A/N: So... remember when I said I wasn't sure how long it was gonna take me to update? I certainly didn't expect it to be one and a half years. I have no excuse for this other than being hit with a lot of real life stuff and an extreme case of writers block. I haven't written anything of significance in between my last update and this weekend, so this is sort of me getting back on track. I am sorry that I made you wait for so long!
Blaine is kind of nervous on the ride back to his house but that is nothing compared to the panic that sets in as soon Kurt parks the car and they start walking up to his door.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asks, a big frown on his face when Blaine barely manages to fish out his keys from his pocket with his shaking hands.
Blaine shrugs, feigning composure even though he feels anything but composed. "Just nerves, I guess. I'm honestly just really excited to get to call you mine again."
And hopefully, that sentiment will be even more official in a few minutes, he adds in his mind.
Kurt smiles fondly at him and takes the keys. "Let me," he offers, opening the front door and handing Blaine the keys back. He steps inside but turns back to Blaine after a moment. "You're not..." he starts, sounding a little unsure, "you're not nervous because you think I'm expecting anything from you, are you?"
"What do you mean?" Blaine asks, stepping inside as well and closing the door behind them.
"We don't have to have sex, Blaine," Kurt says, twisting his fingers a little to cover up for what Blaine is sure are nerves, "that's what I'm saying. Just because we did at the wedding, doesn't mean we have to jump right back into that level of intimacy."
Blaine laughs. "Kurt, I appreciate that but I promise I'm fine. I know you're not expecting anything. After all, I'm the one who invited you over to my house."
Kurt smirks, obviously convinced that Blaine is okay. "Why, Blaine, are you saying you have ulterior motives?" he teases, running his hands over Blaine's chest and backing him up slowly until Blaine's back hits the wall.
"Kurt Hummel, do you not take me to be the gentleman that I am?" he asks, pretending to be outraged at the implication but it's hard to do so when he feels hot all over. Kurt's gaze is so intense he almost lets out a whimper.
"Can I kiss you?" Kurt asks, eyes set on Blaine's lips.
Blaine huffs out a breath. "You really don't have to ask."
Kurt crowds into his space at once and kisses Blaine firmly on the mouth, sweetly first and then... less sweetly. Despite the wall supporting his back, Blaine feels himself go weak in the knees at the kiss and is sure he'll slump down if he doesn't grab onto something. He settles for Kurt's shoulders, angling his head a little to the side to pull Kurt even closer toward him.
By the time Kurt has moved from his mouth to his neck, Blaine is turning into a puddle of goo right in the house entrance. He is immensely thankful for the distraction but he really wants to get over with the big question he is supposed to be asking. And maybe after, he can return the favour and kiss Kurt senseless as well.
"Kurt- hey Kurt, oh," he tries and closes his eyes at the feeling of Kurt gently biting the sensitive skin right below his right ear. "Kurt, slow down for a minute."
Kurt steps away, a hungry look in his eyes that Blaine really doesn't want to deny but they were kind of talking about taking it slow just a few minutes ago and Blaine just really needs to go through with the proposal before the jitters make him explode.
"Sorry," Kurt starts. "I'm-"
"Not complaining, Kurt, I swear," Blaine interrupts him. "But um – I don't really know how to tell you I want to move this to my bedroom without making it sound like an innuendo – but there's something I want to show you."
"Still sounding like an innuendo," Kurt tells him with a smirk on his face, waggling his eyebrows a little in that way that never fails to make Blaine laugh.
He takes Kurt's hand. "Come on," he says, tugging a little.
Kurt doesn't know what to expect when Blaine pulls him up the stairs into his bedroom but of all the things that have crossed his mind, a room full of rose petals had not been it. And it is truly filled with rose petals, even the bed and Blaine's usually really neat desk are covered by dark red.
"Blaine!" he gasps, not really sure what to make of this, stepping into the room to take in everything. "What is this?"
He doesn't get an answer and when Blaine still hasn't replied after a minute, he turns around. His eyes don't find Blaine's immediately because Blaine's head is suddenly not at eye level –
Blaine is on one knee in front of him, looking up at Kurt, holding a small box in his hands.
"Blaine," Kurt whispers, too confused to make any verbal assumptions about what's going on but also recognizing the faint voice in his head that tells him that Blaine is about to propose to him.
If that's an engagement ring, my answer is yes. He remembers that Christmas like it was yesterday but never would he have thought that he'd find himself in this position so soon.
"I love you with all my heart and soul," Blaine starts and surprisingly, his voice is only the tiniest bit shaky. "I always have, ever since I laid eyes on you on that Dalton staircase, and I always will. I'm looking forward to the day we are old, gray and still fabulous. And I'm looking forward to all the moments in between, from now on until then, just you and me and our love." Blaine takes a deep breath and visibly steels himself for the next words. "Kurt Hummel, will you-"
"Don't say it!" Kurt says quickly and – hello brain, where have you been for the past minute?
"I... what?" Blaine asks, suddenly very confused and his calm composure gone completely. He looks like a scared boy and Kurt doesn't like that look in his eyes at all so he hastily tries to explain.
"Blaine, I don't want to say no," he says and wonders briefly if this is going to be the worst explanation in history ever because it doesn't make sense in his own head. Blaine doesn't seem to get it, either, if the painfully confused look on his face is anything to go by. "I love you, too, Blaine, and I want to share all that with you, I promise. But I... I can't let you propose to me."
Blaine's hands have started shaking again and the box with what Kurt is sure now is a ring inside is threatening to fall to the ground. He crouches down next to Blaine and takes his hands in his own, stilling them successfully.
"I don't understand," Blaine says and his eyes look so vulnerable that Kurt wants to hug him and never let go, but he figures he needs to explain himself fully first.
