Blaine sped down the road in the Impala breaking many traffic laws, while doing so, but he hardly noticed.  He would have taken his own, but the chances of his used clunker of a car breaking down on the way to Kurt’s house if he dared to go over 45 mph, were quite likely.  If he could get to Kurt’s house fast enough maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t hate him....

He had read over the missed text messages from Kurt before he had gotten in the car.

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

5:58pm

I’m here!  I hope everything

went okay with your brother.

Can’t wait to see you : ) <3

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

6:17pm

I know you’re not infamous for

being on time, but where are

you, Blaine?!!!

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

6:25pm

Babe!! Where are you?

Is everything okay?

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

6:37pm

Blaaaiiiiine please hurry! What’s

holding you up?

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

6:43pm

Blaine??? Did you forget

What time we made the

reservation?

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

6:55pm

They’re going to give away

our table if you don’t come soon.

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

7:04pm

They gave our table away.

They can get us a booth or

something though.  You better

have quite the excuse for this.

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

7:20pm

Seriously, Blaine? Did

You forget completely?

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

7:26pm

We’ve had this planned for

weeks!  How could you not

show up?  On today of all

days!

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

7:36pm

I’m leaving.

Blaine slowed the car to a stop near the curb in front of the Hummel’s house.  He hopped out of the driver’s side and rushed up to the front door.  After taking a slow, steady breath to calm himself, he rang the doorbell.

He was greeted by Burt Hummel, whose usually welcoming expression hardened when he saw Blaine at the door.

“I’m not sure if it’s a good idea for you to be here right now,” Burt said, forgoing any kind of greeting.

“Mr. Hummel, sir, I’m so sorry about tonight.  I was with my brother and we were…. working on something together.  I lost track of time and I really feel awful, sir.  Could I please speak to Kurt?”

“I’m not so sure Kurt wants to speak with you right now,” Burt answered sternly, “And to be honest, I’m not sure I want you to.  I don’t appreciate you standing him up like that.”

He wasn’t used to Burt talking to him so seriously.  The two usually got along great.  Blaine figured he probably deserved the attitude he was getting now though.

“I am so sorry-”

“Do you know how long he’s been looking forward to this? “ Burt interrupted, “I was so glad when you two got together.  I thought that Kurt might never have a relationship like the two of you have, not as long as we lived in Ohio.  I was so glad to finally see him happy and I like you Blaine, but I’m not so sure I’m okay with the two of you being together if you’re just going to disregard his feelings and toy him around like this.”

Blaine could feel the tears start to burn his eyes as he welled up with shame and embarrassment.

“Please, sir,” Blaine pleaded, “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness.  What I did to Kurt was awful and stupid.  I feel terrible.  Can I please see him so that I can try to apologize?”

Burt scrutinized him for a few more moments before closing the door in Blaine’s face.  That was it, he thought.  He wasn’t allowed to see Kurt anymore.

But then a few seconds later the door opened again and Blaine was face to face with a furious looking Kurt.

“Kurt, I­-“

“Look,” Kurt began sharply as he stepped out onto the porch and closed the door behind him, “I’m only talking to you because my dad said you looked ‘distraught’ and Finn won’t stop bothering me asking if I want to ‘talk about it’.  So what do you want?”

Blaine could see the puffy redness around Kurt’s eyes and took notice of the fact that Kurt was in his pajamas, even though it was barely 8:30pm on a Friday.  Kurt could pretend all he wanted that he was simply angry with Blaine, but the truth was obvious.  Blaine had hurt him.

“I came here to apologize-“ he began.

“Well I should hope so,” Kurt interrupted again as he stepped forward to take a seat on his porch steps, “You kept me waiting by myself at a restaurant where we had a private table reserved to celebrate our anniversary for over an hour and a half!  Do you have any clue how humiliating that was for me?  I mean, I think I knew I had been stood up after the first half hour, but a small part of me still hoped that you would eventually show up so that I could salvage whatever small part of my dignity was left.  I can probably never go back to Breadstix again!  The staff is probably still laughing about it right now!  How could you not show up?  On our anniversary?  Maybe I’m overreacting, but I thought today was a special day for both of us.”

