If there is one thing you can always count on when it comes to Kurt Hummel, it's that he has a plan. Even when he was really little, if you asked him what the futures of his Power Rangers were he could tell you the exact number of times they'd get married anddivorced, how many kids they'd adopt if they would adopt any, and what jobs they'd have.

As he got older, those planning and organization skills were put to use by planning his own birthday parties, as well as his mother's and father's, and once, he tried to plan a birthday party for the baby brother he didn't have, but always wanted. Planning events was his favourite pastime, second only to cooking with his mother.

So when Blaine had told Kurt that he wasdatingSam Evans, Kurt's initial plan was thrown off. It took him a couple of days to figure things out, but when he did, he set things in motion so fast even Santana was a little bit afraid.

The first thing he did was call Sam, and as Kurt predicted, Sam was totally on board with the plan. The two of them conferred regularly, a feat made much easier when Kurt told Cooper to enforce a 7pm curfew for Blaine. By the time Prom rolled around, every detail of Kurt's plan was running smoothly.

Kurt awoke on Prom Day in his old bed at his father's house. It was 8am, and right on schedule he received a text from Sam informing him that phase one has been completed. Perfect, now for phase two... He closed out of the messaging app and opened the facebook app, he quickly typed out a status;In Lima for the weekend! It's great to see my Dad and Carole again.

He then texted Sam to let him know phase two was complete.

Phase two accomplished! When do I get a cool superhero name like yours? –K

When you think of your alter ego, one cannot simply choose a secret identity, it must choose you. –S

Okay, Yoda. Whatever you say. –K

I'm not Yoda... I'm The Blonde Chameleon! Weren't you paying attention during the mission briefing? –S

I was the one giving the mission briefing, "Blonde Chameleon" so don't you sass me! –K

Whatever! That's it, I'm officially naming you Daybreaker, you're way too awake this early to be considered healthy for any normal human. –S

I thought you said the identity had to "choose me." –K

It's chosen,dealwith it. Anyway, phase three is in progress... -S

At around 9am, Sam sent Kurt a text confirming phase three's completion. Now they just had to wait, phase four was entirely on Blaine, even though he didn't know it. Kurt passed the time by visiting with his dad and Carole, baking some cookies, and double checking the rest of his plan was set up. It was 2pm when phase four was set into motion. Kurt's phone rang, and he didn't even have to look at the screen to know it was Blaine calling.

"Hey Blaine." He immediately slipped into the slightly distracted, semi-disinterested, Kurt he had been toward Blaine the past few weeks, it had been hard, but he managed to keep in character.

"Hey Kurt! Um... I just saw your facebook status... you didn't tell me you were going to be in Lima." Kurt felt a pang, Blaine sounded genuinely hurt that Kurt hadn't told him that detail.

"Oh yeah, um... it was kind of last minute."

"Is your dad okay?"

"Relax, B, he's fine... I just missed him is all, I wanted to see him."I missed you, I wanted to see you...He added in his head.

"Oh... well, Prom's tonight, and... Sam's sick so, I was wondering if... maybe you'd go with me?"

Kurt was silent, he already knew his answer, but he had to keep character.

"Kurt?"

"I... I'll have to do some digging around for a suit..." Lies, it was already hanging on the back of Kurt's door, neatly pressed and freshly cleaned. "But... I'd like that. Just..."

"Just friends, I know. Thanks Kurt, I'll pick you up at six."

Phase four, complete.

Phase five was arriving at Prom safely with Blaine on his arm, and he sent a text to Sam as soon as it was accomplished. The next portion of the evening was spent comfortably in each other's company, dancing, laughing, joking around. Blaine really understood the difference between being with Sam and being with Kurt, now. He loved Sam, but not in the same way he loved Kurt. Sam was really fun to be with, and a great boyfriend, better than Blaine had expected, but Kurt was his soulmate, and they connected on a level emotionally and physically that Blaine can't believe he ever had the audacity to destroy.

They were just finishing a slow dance, with Blaine's head absently resting on Kurt's shoulder, deep in thought, when he was jolted back into reality by the announcement that it was time to coronate the Prom royalty. He felt a small twinge when he remember that Sam isn't here, but as he didn't expect they'd won anyway, he didn't dwell on it. He smiled at Kurt and made his way onto the stage with the other candidates.

"Hello, McKinley High." Principal Figgins began, "It is time to announce the winners of this year's Prom Royalty. First, let us begin with Prom King."

Figgins opened the envelope he was holding and spoke into the mic, "This year's Prom King, is our very own Student President, Blaine Anderson!" He announced with obvious forced excitement.

