Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, obviously. I just have fun taking what RIB have created & using it for my own amusement – which I naturally share with all of my fellow Gleeks. I make no profit from any of this, unless the fun I get to have counts in some way…

A/n: Okay, so I know that this chapter is short, but I didn't want to leave you hanging for too long and I didn't have a ton of time to write because I still have to write about 6 more pages for the paper I have due on Saturday when I go take my final. Which is a LOT of work to do! So enjoy… and I'll see you again in a few days!

Kurt looked at himself in the mirror, taking a deep breath as he attempted to flatten his hair and make himself look a bit more presentable. He'd been so flustered by the fact that Blaine had shown up at the theatre, he'd forgotten to finish fixing his hair before he left the theatre and now that he had a minute to actually think he was horrified that he'd gone anywhere looking like this. It had been sticking up in random clumps and just generally not looking appropriate fro such a nice restaurant at all. Not that he looked like he should be in such a nice restaurant; Kurt hadn't gotten any warning about this little excursion, so he hadn't been wearing anything nearly as nice as Blaine's suit.

As he started thinking about it, Kurt suddenly realized that something was going on. Blaine had something planned, and Kurt was pretty sure that it was going to involve a proposal. Kurt pulled out his phone quickly, dialing his best friend's phone number.

"Hello?"

"I'm sorry, Rachel… I didn't wake you up, did I?" Kurt asked as he heard the tiredness in the woman's voice.

"Yes, you actually did. What's so important it couldn't wait until morning?"

"I think Blaine is about to propose." Kurt had to pull the phone away from his ear as Rachel squealed into his ear.

"Why are you calling me? GO! Give the boy a chance to propose!"

"But…"

"Kurt Hummel… you are NOT having second thoughts about this. You've spent weeks trying to convince Blaine that you want to marry him, why are you questioning it now?"

"I'm not questioning whether I want to marry him or not… but I'm worried that he might feel forced into this because I've waited so long to actually do it. But I just wanted to make sure he wasn't going to change his mind again…"

"Kurt. He isn't changing his mind, clearly. Go let the boy propose to you already… let him take that pressure off you. Because I know you, Kurt, and if you were going to be the one to propose you would stress over making it perfect for weeks and weeks. So go! He's probably starting to worry about you being gone for so long…" Kurt sighed, knowing that Rachel was right.

"Okay… thanks, Rachel."

"The only thanks I need is for you to go tell that boy YES. Now go get engaged and let me go back to bed," Rachel replied. Kurt smiled.

"You know you aren't going to sleep… not until you've told the whole world…"

"I promise not to call anyone until I've heard for sure from you that you're engaged. Now you'd better go let Blaine actually ask you before he loses his nerve."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Kurt turned back to the mirror and made sure that he looked presentable, before making his way out of the bathroom and back to the table.

"I was starting to think you'd fallen in…" Kurt smiled at Blaine's comment, shaking his head.

"No… you rushed me out of the theatre so quickly I needed to go fix my hair," Kurt replied with a smile. "I can't believe you let me walk out with my hair looking like that… it's embarrassing," Kurt teased.

"I didn't notice… I thought you looked fine," Blaine replied with a smile as Kurt sat down. It wasn't until Kurt was seated that he noticed the small black box sitting on top of the plate in front of him. Kurt smiled, reaching out to touch the box before looking back up at Blaine, smiling.

"Are you…?"

"Asking if you'll marry me?" Blaine asked. "Yes… yes I am." Kurt smiled, opening the box to look at the fairly simple band, pulling it out before he realized that there were tiny diamonds all around the edges.

"Blaine… it's gorgeous…" Kurt began, immediately slipping the ring onto his left hand.

"I take it your answer is yes?" Kurt looked up at his boyfriend, nodding excitedly.

"Of course the answer is yes! I'm just… I'm shocked that you did this before I got a chance to do it…" Kurt replied. He leaned over the table, pressing a quick kiss against Blaine's lips. "I need to call Dad and Carole…"

"I called earlier today and asked your dad if it was okay… he told met to tell you not to call tonight if it's too late," Blaine replied. Kurt shook his head, amazed that his boyfriend had managed to plan something like this without Kurt figuring it out first. "I just realized that I'd been stupid about all of this for too long… I wanted to make sure you knew that I really do love you, and that I really do want to marry you. So I thought that actually being the one to propose would be the best way to tell you that I'm ready."

"You didn't have to do it…" Kurt began.

"I wanted to do it. I realized that you had been spending so much time trying to convince me that you weren't going to leave when I should have known that without having to be told. You've stuck by me through so many things – things that would have sent someone else running. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I was being stupid and I needed to get my head out of my ass and look at the bigger picture – the fact that I don't want to ever be without you." Kurt smiled, nodding.

"I love you so much…" he began.

"I love you, too."