Kurt threw himself on his plushed bed. Finals had been killing him, though he knew he was going to pass hands down, he just wanted to cram some extra details in his brain before the tests. It were times such as those when he couldn't wait for Summer vacation.

Walking down outlet malls with Blaine and Mercedes, watching musicals with Blaine or Rachel, even working in the shop with with his father seemed like something that he could not wait to do. The Summer was so close, yet so far away. Kurt could not wait to spend more time with Blaine even though the other boy had planned to work at Six Flags. Oddly enough, the job would still leave more 'couple time' than Dalton had left the boys.

Just the thought of Blaine at that moment left a large void that Kurt just couldn't fill. He looked at his phone, sighed when he noticed that his boyfriend would still be at Warbler practice. Was it too much to ask just to hear his boyfriend's charming voice? Apparently it was.

'You make me feel like I'm living a Teenage Dream!'

Katy Perry's voice seemed to attack Kurt's ears forcing him to wake from his dreamless nap. Aggravated, Kurt snatched his phone from his nightstand and answered the call without checking the caller ID. "Hm-llo?"

"Kurt? Is that you?" Blaine's voice asked from the other line.

"Blaine?" Kurt squeaked in surprise. He glanced around in hopes to spot the alarm clock to figure out just how long he had been asleep. "What time is it?"

"Just passed six thirty... were you sleeping?" Blaine asked, his voice seemingly amused.

Kurt shook his head, "Um, no... well kind of..."

"Oh, well... are you too tired to meet me at the shopping center ten minutes away from your house?" Blaine piped up, Kurt could have practically hear the smile on his boyfriend's face.

"Of course not! Just give me twenty minutes and I'll be right there," Kurt answered, jumping out of bed to check his reflection. Yeah, he definitely needed those extra ten minutes to fix himself up.

"Okay, can't wait! Love you." Blaine hung up.

'Well... he seemed in a hurry...' Kurt thought to himself.

Kurt parked his car, catching Blaine in the corner of his eye as he switched gears. His boyfriend's back faced Kurt and seemed to be busy with something in his car.

"Blaine!" Kurt called as he locked his car door. Blaine looked over his shoulder and grinned in response.

"Hey Kurt," Blaine faced the inside of his car again.

"So... um..." Curiosity picked at Kurt, "What do you have there?" Blaine looked over his shoulder again and turned to face Kurt. "Um... what's that?" Kurt asked.

Blaine held a ball of fur. "It's a dog, silly!" Right when he said that, the fur began to move. Big, brown eyes peered up at Kurt. The dog had beige fur with a tan spot on each of his ears and one on his left eye. Blaine held him close. "I found him at the parking lot at school and he just started following me. I couldn't just leave him! I mean, look at him... he's so small and fragile!"

"I see..." Kurt muttered, eying the tiny puppy carefully.

"It's only a puppy, I'm guessing about two to three months. Poor guy was just wandering around aimlessly. I felt so bad!" Blaine cuddled his face closer to the puppy.

"Okay... what are planning to do with it?" Kurt asked.

"Him, Kurt, it is a him... and... I don't know... my parent's don't allow pets at home and I can't just leave him out in the streets. That's why I asked you to come here-"

"Oh no, Blaine, I can't, I don't have the time and-"

"Come on Kurt! You have been complaining to me that you are so bored at home and how at times you feel lonely. Also, I know Finn has been wanting a dog, though, probably one that is bigger, but I'm sure he won't mind. Also, you are such a great son that your parent's won't say no!" Blaine argued in one breath.

"Blaine..."

"Kurt, I know you probably don't even want a dog... but I just know that he'll grow onto you," Blaine cooed as he snuggled against the puppy.

Kurt peered down at the tiny ball of fur in the other boy's arms. "But Blaine-"

"Kurt... please, he's just a puppy..." Blaine muttered.

The puppy began to whimper.

Kurt muttered to himself.

"What was that?" Blaine asked.

"I said fine!" Kurt sighed.

Blaine jumped in place, "Yes! Thank you so much Kurt, you have no idea how happy I am now!"