Blaine's eye widened, he hadn't expected that... He waved a bit shyly at the mildly enthused crowd as he stepped forward, the crown was place on his head, and then Figgins returned to the mic. "And this year's Prom Queen is..." He opened the envelope and let out a deep sigh.

"Once again, for the third year running we have a winner who is not on the ballot, in fact, this year you've stepped it up a notch and voted someone who doesn't even go to this school... Congratulations Kurt Hummel, for becoming Prom Queen for a second time."

Blaine froze, momentarily feeling a flash of anger, how did the school even know Kurt was coming tonight?! What kind of cruel prank was this? But the anger vanished as quickly as it came when Kurt practically pranced onto the stage to accept his crown.

He found his hand being taken by Kurt's, as they stepped up to the mic together, and Kurt began to speak. "Hello, McKinley High! Thank you all for your votes, and now I have something I'd like to say." To Blaine's confusion, Kurt turned toward him.

"Blaine Devon Anderson, Blaine Warbler... You are the love of my life, and I worked my ass off setting this up so don't you dare say no." Kurt chuckled a little before continuing. "You made a mistake, Blaine... And so did I. And when promises are broken, it's only logical to fix them, and make them stronger. I never stopped loving you, not even for a second. No matter how much I wanted to... "

To Blaine's surprise, Kurt reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, red box. "Blaine, you might recognize this box, it's the one you gave me a promise in. And now I'm returning the favour..." He opened the box, to reveal not a bow tie made of gum wrappers, but a simple black band with two interlink puzzle pieces engraved. Kurt went down on one knee. "Blaine Anderson, I promise to always love you, to defend you even if I know you're wrong, to surprise you, to always pick up your phone call, no matter what I'm doing, to bake you cookies at least twice a year, to kiss you wherever and whenever you want, but mostly just to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are. Will you marry me?"

Blaine had tears in his eyes, and he was smiling, and to his surprise not a single person in the crowd uttered any homophobic slurs. He glanced out to look at all the faces, if anything just to clear his head. He caught sight of one very familiar face, and he nearly burst out laughing as Sam held up a hand drawn sign.

PHASE 6: SAY YES

"Yes!" Blaine blurted, "Yes Kurt, I'll marry you..."

Kurt grinned wide, immediately removing the ring from the box and slipping it onto Blaine's finger. The perfect fit.

They kissed, and to their surprise the students cheered and applauded. Maybe the world was evolving after all.

Then they shared their first dance as an engaged couple, neither of them able to keep their eyes off the other. They knew they still ha things to talk about, things to work through, but they would do it together. Just like they would do everything together from now until the end of their lives.

After prom, Sam, Blaine, and Kurt went out for a late dinner at Breadstix. It was after they ordered that Blaine finally piped up and asked what he'd been holding back since the proposal.

"Sam, how much of this did you know about?"

"Everything." Sam replied, casually snapping a breadstick in half and taking a bite. Blaine raised an eyebrow, indicating that he should continue.

"Kurt called me a few days after we got together, he told me about his plan and I agreed to help him."

Blaine looked to Kurt, who said "A couple months ago, I was watching Moulin Rouge with Santana, Rachel, and Adam. I kept imagining it was us winging Came What May instead of Christian and Satine, and it hasn't left my head since. The original plan was to wait until you moved to New York, but when you told me about what Sam was doing, I realized I don't need a rebound, and you don't either, B."

"So... you've both been conspiring behind my back for nearly three weeks..."

"Basically, yeah." replied Sam.

"If saying yes was Phase six, what were the first five?" He asked curiously.

"Phase one was telling you I was sick and couldn't go to prom." Sam started.

"Phase two was my facebook status." Interjected Kurt.

"Phase three was getting you onto facebook under the pretext of showing you that Avengers blog-"

"Which was totally awesome, by the way."

"Agreed, anyway, phase three was getting you to see the status."

"Phase four was waiting for you to call and ask me."

"And phase five was getting you to prom without any meltdowns, accidents, or incidents."

Blaine just nodded, still amazed that Sam and Kurt had managed to pull this off without him knowing anything about it.

"And what about us?" He asked Sam, in reference to their short-lived, but very fun relationship.

"It was fun while it lasted, but that's over now. Remember my conditions? One, you always pick Kurt over me. Two, I get to be your best man, no matter how much Puck tries to bribe you."

Blaine nodded, satisfied that Sam wouldn't have any resentment toward him or Kurt. "Of course you'll be my best man."

Sam raised a glass, "To Nightbird, Blond Chameleon, and Daybreaker, and a happily ever after."

"They clinked glasses as Blaine raised an eyebrow at Kurt,

"Daybreaker?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Don't ask."