Chapter 16: Answering

It surely had shocked Kurt; Blaine knew it would. He didn't know how his boyfriend would react to his proposal; that was why he was reluctant as he climbed down the stage stairs to meet Kurt in the audience. However, it was much to everyone's surprise that all the lights of Callbacks went down. Blaine pretty much remembered where Kurt had been standing and walked there guided by the lights from the street getting in through the windows. Nevertheless, he couldn't find Kurt. He found Tina and Mercedes, next to whom the boy had been standing; but Kurt was nowhere to be seen.

Blaine's anxiety was starting to rise when a spotlight was lit on the stage showing him the most gorgeous vision in the world: Kurt smiling to him and holding the microphone.

"Blaine, you really surprised me here. I knew you were up to something; but never, in my wildest dreams, I thought you'd propose to me like this. You sang me a song from Moulin Rouge, our movie. I'd like to serenade you with another song from the same movie. I just want to say that, because of you, I've learned what it feels like to love and be loved in return."

Kurt began a beautiful rendition of Nature Boy. His voice sounded just perfect for the song and Blaine could feel his heart swell from the love for the boy. In his head it was very clear: he and Kurt belonged together and marrying each other would just be to state the obvious. Kurt also knew they were soul mates; the way his eyes were glimmering while he sang that song made Blaine sure of it.

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There was a boy

A very strange enchanted boy

They say he wandered very far, very far

Over land and sea

A little shy and sad of eye

But very wise was he

And then one day

A magic day he passed my way

And while we spoke of many things

Fools and kings

This he said to me

The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Is just to love and be loved in return

The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Is just to love and be loved in return

As the song ended, Blaine couldn't wait another second to have Kurt in his arms and secure the ring in the boy's finger. However, much to Blaine's frustration; as soon as Kurt hit the last note, the lights blacked-out again. Only this time, when the lights went back on; Kurt was nowhere to be seen.

Blaine kept waiting for the boy to jump out of nowhere and hug him from behind whispering 'I do' on his ear. But the minutes passed by and Kurt hadn't yet showed up. Blaine sought Louisa, Burt and Finn's eyes; but they were too as intrigued as he was. He tried calling Kurt on the microphone and asking the other employees; but no one had seen where Kurt had gone.

With the intense awkwardness filling the air, the guests began to slowly call it a night and go home. There were at least five different phones calling Kurt's cellphone; but with no answer. Some had even begun to run outside in the closest streets but with no sign of Kurt whatsoever.

After some time, it was clear that Kurt had left the bar. The few familiar faces that rested with Blaine encouraged him to go home where Kurt was probably waiting for him to have a private conversation. He was only convinced to go when everyone left had sworn to call him as soon as they had any news from Kurt.

Feeling dizzy and confused, Blaine caught a cab home and spent the whole way messaging and calling Kurt, but with no answer.

xXxXx

The journey from Callbacks to their apartment had been quiet. Nor Finn nor Rachel had much to say about the night's events, especially with Burt and Carole in the same car. Carole had assured her husband that his son was alright and probably knew what he was doing. Burt nodded but without much of an enthusiasm.

As soon as they got to the apartment, each couple said goodnight to the other and went to their separate bedrooms. Rachel took a little while with her night routine in the bathroom; and, by the time she had joined him, Finn was already under the covers with his eyes closed. She tried to get in the bed without waking him; but he was soon smiling and pulling her for a hug.

"Can we talk?"

She snuggled closer to him while answering:

"Sure; are you worried about your brother?"

"Yes and No. I'm sure he got out of there on his own and is somewhere safe. However, I always saw Kurt and Blaine as such a solid couple that seen Kurt running from marrying Blaine made me think. You know; it's not for everyone that I'd put on a unitard and shake my booty."

She turned in his embrace and placed an affectionate kiss on his nose:

"Most people might just comment on your dance moves; but all I could think about was how sexy you looked in that unitard."

"I hope you had a good view; because I don't plan on getting into another one any time soon..."

She smiled and tenderly ran her hand through his hair:

"You really love your brother; don't you?"

"Yeah; I do. But that's not the point I'm trying to make. I mean... I only agreed to help in it because I believed in their love so much. And now seen they broken up..."

Rachel kindly interrupted him:

"First of all, I don't think they are broken up because of it. They surely need to talk; but they've been through worse. And secondly; is all this worry about us?"

He sighed and then looked at her:

"Well... yes. Our whole relationship still feels fragile."

