A/N: I am a failure. I'm sorry, but on another note I hope all of you had the best Christmas you could and that you aren't too annoyed with me? Anyway, since I missed Christmas day it felt weird to be writing a Christmas chapter so I'm doing something a little bit different for my last chapter.
Kurt sighed from where he had the perfect view of Blaine's butt; Blaine was currently retrieving the decoration boxes from the attic so they could pack them up again. With both of them going back to work the next day and their busy schedules it was unlikely they'd be able to find another time to take them down.
"Kurt, if you could quit staring at my butt it would be greatly appreciated." Blaine said as his smirking face appeared at the opening.
"I wasn't staring just... admiring." He grinned back fighting giggles as Blaine just ignores him and goes back to what he was doing, when the box is passed down to him he catches it quickly as he stops laughing and lowers it to the ground.
He frowns as something catches his attention, on its journey to the floor the box had rattled rather questioningly, this wouldn't have alarmed him had it not been for the fact that he was sure they'd put everything up this year. There shouldn't have been anything left to rattle at the bottom of the box. He sat down next to the box trying to be quick knowing Blaine would have the next box out and ready for him any second.
The flap to get into it had been taped shut so that dust wouldn't get in for the month it was up here and get on the decorations so Kurt had to sacrifice one of his nails to get through the tape, once he did get through it though what he saw made his throat constrict and his eyes water ever so slightly. There inside the box was a bottle of perfume that once belonged to his mother, he normally doesn't get so choked up about it but for the first year since it came into his possession it hadn't been put up and there was something about that fact that tore Kurt's heart to pieces.
"Kurt? You there." Blaine called from an empty box was precariously balanced over the edge.
"Yeah I'm-" He said in what was supposed to be a normal voice but ended up coming out as a broken whisper, this had Blaine's attention even the absence of his box-catcher hadn't.
"Hey..." He said as reassuringly as he could when he'd removed the box and saw the state Kurt was in.
"What happened?" He asked, Kurt had been fine only moments ago so to see him sitting on the floor with a couple of tears on his face was quite the contrast.
"Yeah, I'm just- we never put up her decoration." Kurt's bottom lip trembled as he held up the small dainty little bottle and Blaine understood immediately, in fact he was already wondering how they could have missed it when they put everything up.
Blaine was down the ladder in a flash and had pulled Kurt into his arms, careful not to crush the small bottle in between them.
"Well you know..." He started suddenly having an idea he was sure would make Kurt happy.
"What?" Kurt sniffed and wiped his tears with his sleeve.
"Since it's not strictly a Christmas decoration, technically just a small bottle on string, it wouldn't really be unlucky to keep it up all year round. We may not have a tree to put it on but there's got to be a place that you can hang it, that way you don't just get to look at it over Christmas?" Blaine suggested and he knew from the look in Kurt's eyes that he liked the idea already.
"There's a reason I love you." Kurt whispered, his hand now running little circles on Blaine's chest.
"I love you too." Blaine said, taking the bottle from Kurt and going to find a place for it that Kurt would like.
A/N: Anyway, this is the last chapter of this story so I'm incredibly happy that you all chose to follow it to the end and if you like it maybe drop me a review or read something else on my profile? You don't have to though! Anyway, have a great 2014! I hope all your Klainer wishes come true.