It was an exhausting day for Kurt. Between NYADA and he had less and less time for himself, but today he was thankful for the fact that he didn't have time to think. He didn't want to have a break down in public.
He opened the door to his apartment, sighing with relief that Rachel, her weird naked boyfriend and Santana were busy tonight. He got out of his coat and made his way towards their fridge to take out his comfort food.
There was nothing better than cheesecake.
He put on Moulin Rouge and sat down with the plate in his hands. Just as he was about to dig in, Someone knocked.
Kurt groaned, putting down his cheesecake and got up to open the door.
"Satan if you once again forgot the keys I'm going to-" He stopped in the middle of the sentence, frozen.
There he was. The love of his life. His ex-boyfriend. Standing at his doorstep with flowers and a box, on their anniversary, with a hopeful look on his face.
"Hi" Blaine's face lit up instantly, a small smile gracing his features.
"Hi" Kurt replied with a smile of his own.
"I brought cheesecake."
Kurt threw his arms around Blaine's neck and kissed him chastely, mouth closed, just a feather light graze of his lips on Blaine's.