"Look, I want to be engaged to you someday, I really do," Kurt reassures him. "But today is not that day. This is terribly romantic and I feel like a complete jerk for saying this, but I just need more time, Blaine. I mean, marrying you feels like an inevitability, and a really good one, too... but I don't want to jinx it by getting engaged way too young and spending my engagement second-guessing the whole thing, you know?"
"I'm not sure I do," Blaine says and he's not looking mad, just – frustrated. "Why does it matter how young we are?"
"Maybe young isn't the right word," Kurt replies and tips his head forward to press a kiss on Blaine's nose. He knows that Blaine is taking this harder than he wants him to take it and he needs Blaine to understand that he still is in love with him, regardless of his answer. "I just don't think we're ready yet. At least I know I am not. We just got back together today."
"So you're answer is no," Blaine mumbles feebly.
"I'm not rejecting you," Kurt says, squeezing Blaine's hands, trying to be as supportive as possible now that he knows how scared Blaine is of rejection. What was it that Carole said? Maybe he wants to make sure that you're in it with your whole heart. And he so is. He loves him so much. He is not rejecting him.
"You kind of are," Blaine counters and looks up at Kurt with a sad look in his eyes.
"No, Blaine, I'm not," Kurt tries again. "I'm just... postponing the question. I'm not ready yet, but I will be... and then you can ask me again."
Blaine laughs but there's not much emotion behind it. "How am I supposed to know when that is?"
He's got a point, Kurt supposes. "Look, how about I promise you that as soon as I'm ready, I will let you know?" he offers.
"Well, I was kind of hoping to sweep you off your feet with my surprise proposal," Blaine says with a sigh and Kurt smiles.
"You did," he says and pulls one of Blaine's hands to his chest. "Here, feel my heartbeat. It's going crazy. Just for you, I promise."
Blaine smiles a little, humming in agreement. He takes a long look at Kurt's eyes. "I'm sorry I sprung this on you when you weren't ready," he finally says after a few beats of silence. "That probably wasn't really fair, I wasn't trying to guilt-trip you into marrying me or anything."
Kurt shrugs. "I'm a grown-up, I can handle myself just fine, Blaine. Plus, it's not really a big struggle to have my gorgeous boyfriend propose to me. I'm really flattered, actually. Assuming you don't have other prospective fiancés on the side that you are awaiting an answer from."
Going for humour is what does the trick, apparently. Blaine lets out a mixture of a laugh and a hiccup. Kurt smiles at him and presses a kiss to his mouth.
"Are you okay?" he asks for the second time since they've arrived at the house.
Blaine nods and kisses his hand. "I'm fine. A little... embarrassed, maybe, but overall fine. Happy even."
"No need to be embarrassed," Kurt tells him firmly. "The proposal was beautiful, Mr Not-very-good-at-romance Anderson. All you ever do is romantic, I have no idea what you were thinking when you told me that you weren't good at it."
"Well, it's probably because it wasn't you I was trying to impress back then," Blaine says lightly and Kurt is relieved that he seems to recover from the shock quite fast.
"I'm glad that changed."
"Yeah, me too. So... no engagement. But I get to call you my boyfriend, yes?" Blaine asks, suddenly looking like a little kid on Christmas, like he just remembered that they got back together earlier today.
Kurt laughs and wriggles around a little on the floor, which is becoming more uncomfortable by the minute. "Well, you did say you wanted to call me yours again and the feeling is mutual... so yeah. Boyfriends. Or fiancés-to-be, if you want."
"Because it's not a rejection?" Blaine clarifies, moving to pull Kurt up, probably having noticed his discomfort.
"It's not a rejection," Kurt agrees, letting Blaine guide him onto the bed where they lie down on the rose petals together.
They lie there in silence for a few minutes, holding hands between their bodies.
"I have an idea," Blaine says suddenly, using the hand that is not holding Kurt's to scoop up some rose petals and letting them fall on Kurt's stomach.
"Do tell," Kurt says, rolling over a little to face Blaine.
"Instead of telling me when you're ready to get engaged, how about you just propose to me when the time comes?"
Kurt joins Blaine's hand on his stomach and starts playing with the rose petals as well. "Mh," he says, contemplating the idea. "What if you're not ready then?"
"Then I'll get to postpone it," Blaine replies immediately, as if he's been anticipating the question. "You know, even out the score," he adds with a cheeky grin.
"Blaine Anderson, this is not a competition," Kurt chastises him playfully, hitting Blaine on the shoulder lightly.
Blaine just moves in closer to nuzzle Kurt's nose. "I'm so in love with you, do you know that?"
"I think I have an idea," Kurt tells him. "I love you, too. And you know what? Deal. Once I'm ready, I'll propose to you."
"Okay," Blaine sighs happily. "But just so you know, I'm expecting a whole lot of romance. And you don't get to copy the rose petal move, that one's mine now. I expect to be wooed."
Kurt hits him again and chuckles. "You are something else, Blaine. But you are my something else."
"That's all I ever want to be," Blaine tells him and rolls Kurt on top of him. "I really want to make out now, if that's alright with you."
Kurt doesn't manage to answer because his mouth is suddenly otherwise occupied.
A/N: So, this was my plan all along. Canon went into a completely different direction, obviously. Maybe think of it as an alternative scenario? I truly think that Kurt and Blaine need to work out their personal issues and communication problems before getting hitched. They seem so much more mature in season 6 and I'm really happy the writers gave us that!
I'm marking this story as completed for now. I might write an epilogue but I don't want to make any promises because that didn't work out so well last time... ahem. From then on, I'm probably sticking to drabbles, probably more on Tumblr than FF. I hope y'all have a wonderful day!