A/N: Hello everyone! I know that it's only October but, I've had this idea for a Christmas fic for quite a while. Reviews are love!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee
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Blaine was leaning against the piano in the McKinley Choir room, resting his head on his hand, watching Kurt gracefully move his hands across the keys. Silently humming along with the carol Kurt was playing, Blaine glanced out the window to the parking lot. A small dusting had snow had formed and, flakes had just started falling again. Blaine loved snow, it was so beautiful and pure. He could spend hours looking out at the winter wonderland nature gave us. But then, Kurt started singing.
"Silent night, Holy night..."
The only thing Blaine loved more than snow, was Kurt. In a way, Kurt was just like snow. His porcelain skin made him seem so pure, his glasz eyes that enticed you and kept you looking for hours. Kurt's body in a whole was a wonderland, a wonderland only Blaine got to see. A wonderland that Blaine could spend hours exploring and never get tired of.
"...Round yon virgin, mother and child..."
Mother and child...Blaine would've loved to meet Kurt's mom. From the pictures in the Hummel house, Blaine could tell she was a beautiful and kind hearted woman. As much as Kurt liked sharing memories of his mother with Blaine, Blaine didn't often bring it up. After each story Kurt would get this, sad smile and distant look in his eye that would tear up a little. Blaine didn't want to make Kurt cry, Blaine just wanted Kurt happy.
"...Sleep in Heavenly peace..."
Blaine liked sleeping with Kurt. Not sexually, don't get Blaine wrong he loved that, but physically. Just waking up with Kurt in his arms made Blaine smile. Kurt's bed hair was adorable and his habit to curl and clutch onto anything nearby. The way Kurt would murmur in his sleep and how his face was so peaceful you'd think nothing was wrong in his world. Blaine definitely wants to wake up, with Kurt clutching him every morning. The piano stops, and Kurt looks up from the keys into Blaine's eyes. Kurt quirks his head to the side, a small smile forming on his face.
"What're you thinking about?" Kurt asks.
"I'm thinking about how we're going to get married someday" he responds. Yes, Blaine would do anything to spend the rest of his life exploring Kurt's wonderland, listening to his memories, being his pillow, and watching his face form that surprised yet excited smile.
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