"Hey."
Blaine's pixelated face blinks to life on Kurt's laptop screen, steadies and resolves. He's frowning, brows knitted together and his lips pursed, until, Kurt guesses, Kurt's face resolves for him, and then he's grinning.
"Hi," Kurt says, knowing full well he's wearing a smile to match.
There's a long beat of just looking, of both of their gazes shifting across the backdrops of the New York apartment and Blaine's bedroom and then Blaine says, "I really wish you didn't have to catch that plane."
Kurt sighs and feels his belly twist with wanting things he can't have. "Blaine I—"
"I know."
"School. I can't just… If I had missed my flight and stayed longer I'm not sure I'd have ever been able to tear myself away."
Blaine's lips quirk back up again and his lashes drop as he stares down at the keyboard. "I'm gonna send you an email," he says after a deep breath.
"Okay…"
"Read it. And don't… just read it but keep talking to me."
"Why? What—"
"It's a thing and I… I don't want to push," is all Blaine says. Kurt alt-tabs to his email and hits refresh but there's nothing there.
"You proposed to me in front of half of Ohio," he teases.
"I wanted it to be everything."
"I know."
"I wasn't trying to pressure you into saying anything you didn't want to. That didn't even occur to me."
"Hey," Kurt makes him stop, aware the furrow between his brows is threatening without even having to alt-tab back into skype. He hits refresh again. "I like that you know me well enough to know I'd have said no even if we'd done it on national TV."
Blaine breathes out. "I know."
"I meant it. I meant yes."
"I know."
Kurt hits refresh again and there's still nothing. "So where's this email?"
"Oh, right." He can hear Blaine hitting the keys and he switches back to watch Blaine's face as he types. "Sent."
Kurt counts to five and hits refresh again.
From:
Blaine Anderson
Subject:
Wedding
Kurt forgets how to breathe for a second, his head swimming and his stomach knotting and not all of it's good but some of it is glorious. He still hasn't quite untangled his thoughts and feelings beyond his answer being a resounding yes and his plan simply being to spend eternity with Blaine.
He clicks it open.
1. Set a date.
2. New York or Ohio
3. Pick a season (and a venue, but see (8))
4. Vows
5. Singing at the wedding
6. Honeymoon (!)
7. Children, careers, home
8. Theme. Place. Size
9. Wedding party (who?)
10. Bachelor parties
That's all it says and the twisting, swooping, buzzing feeling in Kurt's stomach is intensifying and filling his head. His temples throb with the beginning of a headache.
"Kurt, are you okay?"
Kurt alt-tabs back to Blaine guiltily and rouses a smile. "Yeah. It's a lot."
"No pressure." Blaine shrugs and provides a crooked smile.
"It's over-whelming."
"Hey." Blaine waits for Kurt to meet his eyes or at least look straight at the screen and focus. "I get that this is a lot but I trust you to push me back if it's too much. We have to talk about it."
"Because otherwise we're not talking about it."
"Getting married should be fun."
"It's just… a lot."
"I know."
"Can I… Blaine don't take this the wrong way but can I take a little bit of time to just process? Between the proposal and the flight home and—"
Blaine stops chewing on his bottom lip to interrupt. "Yeah, yeah, of course, no problem. As long as that's what it is. And… I trust you. I trust you to tell me if it's more than just processing."
"I think it's just processing."
"Can you log on to say good night before you go to sleep?"
Kurt grins and feels his heart start to settle again. He's still not sure what he's feeling but he knows the important bits. "At the very least. Call me if you're going to sleep and you haven't heard from me."
Blaine grins and his eyes are earnest. "Thanks, Kurt."
"I love you."
"Love you, too."
And then the screen goes black.