Hello! I wanted to do a one shot that came to my mind. Also, I'm doing this on my phone right now so please bear with me. I don't know why this popped into my head but I'm glad it did. Enjoy!

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Kurt Hummel had only been going to McKinley High School for a few weeks now and he had already made zero friends. He wasn't surprised. Going to school in Ohio when you're openly gay isn't exactly the dream high school experience for most people. He thought he was getting along with someone in his cooking class, Blaine Anderson, but Blaine stopped talking to him just as quickly as he started. And so ended his hope that things might actually turn out pretty well for him.

Kurt walked to his locker to grab his things and go home when a paper fell from the door. He thought he had forgotten a paper after lunch until he noticed that it was in an envelope. He looked around trying to see the source of the envelope. No one seemed to notice him. He shrugged and opened the envelope and inside was a note.

Kurt,

Your eyes burn into my soul like the heat of a thousand candles. They're mesmerising and I think about them daily. There isn't a color in this world that could describe them. I see myself in your eyes and I love what I see. I'm too scared to talk to you because I know that when I look into your eyes, I'm either going to forget what I wanted to say or say something stupid.

Just know that even when I'm not looking at you, I'm thinking about you and your eyes.

-Your Secret Admirer

Kurt didn't realize he was smiling until he felt his mouth hurting. He had no clue who could've sent this. He didn't have any friends and he didn't talk to anyone. He wasn't a member of any clubs and he barely even spoke in class. Whether he knew who sent it or not, it made him smile and he was going to keep it so he would always have something to think about. He put the letter in his backpack and headed to the parking lot.

The next day was better for Kurt. Not for any particular reason. His school day was the same as always but he kept thinking about the note and it was enough to keep a smile on his face. He was reading it in his cooking class when he noticed Blaine staring at it.

"Can I help you?" Kurt asked.

"What is that?" Blaine responded.

"It's personal. Why do you care?" Kurt asked a little harshly.

"I'm just wondering. What does it say?" Blaine whispered.

"It doesn't matter, okay?" Kurt turned his attention toward the front of the class.

After his day ended, he made his way to his locker once more. He was starting to get frustrated at his lack of companionship at the school because it was starting to get more and more lonely. He could only hope that it would get better because if it didn't, he might just ask his dad if he could be homeschooled. Kurt opened his locker when another piece of paper fell from his locker. He bent down to pick it up and, heart racing and hands shaking, he opened it again.

Kurt,

My heart continually pounds whenever you are near. My voice continues to be silent. My hands shake uncontrollably and my brain turns to mush. I can't think or concentrate whenever you are in my mind and I try to express how I feel through my eyes. But every time I make eye contact with you, I have to look away because I could stare at your eyes until the end of time.

I know you have no idea who I am and while I know that might be frustrating for you, I'm not ready to come clean yet. I'm not ready to be turned down by someone as incredible as you. I know that there is no way on Earth that someone as amazing as you would ever like a guy like me. So, for now I need to hide behind these letters and hope that when you discover who I am, that you will like me just as much as I do, you.

-Your Secret Admirer

Kurt couldn't contain his smile. He wasn't as invisible and lonely as he felt. Someone liked him. Someone wanted to be around him. His smile disappeared just as quickly as he came. He may have a secret admirer but they were still a mystery. Until he decided to reveal himself, Kurt would continue to be alone. He didn't think there was anyway that he would ever turn this guy down. Not after these 2 beautiful letters. All he could do was hope that whoever his secret admirer was, would feel brave enough to come forward soon.

Three days had passed since his last letter and he couldn't pretend that he wasn't a little disappointed. The letters gave him hope. Now he felt like it was just some sick joke someone decided to play on him. Thank God it was the weekend. He wanted to take the weekend and decide what he wanted to do with his education. He was highly leaning towards home schooling or online. At least then he didn't have to worry about not having any friends. He hiked his backpack further up his shoulder and headed to grab his books from his locker. When he opened it, out came a paper. Kurt couldn't ignore the pound his heart gave.

Kurt,

I am so sorry that it's been 3 days and I haven't given you a letter. I got really busy. You know that midterms are coming up. Please know that I didn't forget about you and I still think of you daily. You mean so much to me even if I don't have the guts to tell you that in person. I am going to use the whole weekend to try and pluck up the courage to at least start talking to you.

I am going to leave you with something simple for the weekend.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

No one in this world

Is more precious than you

I love your smile

I love your eyes

In the end I'll come clean

And hope you'll be my prize

Have a good weekend.

-Your secret admirer

Kurt pulled the note to his heart, smiling and trying to hide the blush that so obviously made its way onto his face.

Bright and early Monday morning, Kurt showed up to school early. He had a few things to print off in the library before school started. Kurt had 'I Want to Hold Your Hand' by the Beatles stuck in his head and started singing it as he went to his locker. He was startled when a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just couldn't help hearing you sing. You're very talented. I should know; I'm very talented too. My name is Rachel Berry and I'm the captain of the New Directions, the glee club here at McKinley. You're in luck because we are currently looking for new members. Would you like to join?"