He looked like a kicked puppy and she wanted nothing else than to comfort him:

"It surely feels fragile; but I really don't want to be away from you."

A smile began forming in his face:

"Can we sing about it?"

She laughed at the oddity of the situation:

"Sure..."

He got up with a jump and went after his iPhone. He searched through it until he found the song he wanted. Giving an earphone to her and keeping the other; he began to softly sing along with The Police to their hit Every Breath You Take. Their bodies were close together as Finn was careful not to sing too loud and wake up Burt and Carole.

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Every breath you take

Every move you make

Every bond you break

Every step you take

I'll be watching you

Every single day

Every word you say

Every game you play

Every night you stay

I'll be watching you

Oh can't you see

You belong to me

My poor heart aches

With every step you take

Every move you make

Every vow you break

Every smile you fake

Every claim you stake

I'll be watching you

Since you've gone I been lost without a trace

I dream at night I can only see your face

I look around but it's you I can't replace

I feel so cold and I long for your embrace

I keep crying baby, baby, please

Oh can't you see

You belong to me

My poor heart aches

With every step you take

Every move you make

Every vow you break

Every smile you fake

Every claim you stake

I'll be watching you

Every move you make

Every step you take

I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you

His eyes were fixed on her and he showed all his love through the song. She could feel that the grin in her lips wouldn't go away any time soon. Finn's smile was also not fading and she felt she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

He finished singing and she felt in his arms.

"I'm so yours, Finn."

"I'm yours too. And I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives."

They went to sleep with their chests touching, their legs tangled and their lips curved up in two smiles.

xXxXx

Blaine opened the door to his apartment with a little hope in his heart:

"Kurt?"

He had no answer and found the apartment to be completely empty. He threw himself in bed exhausted and was called back to reality by his phone buzzing with a message. His heart skipped a beat when he saw it was from Kurt:

I'm sorry I did it. It was too much to take at once. But never doubt my love; okay?

He tried calling back but reached voicemail. He stared at the message a few seconds longer. He took the phone to his ear again now calling someone else:

"Hello?"

"Lou? Can I talk to Kurt?"

"He's not home?"

Blaine didn't want to deal with Louisa's false hatred towards him right then:

"Cut it off; Lou. I can't handle with you guy's little scene right now."

"Blaine, sweetie; I swear to you he's not here with me. I'm still at Eleanor's, but I can call Maggie to see if he's in my room there; which I highly doubt. Do you think we should call the police?"

The concern in her voice told him she was being completely honest. He answered in a defeated voice:

"Nah; he sent me a message. He clearly needs some time away from me... I just need to touch him and to tell I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, pumpkin. Give him the time he need and you'll be alright soon enough. What did the message say?"

"He told me not to doubt his love..."

"I think you should follow his advice. Do you want me to come over? I'm almost over my need for constant vigilance and being with you wouldn't break the rules..."

He smiled fondly:

"Thank you, Lou; but I think I'd rather be alone with my thoughts."

"Your call. But I'm here if you need me, ok? Anytime."

He thanked her and ended up the phone call. He took the ring box out of his pocket and popped it open looking at the ring and remembered all that he and Kurt had gone through together since he had bought it all those months ago, still back in Ohio. He left the ring box and his phone on their bed and decided to walk around the apartment for a while; he was pretty sure sleep wouldn't come that easily.

Entering the living room, he found the Next to Normal songbook on the piano standing where he and Kurt had been rehearsing the day before. He sighed and sat there; turning the pages to keep his mind off things. He found one of Diana's songs and thought it would fit his moment.

Sitting by the piano, he played and sang I Dreamed a Dance and let his tears run free.

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I saw you light the ballroom

With your sparkling eyes of blue.

Graceful as an angel's wing,

I dreamed a dance with you.

You whispered slyly, softly.

You told me you would be true.

We spun around a thousand stars

I dreamed a dance with you.

I know the night is dying dear...

I know the day will dawn...

He remembered all his dreams of his future with Kurt and all the promises they'd made to each other. Almost as if he could see it; the figures of him and Kurt dancing around in their living-room dressed to the nines in matching tuxedos where balling around in his mind. To complete his vision, Kurt's voice came to his ears singing Gabe's part.

Diana & Gabe:

The dancers may disappear

Still the dance goes on...

Gabe:

And on.

Diana:

I'll wake alone tomorrow,

The dream of our dances through.

