A/N: I'm sorry guys, I couldn't help it. I've had a million story ideas but they've all been frustrating me, since every time I try to write them they don't turn out the way I need them to. So this is more of a creative exercise of getting words to actually work together on a page than anything. But someone asked for when Kurt found the ring and so I wrote it! It's really just a teeny little drabble. Whatever, hopefully it will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
"Blaine!" Kurt whispered harshly, blinking against the sunlight streaming through the curtains he apparently hadn't bothered to close last night.
His heart still beating hard in his chest, he prodded Blaine's shoulder again, trying to wake him up before Kurt had a freaking heart attack.
Blaine finally cracked an eye open to Kurt's wide-eyed stare, and two thoughts rushed into his sleep-addled brain at once. The first was not completely decent, having something to do with Kurt's bare chest and the way the summer heat already had it gleaming with light sheen of sweat.
And the other thought was simply: Oh.
Kurt lifted his left hand to reveal a glittering but simple silver band on his finger, while wearing an expression that clearly read 'Blaine, what the hell. Is this...?'.
"Yeah", Blaine answered the unspoken question, his voice still rough from sleep, "it is. Uh, I should probably…" He hastily stumbled out of bed and kneeled beside Kurt, who was looking a little shell-shocked.
"Okay, I have to be honest – I didn't really think this through when I put the ring on your finger last night, so I'm sorry that I don't have anything planned to say." He said sheepishly.
"I don't think there is anything I can say that will sufficiently express how much I love you", Blaine ran his hands through his hair and licked his lips nervously before continuing, "so how about you just let me spend the rest of our lives together trying to show you." He reached for Kurt's hand and brushed his thumb across the ring on his finger. "Marry me?"
Kurt laughed once, breathy and disbelieving, before telling Blaine, "Check the drawer". He shot Kurt a confused look, but slid the drawer open anyway, stopping in his tracks when he found a black ring box nestled in the back of it.
"You beat me to it, but I guess it's as good an answer as any." Kurt said, sliding the ring on Blaine's finger and grinning.
Eventually, Kurt would have to run downstairs and tell his family, Blaine would have to call his parents, and both of them would have to let their old glee club friends know. But for now, both men were content to simply spend a day in bed with their husband-to-be.
A/N: Real stuff coming soon guys, I can't write cavity-inducing fluff forever.
Okay, I can, but where's the fun in that? :)