Thank you all so so so so much! I honestly can't believe this fic has made it to twenty chapters and is still going. I feel like continuing this at least until graduation. What do you think? And I really hope that you like this Kurt p.o.v. chapter! It was quite easy to write. But honestly, thank you for the support, you guys are super amazing! :D

The smell of flowers woke him up early the next morning before his alarm clock did. Kurt blinked slightly, looking around the room to find it void of his roommate. He wondered where Blaine had gone off to at six that morning, classes didn't start for another hour. He glanced down at his pillow to see a single red rose laying on it with a pink post-it note attached to it. He smiled softly in confusion before reading the note.

Your Yawn.

He stared at Blaine's blocky handwriting for a long time before shrugging his shoulders and pressing the post-it up against his wall near his bed, the two words popping off of the fluorescent paper bringing a small smile to his face, even if he didn't know what they meant. He took the rose and filled a bottle up with water and placed the flower in it on his desk, reminding himself to ask if anyone had a vase.

Kurt walked towards the bathroom to start working on his skin, flicking on the light, only to find another sticky note on the large mirror. This one a bright blue reading once again, only a few words.

Your Smile

Kurt brought the note back to his bed and placed it on the wall next to the other one before returning to the bathroom and opening the shower curtain. He promptly laughed when he found another one attached to the nozzle.

Your Shampoo.

He put the note out on top of his robe and turned on the shower, humming softly to himself as he washed his hair with said shampoo. He grabbed for his conditioner and snorted when he found a slightly damp sticky-note on the bottom of it.

Your Conditioner.

He rolled his eyes and finished washing himself before stepping out of the shower and toweling off. He really wanted to know why Blaine was leaving all these random sticky notes for him. He chewed on his lip as he worked on his hair, just thinking about everything. He remembered when he was first told that he was being shipped off to Dalton. Then he was thinking about how he had met Blaine, and their relationship in general.

He thought about the fight and the make-up. He thought about Michael, and the way that Blaine stuck up for him. He worked on covering the bruises on his neck and cheek before grabbing his toothbrush, already expecting the purple post-it wrapped around the handle reading: Your Teeth.

Kurt walked into his room and placed the sticky notes next to the others, starting a little collage on his wall as he sang to himself, opening the closet door, only to have a dozen balloons pop out at him, shimmering different shades of red and pink. He giggled softly and pulled out his uniform, reading the pink sticky note and blushing red.

The Way You Dress.

He pulled on the uniform and worked to round in the balloons to one corner of the room before tying them to the computer chair and grabbing his messenger bag before making his way out to the hallway. He was immediately greeted by Wes and David, who happened to be passing by.

"Hey Kurt!" Wes spoke cheerfully, falling into step.

Kurt smiled at the duo. "Good morning." He responded, frowning in confusion when the two boys each held out a sticky note. He rolled his eyes before glancing at the two. "Blainey?"

The boys nodded and pressed the notes in his hand before scampering off. Kurt chuckled and looked down at the notes. The purple one read; You're Friends With My Friends and the orange one read; Your Kickass Audition For Warblers.

Kurt slid the notes into his pocket as he made his way down the stairs and into the cafeteria for breakfast, getting his normal fruit salad and typing his account number into the keypad. Along with his receipt he received another sticky note from the smiling elderly lunch lady. He beamed back at her and walked over to the normal Warblers table, discreetly reading the note. The Way You Separate All Your Fruit.

He tucked the note alongside the others and listened to the other Warblers talk about different charity concerts they wanted to plan, and maybe even a field trip to the carnival tomorrow. He smiled, nodding his head and doing his best to speak. "Have you been to a carnival Kurt?" Thad asked when his brows furrowed in confusion at their descriptions.

The boys waited patiently as he tried to translate his words to English. "I not have. Papa was much busy for to go."

That smiled sadly before nodding. "Then it's settled, the Warblers will go to the Lima Carnival tomorrow!"

Kurt chuckled and finished his breakfast before the bell rang for classes and he stood to throw it out and into the garbage. "Kurt!"

The foreign boy turned around and smiled. "Hello Thad." He beamed.

The third councilman smiled at him and placed a green post-it in his hand before skipping off to his class. Kurt looked down at the note and giggled for the millionth time that day.

The Adorable Way You Speak.

Kurt sat in the nurses office and smiled at Brittany as she took back his emergency inhaler and placed it in his cubby. "Feel better now?" Brittany smiled at him, ruffling his hair. Kurt smiled at her, she was the only other person besides Blaine allowed to do that.

"Better much, thank you." Kurt blushed before standing to leave. He made his way towards the door before he heard an exclamation from the nurse and a call of his name.

"Wait! I have one more thing for you!"

Kurt turned around and Brittany placed a sticky note in his hand. He giggled. "I known have should." He smiled before making his way out and reading the note. That You're Friends With The Nurse.

Kurt made his way to Warblers practice, surprised to find that Blaine still wasn't there, but the others didn't seem too worried. He blushed brightly when one by one each of the warblers made their way over to him, besides Thad, Wes, and David, and handed him a post-it note. He blushed bright red and waited the hour until practice was over and he was in the common room to read the ten notes alone.

You Love Animals.

The Way You Say My Name.

You Skip When You're Excited.

You Sleep With A Teddy Bear.

You Love Designing Clothes.

You Know How To Fix A Car.

We Have The Same Taste In Music.

The Way You Smile Sometimes Without Teeth.

You Love Watching Disney Movies.

Your Nose Scrunches When You're Tired.

Kurt laughed and made his way up back towards his dorm room. He pushed the door open and gasped loud when he saw the room. It was dimmed and lit up with candles. There was a small round table covered with a tablecloth and set, a single rose and candle in the center. Two chairs were placed across from each other and piano music was playing from the speakers.

Blaine was standing in a black suit and tie, beaming at him from under his gelled back hair. Kurt blinked in surprise and looked up at his friend, Blaine gestured for him to continue with what he was going to do and Kurt placed the rest of the sticky notes on his wall before he felt Blaine behind him. He watched the tan hand place another post-it on the wall.

You.

Kurt turned around to face the male, and they were inches away from each other. The foreign boy looked up at Blaine.

"Blainey, what were for the all sticky notes?"

Blaine grinned down at him and he felt his face flush in the candle lit room. The lead Warbler stepped closer and Kurt felt his heart thump in his chest, and the next sentence made his jaw drop and his eyes widen as his heart nearly hammered out of his chest while Blaine just beamed at him.

"They're all the things that I love about you."