But now until forever, love,

I'll live to dance with you.

I'll dream my love...

I'll live my love...

And I'll die to dance with

He finished the last notes on the piano and left it there to go try to find some sleep.

He found his phone and the ring side by side on the bed. He opened Kurt's message one more time and began to think what he should answer. He'd like to ask where Kurt was; what was he doing and if he was mad at him. He wanted something that reassured him that he still had the love of the man of his dreams. He craned they were broken up and he feared if he'd have to start an apartment hunt because Kurt would not want to live with him anymore. He wondered how the night would have ended if he hadn't rushed things over and proposed.

Living all that to another time, he decided to give Kurt the time he needed. He typed one simple response and cuddled Kurt's pillow to try to sleep.

Okay. I miss you.

xXxXx

Louisa had received a mysterious message from Kurt:

Meet me at a coffee shop at 123 4th Avenue, between 12th and 13th.

With a mix of concern and curiosity, she had took the subway to that part of city they almost never went and began to look for the coffee place. She found a friendly looking shopping named Think Coffee at the said address. She sighed relieved when she entered the store and saw Kurt chatting to Burt on a table by the corner. They waved as they saw her entering and she bought a Chai Frappuccino before joining them.

"Okay, pumpkin; you know I love you but you own us all an apology!"

Kurt's face showed both outrage and guilty:

"Hey! I was the one betrayed by my own family. How could you all know Blaine would propose before me?"

Burt laughed at him:

"That's the point of asking for permission, kiddo. You know better than anybody that Blaine's an old-fashioned guy."

Kurt was a little angry:

"But how could you give it?"

Burt looked intensely in his son's eyes in that way he had of telling you that, although he'd support you in anything, you were crossing a line:

"Because a) I thought that was what you wanted and b) he convinced me when he said you'd want a lot of time to prepare a big white wedding so I wouldn't have to worry about you getting married before you were legally allowed to drink. Besides, he'd have done it even without my permission and you'd have said yes anyway."

"I haven't said it yet."

Louisa smiled fondly of her pouting cousin. She lovingly placed her hand on his arm:

"Kurt, that's not why you're mad about; you've spent your whole birthday trying to discover what Blaine was planning. You knew it was something big and it must have crossed your mind that he wanted to propose."

Kurt looked down while his cheeks and ears were turning red:

"It crossed but I..."

He never finished the sentence and Burt and Louisa exchanged a significant look. She drew her chair closer to her cousin and affectionately passed her arm around his shoulder:

"Pumpkin, you're among the people that love you more than anything in this universe. You can open up..."

He looked at her and smiled, pulling her closer to a hug. It took him a few more moments and more sips from his coffee before starting to speak:

"It's not the idea of spending the rest of my life with Blaine... when we moved in together; this idea was pretty real in my mind. It's the fact of making it official. I'm confused! The past begins to weight all back on me and I wonder if saying yes is the right choice or a big mistake. Do you understand?"

Burt took one of each hand in his:

"Kiddo, marriage is a big deal. It's fine if you need to take your time."

Louisa needed to intervene:

"What's not okay is for you to disappear and not say to anyone on your family where have you been. We were worried sick; you know? And the worse is Blaine: the poor guy is a mess. He's insecure that you don't love him anymore and I even saw him at NYADA one day without a single drop of hair-gel."

Kurt's tears started to flow down his face. Burt rubbed his thumb on the back of his son's hand:

"Where have you been?"

Kurt swallowed a sob and look at his father:

"At Isabelle's. That night when I left the bar, she was the only one that wasn't there and that I knew would open the door to me at that hour. Her apartment is on the building upstairs."

Louisa tentatively asked:

"Can I tell Blaine that?"

Kurt looked at her in despair:

"Please, don't! I need some time away from him to sort things out."

She went on:

"Will you be showing at NYADA soon?"

"Not until I have everything worked out in my head. I'm catching up with my internship while at Isabelle's."

She rolled her eyes:

"Diving into work is not the answer to your problems, Kurtie. What you need is to talk to your boyfriend."

He chuckled in spite of his tears:

"At least something positive came out of it: look at you defending Blaine to me, boo."

She didn't know if she hugged him or punched him. She decided to poke his nose in an annoying way:

"It's because Bowtie haven't done anything wrong this time."

Burt smiled seeing his two kids being there for each other:

"Come on, kiddo; will you tell your answer at least for us? Have I learned all the choreography of Single Ladies for nothing?"