Kurt sighed, the things he did to see Blaine smile.

Burt, honestly did not know what to say. Kurt and Blaine walked into the house with a bundle of fur tucked snugly into the crook of Blaine's arm. "Umm, hey boys... what's going on?"

Kurt eyed Blaine discreetly, "Um... nothing much-"

"Actually, Mr. Hummel, we were wondering if we could talk to you and Carole?" Blaine said after he cleared his throat.

"Blaine..." Kurt groaned.

"No problem, Anderson, what's up?" Burt asked, his arms crossed.

"Oh hello, Blaine! how are you today?" Carole suddenly walked over to the living-room.

"I'm doing fine, yourself?" Blaine greeted, smile set on his face.

"I'm doing..." Her eyes dropped down to the bundle of fur snugged into Blaine's arm. "Um, Blaine... what's that you're holding?"

"Actually, this is what we wanted to talk to you about," Blaine stated. The fur began to stir and popped up to look straight at Burt.

"Um, boys, is that a..."

"Is that a puppy?" The four in company looked up to find Finn running down the stairs, a glimmer of excitement sparkled in his eyes. "Can I hold it?" He asked once he reached Blaine.

"Of course," Blaine chuckled, handing over the tiny pup.

"Aww, look at it! He's so mini," Finn gushed. "Who's is it?"

Blaine sighed, a small smile creeped onto his lips. "Well, I was hoping that Kurt could be the owner- with Burt and Carole's blessings' of course!"

"A dog? Kurt's going to take care of it?" Burt let out a chuckle, as if the idea of Kurt owning a dog was crazy.

"What's so funny?" Kurt asked, his eyebrow perched.

Burt cleared his throat after he heard the annoyed tone of his son's voice, "Well, you aren't one for dogs... I was just surprised. Did you agree to take care of the little guy?"

"Actually, yes I did. As long as you and Carole said yes."

"I really don't see a problem with the boys having a little dog," Carole chimed in.

"Um, neither do I. I'll help, feed, walk bathe it, anything!" Finn added on, his gaze still trained on the puppy cradled in his large arms.

Burt nodded, deep in thought. "So... what're you planning to call it?"

Kurt closed the door to his room and placed down the bags of dog supplies, the puppy jumped out of his arms. "Hey, calm down!" Kurt called as the young dog attempted to jump onto the bed.

Blaine and Kurt left to the pet store after the talk with the family. Kurt found out the puppy was half Pomeranian, half Pekingese and only four months. Kurt made sure to buy a at least four collars to match his outfits, the best brand-named food, a bed (who's colors matched his own), and porcelain dishes. If that dog was going to be under his care, he can only have the best of the best!

Blaine drove to his own home after shopping, promised to call after he was settled.

Kurt walked over to his bed and plopped down next to the hyperactive puppy. "I need to name you don't I?" The young canine tilted his head at Kurt's words."To tell you the truth, I'm not the best at naming things. The last pet I had was already named, so I didn't have to worry about that."

Katy Perry's voice cut Kurt's words short.

"Hello?" He answered with a sigh.

"Hey there, Gorgeous!" Blaine chirped.

"Hello," Kurt sighed. "I have bad news."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know what to name to dog."

"Oh, is that all?" Kurt was, again, able to hear the smile in Blaine's voice.

"Well, I can't call him dog!"

Blaine chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Kurt scoffed.

"You are so dramatic, just another thing I love about you." Kurt couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure the little guy will be named soon enough." Blaine paused. "I could see the North star outside my window."

"Yeah?" Kurt chuckled.

"Yeah, but I don't need to wish anything tonight. I already have what I want."

"Oh, and what is that?" Kurt asked.

"You," Blaine answered simply.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah... you know what this star is named right?" Blaine added.

"What?"

"Polaris," Blaine sighed, but not out of boredom, but as if in a dreamlike state.

They exchanged more words then hung up. Kurt let out a soft sigh then turned to face the puppy, who had his head down, rested on the end of the bed. "I think I have a name for you," Kurt said softly. "Polaris."