Kurt didn't answer right away. This girl, Rachel talked to fast that his brain was still registering what she said.

"Um...well, I don't know. I haven't really thought about it."

"You should. You're countertenor voice would be amazing to sing back up to me." She smiled.

"Why would I want to join a club where all I'm going to do is sing back up?" Kurt asked.

"There are plenty of opportunities to sing solos. Every week we're given an assignment and we usually sing solos all week."

"I don't know, Rachel. I'm still new and I'm just trying to learn the system." Kurt closed his locker. "But thank you."

Kurt turned to walk down the hallway to the library.

"Wait, Kurt. Please!" Rachel yelled.

Kurt stopped and turned around.

"What?"

"Look, I know I came off too strong. I tend to do that and I'm sorry. But glee club is the best club to join when you don't know where else to go. It's a place where we are encouraged to be ourselves. We're all a big family in there. Like every family, we fight and have our differences but there's nothing that we wouldn't do for each other. Listen...I know what it's like to be an outsider...I still am. But now I'm an outsider with friends. I know that with you, it's going to be a lot harder to fit in but in glee club, being yourself is the best thing you can be. Please...just come and audition. With your voice there's no way you won't get in. After school, 4 o'clock, the choir room." She smiled and turned around.

Kurt believed her. She sounded so genuine that he would be a fool to think she was lying. He shrugged and decided that it wouldn't hurt to try out. He headed to the library and thought about what song he was going to sing.

"So...I heard that you might be trying out for glee club." Blaine said.

"Woah. You're actually talking to me." Kurt responded.

"Why is that surprising?"

"Because you've barely spoken to me in weeks. And then you randomly stopped with no explanation."

"I'm sorry. I tend to come on a little needy at first and I didn't want to scare you away. But, I'm going to try. If I come on a little strong, let me know because it's something I'm working on."

Kurt furrowed his brow.

"Okay. Okay, I will." He smiled.

"Great! So, you're auditioning?"

"I'm considering it. Rachel was very convincing but I haven't decided for sure."

"You should. I'm in the glee club. It's so much fun. It's the best part of my day."

"Really? You're in glee club?"

"Yeah! I love it."

"Rachel said that it would be a lot easier being like me in glee club."

"What do you mean 'being like me'?" Blaine asked curiously.

"Being gay. She said that I could be myself without being judged."

"Oh yeah. I'm not judged for being gay. Santana isn't judged for being a lesbian. Or Quinn and Mercedes for being Christian. Or Artie being in a wheelchair. We're all one big messed up family. We fight, we steal each others boyfriends and girlfriends, we overreact, we disagree on songs, we all fight for the spotlight and we are definitely the underdogs of the school...but I wouldn't change my experience in there for anything in the world. They're my best friends and I am so grateful that I can love who I want and be who I want without fear of being ridiculed. For the first time in my life...being gay is the best thing I can be."

"Wow. It sounds amazing in there."

"It is." He smiled. "So, are you going to give it a shot?"

"Yeah...yeah, I guess so. I'll be there."

Kurt,

Word travels fast here at McKinley and I heard you're auditioning for glee club. I can't wait to hear you sing. I know you are going to do incredible. We're all one big screwed up family with so much love for each other and I know you'll fit right in. I'll see you soon!

-You're Secret Admirer

Kurt held the letter to his chest as his heart swelled. They must have known he needed this letter right now because he was so nervous to sing. But there was another rush of joy and excitement within him...whoever was writing these letters was in glee club!

Kurt showed up promptly at 4 o'clock. One thing his mother had taught him before she died was punctuality. He always felt the need to make a good first impression and he was determined to keep it. He took a deep breath and walked into the choir room. They all turned to look at him when he entered. He saw the girl, Rachel from the other day smiling at him and waving, holding hands with Finn Hudson, the star football player. He saw Mike Chang, his partner in chemistry, and Mercedes Jones. He didn't have a class with her but everyone knew who she was. He saw Artie Abrams in his wheelchair sitting next to Quinn Fabray, the head cheerleader. Everyone else was a stranger to him except for Blaine. He was sitting in the back next to a boy with (obviously) dyed blonde hair and big lips.

"Hi! You must be Kurt Hummel. Rachel and Blaine told us you might be coming in." Mr. Schuester stepped forward and held out his hand. "It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you as well, Mr. Schuester."

"Are you ready to perform?"

"I guess so. I didn't really have a lot of time to prepare. But I always have something in my pocket."

"Well, then. Show us what you've got. What will you be singing?" He asked, heading to sit down in front of the glee club that had all taken their seats.

"I'll be singing 'Blackbird' by The Beatles."

Kurt left school that day feeling proud of himself. He performed better than he had in a long time, he got into glee club and he already had lunch plans with Mercedes for tomorrow. He felt like things were finally looking up. He arrived at his car but realized that he forgot his keys in his locker. Silently cursing to himself, he headed back inside. He ran into someone on the way in.