Kurt's face lit up with his irresistible smile:

"That was a wonderful birthday gift. I have the most wonderful family in the universe."

Louisa smirked at him:

"So promise you'll at least consider adding an annoying little hobbit to it. Otherwise, all my teasing would be directed at you."

He approached his face to hers:

"That's a fair point..."

Burt laughed finishing to ease the atmosphere. He looked at his watch and noted he had to go in order not to miss his flight home. Louisa also had to meet Eleanor soon and decided to join him on the subway ride. They both turned to Kurt on their way out of the shop; the boy was intensely analyzing a piece of paper on the message board. Lou called his attention:

"Kurt? Are you coming?"

"Not now; I promised Isabelle to take her fresh coffee on my way back. You guys go ahead."

Louisa raised one eyebrow suspiciously:

"You do know that that's a message board and not where they serve the coffee, right?"

Kurt smirked:

"I'm not insane yet, boo. You better go or you'll miss your appointments."

With one last check on his watch, Burt pulled the girl out of the shop. However, Kurt was up to something and no one would convince her otherwise.

xXxXx

At least her time apart from Finn had brought Rachel a good thing: she had her best friend Brody back. With Blaine and Louisa in town; she and Kurt had grown more and more apart. She guessed it was natural; even more if you considered that Kurt was her boyfriend's brother. To short things up, it was good to have someone to talk to and to help her with Finn issues. Ironically, Finn's number one issue has been Brody himself.

Nevertheless, she needed someone to talk to and she was going to meet Brody for lunch, even if she had to do it without telling Finn. Wasn't she allowed to have friends anymore?

For being too deep in thought, Brody scared her when he joined her on the cafeteria. However, his amused smile made him instantly forgivable.

"I think we can truly say that no one can throw a party like Kurt Hummel, am I right?"

"Tell me about it: I had his father and brother with me the whole weekend. No one knows how to pull up some drama like the Hudson-Hummel family."

Brody smirked:

"Are you talking about the in-laws or mister boyfriend is back to giving you trouble?"

Despite having a complete jerk as best friend; Rachel couldn't keep the grin out of her face remembering how wonderful her boyfriend was:

"Quite the opposite; Finn and I spent the weekend honeymooning in the moments he wasn't joining the collective freak-out about his brother."

"Have you talked all your problems through?"

Brody knew how to hit the spot. She and Finn had been pretending their problems didn't exist. They were again postponing and denying them until they couldn't avoid them anymore. She was intensely staring at her salad when Brody's chuckle caught her attention.

"So typical you; Rach. You know that's not the mature thing to do; right?"

"And what's the mature thing to do? Try to win your ex-girlfriend back by showing her your abs on a go-go boy costume?"

"You're just jealous that you'll never be as good cheerleader as I'm a go-go boy..."

He got quiet while perceiving that his last comment had backfired. She touched his arm to make him look at her:

"Seriously now; how are things with Louisa?"

"Same old; same old... But I do believe that she's not over me and I won't stop fighting for her."

Someone clearing their throat took them by surprise. Rachel didn't know if she was thrilled to have Finn visiting her at NYADA or completely scared about his reaction towards Brody. Her friend also seemed jumpy, because he instantly started to stir in his chair.

Finn had a serious face when he tapped Brody's shoulder:

"No need for stress. What about we agree on some truce, man?"

Brody smiled sincerely:

"Wasn't that what we tried some months ago?"

"Some things got in our way... But what about now? Truce?"

Brody smiled and nodded. Rachel couldn't be happier about the important men of her life being in peace.

xXxXx

"Why the Central Park, Lou?"

Louisa could understand why Blaine was so grumpy in general these days. However, what she failed to understand was why he couldn't agree that a sunny afternoon in the park would lift his spirit.

"Because you had a free period; because it's a beautiful day and because you need it."

He pouted again:

"What I need is Kurt back."

Her first urge was to roll her eyes and sigh; but she was trying to be a supportive good friend:

"You know you haven't actually lost him."

"I miss him home; I miss seing him. You've been seeing him; tell him I withdraw the proposal if that's what he needs to come back."

She passed her arm around his shoulder:

"I saw him once; and you know pretty well that my family loyalty doesn't allow me to give you more details about it. Other than that, we've been exchanging text messages like you guys have. The one thing he keeps repeating is that he loves you very much."

Blaine sighed:

"He tells me that too. But it's still not enough; I miss everything about him."

