"I said no, Blaine."
My husband gave me a pouty look.
"C'moooooooon, Kurt! It'll be fun!"
"How is delving into a room full of dust and old furniture considered fun?"
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaase?"
"... If I say yes, will you quit acting like a five-year-old?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, fine."
Blaine smiled like he was going to Disneyworld. Even though we were just going into the loft's storage room. Why he wanted to was a mystery to me.
Without another word, my husband took me by the hand and dragged me upstairs.

"Hey, look! My old Harry Potter box set!"
I stared at him. "Wait, don't you have that in your office?"
"These are in German!"
"... Blaine, honey, you don't speak German."
"So?"
I sighed. Sometimes, Blaine was one seriously crazy fruit-loop.
Blaine rummaged around in the pile a little more before bringing out a CD.
"Hey look! It's a Warbler's CD!"
"... Warbler's CD?"
"The Warblers always record all songs from the year. You'd know that if you'd stayed the whole year."
"Let it go, sweetie."
"Never. I shall always hold it over you, just like with the height thing."
"You're only one fourth of an inch taller than me now!"
"And don't you forget it."
I rolled my eyes. God, Blaine could be such an idiot.
But he was my idiot.
"Hey... this CD is from the 2010-2011 school year."
I looked up. "Wasn't that the year we met?"
Blaine stopped. Then grinned like a moron.
Without saying another word, he hoped out of the pile and ran over to the desk, which held a (now-somewhat antique) CD player. He popped in the disk and pressed play.
"Blaine, what are you-"
I stopped as I heard the beginning of an extremely familiar song.
But not just any song.
No, it was the song.
Blaine started to sing.
"You think I'm pretty,
Without any make-up on.
You think I'm funny,
When I tell the punchline wrong.
I know you get me,
So I let my walls come down,
Down."
It was silly. But, hey, this was the first thing I heard my soul mate sing. So I joined in.
"Before you met me,
I was alright,
But things were kinda heavy,
You brought me to life,
Now, every February, you'll be my Valentine,
Valentine."
We moved closer together, never breaking eye contact.
"Let's go all the way tonight,
No regrets,
Just love.
We can dance,
Until we die.
You and I,
We'll be young forever!
You make me
Feel like I'm livin' a
Teenage Dream,
The way you turn me on,
I can't sleep,
Let's run away and
Don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back!"
We started dancing, Blaine leading, of course. Even though we'd been married for nearly twenty years, I still felt like that teenage boy, stepping into Dalton for the first time.
As the song ended, we both whispered the last few lines together.
"I'mma get your heart racin'
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream
Tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream
Tonight."

I giggled and we kissed sweetly.
We were interrupted when we heard a sound like a camera lens shuttering.
Elise stood in the doorway, smiling like the Cheshire Cat.
"You guys are too cute, y'know that?"
"Elise!" Blaine shouted.
Our daughter giggled and ran off.
"Elise Marie Hummel-Anderson, you get back here and give me that camera right now!"
"Heck no, this is going on Flitter!"

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Blaine Hummel-Anderson: You are in so much trouble, young lady!
Elise Hummel-Anderson: For what? Posting an adorable picture of you and Dad?
Kurt Hummel-Anderson: She's got you there, dear.
Blaine Hummel-Anderson: Whose side are you on?
Travis Hummel-Anderson: Guys, we're all in the same house, you don't have to have this conversation online. Now, please keep it down, I have three blueprints due at the university tomorrow.