“It was.  I mean, it is,” Blaine said, taking a seat next to his boyfriend, “You have no idea how much I was looking forward to spending tonight with you.  I had everything planned out.  I was going to bring you flowers and give you your gift, but then Cooper showed up and-“

“That’s another thing!” Kurt exclaimed, starting up his rant again, “I thought we told each other everything, Blaine.  You know some of the most personal details of my life.  I’ve told you all my secrets, but there’s a member of your immediate family that I don’t know about?  I was thinking about it after you two left.  There are a lot of things I don’t know about you, Blaine.  I’ve never even been to your house.  We always come here.  I’ve never met your dad.  You say he works out of town a lot and that you guys aren’t very close and I get that, but it’s been a year, Blaine.  These kinds of introductions should have happened by now.  You told me that he works for the family business and that it’s not something you want to do, but you haven’t even told me what the business is!  And now suddenly you’re blowing off our anniversary?  Is there a reason why you won’t let me into your life?  Do you not want me in your life?  I mean I thought we were on the same page, but if you’re not interested in-“

“Hey! Kurt, no, that’s not it at all!” Blaine insisted, “I love you.  So much.  I want to share everything with you, every part of my life, but….”

Blaine looked in to Kurt’s eyes.  Kurt looked back intensely, his eyes filled with a plea to help him understand.

“Do you trust me?” Blaine asked him.

Kurt nodded slowly.

“Then you need to trust me when I tell you,” Blaine continued, “That I love you with everything in me.  I love that you are able to be so open with me and tell me all your secrets and I will try my best to be as honest as possible with you.  But you have to trust me when I say that there are some parts of my life that…. I can’t share with you.  And you wouldn’t want me to.  I’m sorry.”

“Blaine….” Kurt said, “I don’t understand.  What could you possibly be so uncomfortable with that you wouldn’t trust me enough to tell me?”

“It’s not that I can’t trust you with my secrets.  It’s just that…. You’re better off not knowing them.  It’s for your own good.  You have to believe me that this doesn’t mean that I love you any less,” Blaine asserted, “I love you more than anything.  Being with you is by far the best thing that has ever happened to me.  I… I want us to be together for a long time.”

Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pouch.

“I was going to give this to you tonight,” he explained as he handed it over to Kurt.

Kurt opened the pouch to reveal a pure silver ring.

“I know it’s not much,” Blaine said nervously, “It’s not even new.  My dad gave it to me when I was younger, but I was hoping that you would take it.  As a promise ring.”

“A promise ring?” Kurt questioned.

Blaine took Kurt’s hands into his own.

“I want this ring to remind you of how much I love you.  Of how much I want to be with you every day.  It’s a promise to you that I am and will always be yours.”

Kurt stared back at Blaine, his expression unreadable.

“I’ll be right back,” Kurt said quickly as he got up and walked back into the house.

Blaine, you idiot, he thought.  He probably wants to break up with you and you give him a promise ring?!

Kurt appeared moments later holding a narrow, rectangular black box. 

“I got something for you too,” he said, “I guess we were both thinking along the same lines when we chose our gifts for each other.”

He handed Blaine the box to open.  Inside was a bracelet composed of silver links.  The charm on it was engraved with the letters ‘K&B’.

“I love it,” Blaine whispered, “I mean, if you still want me to have it….”

“Of course I want you to have it,” Kurt smiled at him.

“Do you…. accept my promise ring?” he asked quietly.

“Yes, Blaine,” Kurt answered, “I accept your promise ring.”

Kurt leaned in to kiss him softly on the lips as relief washed over Blaine like a tidal wave.  He placed a hand on Kurt’s cheek and moved in closer to deepen the kiss, when Kurt suddenly drew back.

“But,” Kurt breathed, “This doesn’t mean I’m not still mad at you.  You still stood me up on our anniversary.  It’s going to take a lot more than some romantic jibber jabber about how your ‘always mine’ to be forgiven for that one.”

With those final words and a short glare, Kurt hopped up from his place on the porch steps and promptly headed inside.

Blaine beamed after him the whole time.