She could see his pain and it broke her heart:

"I know, pumpkin. He's confused and needs some time to think things through. Just give him this time and you guys will be fine. Come on; let me buy you a hot-dog for lunch."

"Only one?"

He teasing her again was a good sign. He even smiled a little during their junk lunch sitting on a quiet area of the park. Louisa was feeling very relaxed in their little scape; she had been feeling fine for a while and was starting to crave to go back to her normal life. Her daydreams where interrupted by an elbow in her ribbons:

"Look, Lou; it's a squirrel! Let me take a picture of him to send it to Kurt."

The end of the sentence dropped of his mouth as he remembered he shouldn't be sending random pictures to Kurt. She felt a little pain in her chest:

"Send it."

Blaine looked puzzled at her:

"Wasn't you the one telling me just now to respect that he needs some time?"

"Giving him the space he needs doesn't mean not remembering him that you think about him all the time. Besides, who could be mad at something so cute?"

He smirked:

"Thanks."

She hit him in the arm causing them both to laugh:

"Jerk!"

Taking his smile as a cue; she knew then what she had to do:

"You really want to know what I think?"

She began to sing Beauty and the Beast's theme song. He was at first awestruck but slowly began to enjoy her Disney a capella rendition.

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Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

Just a little change

Small to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the beast

Seeing her plan succeed; she put more soul into her performance.

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

Ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

By the end of it; she was singing a completely caricatured version of a song originally sung by a tea-pot.

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song

Bitter sweet and strange

Finding you can change

Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast

Blaine proved himself to be an enthusiast audience. He graced her with a standing ovation by the end of it; to which she thanked with a flourished bow.

"You wouldn't miss the opportunity to call me a beast; right?"

She chuckled:

"Of course not! Especially when the opportunity presented itself so graciously."

Blaine shook his head at her silliness but then stared at her with a serious look:

"Thank you."

She pursed her lips in a fond way:

"That's what friends are for."

xXxXx

Blaine felt like his heart would jump out of his mouth: he had been awakened by a text from Kurt asking him to be at the Madison Square Park by the Chester Alan Arthur Monument at noon. So Blaine was facing the longest subway ride of his life.

He wasn't sure what to wait and he definitively had no idea of what Kurt was up to. But one thing made him sing while preparing breakfast that morning: he could hope.

He arrived early at the park and began to look around trying to see Kurt anywhere. Kurt wasn't there early like him and he began to be anxious that Kurt wouldn't show up at all. He knew it was silly because Kurt wouldn't have messaged him otherwise; but he had been very nervous and insecure lately.

By the stroke of noon, Blaine began to hear music and look for the source of it. Kurt appeared from a corner carrying a small stereo and opened a huge smile when he saw him. A small crowd had started to form around them; staring curiously at the couple.

Kurt walked closer to him but remained a few steps away. He placed the stereo on the ground and turned to Blaine with a nervous look on his face:

"A couple of years ago, a boy sent me a text message that basically changed my life. I never knew something so small could have such a huge impact on my life. However, it was because of that message that I connected to that boy in a way I'll never connect with anyone else. This one is for you, honey."

Kurt started to sing Little Numbers from Boy. Blaine could feel his heart swelling from renewed love for the boy serenading him. Kurt had even prepared some dance moves to go along with it. Blaine couldn't suppress the huge grin that never left his lips; he began to snap his fingers in rhythm with the song.

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Waited for your calling, for the moon

