It was Friday of the last weekend before school started back up, and Blaine was performing at one of the local coffee shops. Not the Lima Bean because no one sang there, but a relatively quaint place a couple blocks away.

One of the usual singers had fallen ill and the others had been unavailable. And so the manager had remembered Blaine, who'd been turned down before break simply because there hadn't been room for him in the schedule, and hired him for the week.

Kurt had been there every day of the week to see Blaine. So Friday he sat there with a grand non-fat mocha and a sugar cookie, staring at his boyfriend's hands as they strummed the guitar. His scrutiny moved from Blaine's hands to his face however, when the shorter boy called for everyone's attention.

"Hey everybody!" he started. Most of the patrons swiveled their heads politely to listen. "Thanks so much to those of you who have listened to me sing this week. It's been awesome." He smiled wide. "I'd like to dedicate my last song to my inspiration – the most special person in my life." Blaine's eyes sought out Kurt's and held them steady while he continued.

"He's amazing and I don't know what I'd do without him." Kurt was sure he was blushing. He looked down, embarrassed for a moment, but couldn't fight the smile that graced his lips. When he looked back up he had to catch his breath from the look on Blaine's face. "This is for you Kurt."

Kurt didn't know it was possible to fall more in love with that voice – with that man. But as Blaine started to sing a shortened version of God Gave Me You, energy subdued and voice softer than anything Kurt had heard from him before, Kurt felt his hands shake around his coffee cup. Those words of love were for him.

And right then, regardless of the fact that they were only in a sparsely populated coffee shop, Blaine was sharing with the whole world exactly how he felt about Kurt.

Kurt was so proud of him.

One day he'd get Blaine to sing one of his original songs. They were beautiful songs. And he could really be something. Kurt could see it now.

Blaine would open for big acts first. But it would be impossible to ignore his charisma. He would be giving his own concerts in no time. They'd be living in New York by then of course. In an apartment with a nice sized kitchen. Blaine would come home from studio work to find Kurt in his work space scribbling frantically at his newest script. Maybe they'd be just starting to look at houses. And puppies.

Kurt dropped his thoughts when Blaine ended the song, voice trailing off smoothly. He gave the audience a distracted smile and muttered thanks before making his way over to where his boyfriend was sitting off to the side. As he drew nearer to Kurt he began to look a little concerned. When he reached the table he skipped the chair and knelt down next to Kurt, taking his hands.

"Kurt, sweetie, why are you crying?"

And Kurt realized he was. He pulled one hand briefly away to wipe his cheeks.

"I just – it hit me all at once – how much I love you. And when you were singing that song up there – for me – I can't even begin to express –" he broke off shaking his head before smacking Blaine on the arm. "You made me into a mess!" he cried. "I don't even know what I'm trying to say. You and you're perfect words."

Blaine laughed. "It's easy to sing a song about love when it's you I'm singing to." Kurt tightened his grip on Blaine's fingers then, still at a loss. "You actually looked like you zoned out a little during it."

Kurt smiled bashfully. "I did. I was imagining our future. I know we're young, and I still want to live a lot of my life first," he paused to draw a deep, relaxing breath. "But sometimes I just can't wait to be your husband, living our dreams together. I don't think I can think of anything more perfect than that."

"You're my dream, Kurt," Blaine murmured. "And I've already got you."

Kurt surged forward to kiss him, for once letting go of his inhibitions and ignoring their surroundings. "I love you. So much. And I say that all the time, but Blaine you have to know how much I mean it."

Blaine smiled. "I do, Kurt. I really do."

AN: Just one week into school and look what it's done! I am so sorry this is so late. Hopefully it was worth it. I really do like this chapter I think.

About the song choice: When I picked "God Gave Me You" (Blake Shelton, originally Dave Barnes) I did think about Kurt not believing in God. But the song is too beautiful to not use and I think it can be read with the same message regardless – basically Blaine describing how the two of them were meant to be and how they get through everything together, and Kurt understands that. I think it describes their relationship perfectly.

And no, the dream line was totally NOT stolen from Tangled. I don't know what you're talking about. ;D