love you too,” said Kurt, so happy he could just cry.

Kurt huffed a sigh as he pushed all of Blaine's hung-up clothes to his side of the closet. “Blaine Anderson, you have got way too many dress shirts. And most? I haven't even seen on you,” commented Kurt as he began to hang up his clothes.

Blaine, who was sitting on his bed, laughed hard as he handed Kurt the next shirt to hang up. “What can I say? Half the time, I'm too tired in the morning to try and dare to attempt to dress as fabulous as you,” said Blaine in a flirty and flattering voice.

Kurt rolled his eyes dramatically. “Well no one can dress as 'fabulous' as moi, but it's a give-or-take situation I'm afraid,” said Kurt with a smile as he winked at Blaine.

Blaine shook his head. As Kurt reached for the next shirt, Blaine grabbed his wrist instead and pulled him forward hard enough that Kurt's body collided with Blaine as they laid back on his bed. Kurt let out a chuckle. “You are so silly,” piped Kurt.

Blaine laughed. As Blaine leaned his head up enough until his lips grazed Kurt's light enough to send a whine croaking from Kurt's throat. Kurt's leaned his head forward until his lips were fully crushed against Blaine's.

Blaine chuckled amongst their kiss and rolled over so that he was on top of Kurt, crumpling up Kurt's shirts. Kurt noticed but he didn't care. All that he cared about was that his eyes were lost in Blaine's large brown eyes. He just smiled happily as Blaine kissed him again, their legs interlocking.