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry."

They said at the same time. Kurt looked up to see Blaine staring at him.

"Oh, hi, Blaine. I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there. I was kind of in a hurry."

"It's fine, Kurt. Don't worry about it. What's the rush?" He asked.

"My car keys. It might be hard to drive without my keys." He winked.

Blaine gave a small laugh that he was able to disguise as a cough.

"Oh, well...then I'll let you go." He said not looking at Kurt.

"Okay...bye, Blaine."

"Bye!"

Kurt walked inside and started walking to his locker. He started thinking about Blaine. He was really sweet but he still couldn't get him to open up. He was so confusing. One minute, he was fine and talking, making jokes and laughing and the next, he doesn't talk to him for weeks. And now he's back to acting awkward. Kurt didn't understand. Then he started thinking about his eyes. The mere thought of Blaine's eyes made Kurt shudder. They were stunning. They changed colors all the time and they were always so soft. Kurt could probably stare at them for hours and never get sick of the view.

He finally made it to his locker when the familiar fall of a paper fell down. He smiled and picked it up.

Kurt,

I knew you would be incredible. But I didn't know you would touch me the way you did. Your voice is like a silver bell. I want to listen to you sing every day of my life. It is so soothing I want to cry. I could fall asleep listening to your voice. And now that you're in glee club, it can be the best part of your day.

Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself, 'Oh! There you are! I've been looking for you forever.' Watching you do 'Blackbird' this week...that was the moment for me...about you. You move me, Kurt.

-Your Secret Admirer

Kurt gasped.

Blaine arrived at school the next day terrified. Was the letter too much? It must have been. He barely talked to Kurt and here he was talking about forever and "you move me". What was he thinking?! He was frustrated now. He ruined his chance with Kurt before it even started. He opened his locker and was surprised to see a piece of paper fall from the shelf. He looked around for some sort of sign as to what it was, but when he found nothing, he picked it up.

Dear, Blaine,

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream.

You move me too.

-Your Secret Admirer

P.S. Turn around

Blaine turned slowly, not knowing what to expect. In front of him stood Kurt, holding a single red rose and showing the biggest smile Kurt had ever seen.

"Kurt? What's going on?" Blaine asked.

"I know you're my secret admirer." He said shyly.

"What...but...but how did you know?"

"'It can be the best part of your day.' If I'm not mistaken, those were the exact words you told me to get me to join."

"I didn't want you to find out this way. I'm so embarrassed." He looked down at his feet but was looking back in the blue eyes when Kurt brought his chin up.

"Hey! I'm not. I'm so happy right now. And honestly, I'm so glad it's you."

"Really?" Blaine smiled.

"Absolutely."

Blaine blushed.

"What do you say we get some coffee after school?" Kurt flirted.

"Yeah...yeah, I'd like that."

Kurt came home after a long hard day of work. He entered the front door and shuffled off his shoes, placing his coat on the coat hanger next to him.

"Honey! Honey, I'm home." He was answered with silence. "Blaine? Honey, are you here?"

He made his way into the kitchen to see if he was cooking and just didn't hear him but was met with emptiness. Kurt was confused. Blaine normally would have texted him if he wasn't going to be home. He looked everywhere in the house before heading to his room to see if he could find his husband.

"Blaine?" He said opening the door. Silence. He noticed a paper lying on the comforter and went to pick it up.

My dearest Kurt,

I have a surprised planned for us tonight and I am out finishing up. I'll be home soon.

I love you more than I did the day I knew I fell in love with you and I will love you more tomorrow than I do today. I still feel lucky that someone as incredible as you managed to fall in love with me. I consider everyday with you, a gift. These past 7 years with you have been the best of my life. There is no one I would rather fight with, no one I would rather kiss. No one I would rather sleep with and no one I would rather spend everyday for the rest of my life with.

I love you my darling. Please do not ever forget how loved, special, amazing, handsome, talented and sweet you are. You are my whole world and I can't wait to see what the rest of our lives bring us.

I love you.

-Your Secret Admirer

Kurt had to hold back his tears. Even after being married for 2 years, Blaine still managed to make his knees go weak. He always felt his heart turn to putty whenever Blaine did something like this, which was quite often.

Kurt folded up the letter and went to his closet. He pulled down a box he had on a shelf and opened it. Inside, laying on top of one another, were every single letter Blaine had ever written to him over the years. The first one, the one where he finally admitted he loved Kurt, the one in he had given him after they made love for the first time. He also had the one he wrote in college after a huge fight that almost ended in a breakup. That one was next to his favorite letter of all. That was the letter Blaine had given him when he proposed. He kept every single one just as Blaine had kept all of the one's from Kurt. To some, it may have seemed tacky but these letters showed the undying proof that Kurt and Blaine loved each other and would be in love until the end of time.

Hope you guys enjoyed! It might seem a little cheesy but I needed something fluffy. Tell me what you think! xoxo