To release me from the longest afternoon

I've re-arranged parts of my living room

But time is hard to kill since I met you

Looking at the cars that drive on by

While spring is making promises outside

Red cars are quite rare I realize

Then I wonder which color you like

Seven little numbers baby, they could be a start

Seven little numbers baby, I know yours by heart

Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty things that we could be

Woo-oh, oh-oh, I feel you in every heart beat

Woo-oh, oh-oh, were you ever in a dream that could come true

These numbers could be lucky for you

Watch the sky change to a darkened blue

I can't think of another thing to do

And every song just makes me think of you

Because the singers sounds as if she was longing,

As if she was longing, too

Seven little numbers baby, they could be a start

Seven little numbers baby, I know yours by heart

Seven little numbers baby, they could make a change

Seven little numbers baby, make a fire out of this flame

Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty things that we could be

Woo-oh, oh-oh, I feel you in every heart beat

Woo-oh, oh-oh, were you ever in a dream that could come true

These numbers could be lucky for you

I read your name on every wall, on every wall, tell me

Is there a cure for me at all, for me at all, tell me

I read your name on every wall, on every wall, tell me

Is there a cure for me at all, for me at all

Woo-oh, oh-oh, all the pretty things that we could be

Woo-oh, oh-oh, I feel you in every heart beat

Woo-oh, oh-oh, were you ever in a dream that could come true

These numbers could be lucky for you

Woo-oh, oh-oh

Woo-oh, oh-oh

Woo-oh, oh-oh

These numbers could be lucky

These numbers could be lucky for you

Very uncharacteristically, Kurt finished his song and passed his arms around Blaine's neck, who took the opportunity to hug him by the waist making sure he'd never let Kurt go again.

Kurt smiled and whispered in his ear:

"In case you were wondering; my answer is yes."

Blaine's smile didn't last long; because, soon enough, Kurt went against his problem with public display of affection to kiss his fiancé right then and there. They heard the wolf-whistles from their audience; which made them laugh in the middle of the kiss.

Blaine took a small ring-box out of his pocket, making it suddenly weight tons less. Kurt smirked maliciously at him:

"You brought the ring?"

"I brought the ring. I had a hitch you'd call me here to give me an answer."

"Cocky."

Blaine chuckled:

"But you love me."

Kurt smiled in that irresistible way of his while extending his hand to Blaine:

"I do."

Blaine carefully placed the ring where it was supposed to have been for months.

xXxXx

Since they have entered their building and the public display of affection restriction no longer applied; Kurt was having a hard time getting Blaine off him. Not that he wasn't as eager to touch Blaine in every way possible as he fiancé was: but he knew the surprises weren't over. He prayed that people had done as he had asked and everything was ready for them at the apartment.

He put the key in its hole but turned to Blaine before opening the door:

"I have a surprise for you..."

"Another?"

Kurt nodded and finally opened the door to see that his surprise was peacefully waking from its nap in a basket in the middle of the living room. Blaine's eyes were like ones of a child on Christmas morning while he looked from the surprise to Kurt:

"Kurt! A puppy? But you said you didn't like dogs in apartments."

Kurt smiled coyly as the dog and Blaine ran straight to each other. The small caramel golden retriever was yapping and trying to bite the finger Blaine was shaking in front of her. He knew he had taken a good decision seeing the way Blaine and the puppy interacted:

"But you do; honey. I saw an announcement for puppies on the coffee-house below Isabelle's building..."

Blaine interrupted him with pain in his eyes:

"That's where you were?"

"Yes. Anyway; I thought that would be the perfect way of saying I'm ready to make a commitment with you. But of course the condition for her to stay is that you'll be the one cleaning up after her and taking her to her needed walks in Central Park."

Blaine pulled him down to sit on the floor by his side and leaned very close to him:

"So I got you back and a puppy on the same day and all I have to do is take care of the two of you? Deal! I'm in."

Kurt smirked:

"You better make sure she stays away from my scarves; otherwise she'll be out on the same minute. I know she'll be kind of huge for our tinny apartment; but I couldn't resist her puppy eyes that looked so much like yours."

Blaine was an inch from making out with him; but they were interrupted by a small sound indicating that the dog had just thrown up on Blaine. Kurt couldn't help but laugh:

"Oh honey; aren't you a puppy magnet. She seems to like you."

Blaine's good mood was unshakable. He went to clean himself up and came back with a huge grin on his face:

"You never told me if she has a name."

"I thought we should name her together. I've been calling her cutie puppy; but I think Elphaba would suit her better."

"I don't know... She doesn't look like an Elphaba to me. What about Katy Perry?"

Blaine's enthusiastic puppy eyes were almost as big as the puppy's itself. Kurt felt a little bad for stating his opinion:

"What if we met some woman named Katy? It'd be extremely awkward to tell our dog has the same name as her..."

He was relieved to see Blaine didn't take it the wrong way. His boyf... fiancé looked more concerned about finding the perfect name. Blaine smiled triumphantly after a while:

"I know a name you won't veto."

"Do tell."

Blaine sat down next to Kurt and spoke in the cutest of ways:

"Satine."

Kurt felt warmer towards the dog now they had found the perfect name for her. He took the puppy in his arms and pecked Blaine on the lips. He rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and began to pet the dog with him:

"Welcome to the family, Satine Anderson-Hummel. You'll be the most spoiled and better dressed dog in all New York."