Kurt woke up around 11 AM on a Saturday morning to the doorbell ringing. He looked at his phone, cursed under his breath and got up to answer the door. A tall, skinny, rather bored looking delivery man was standing on the steps. "Are you Kurt Hummel?" the man asked. Kurt blinked at the sunlight and sort of nodded. "Then these are for you. Can you please sign for them?" the delivery man asked, handing Kurt a large bouquet of flowers. Kurt signed for them and shut the door without a word. Why would someone get him flowers? He found the note on the side and read it.

"To my love Kurt Hummel, Happy Saturday! Love, Blaine." Kurt smiled brightly. The flowers were beautiful and it was a really sweet gesture. The doorbell rang again. This time, instead of the delivery man, Blaine was standing in the doorway.

"So, what do you think?" Blaine asked. Kurt pulled Blaine into the house and set the flowers down on the table.

"I think that it was really sweet. Why did you decide to order them and not just deliver them yourself?" Kurt asked.

"Because you see me every day. Putting a stranger between you and I makes it interesting," Blaine said giggling. Kurt pulled him in for a kiss.

"That was very romantic of you," Kurt said. Blaine let their noses linger on each other's before leaning in for another kiss.

"Thank you," Blaine said.

"Come on in, I'll cook you breakfast," Kurt said, taking Blaine's hand and leading him into the kitchen. Kurt put the flowers into a vase and used them as a centerpiece for their romantic Saturday breakfast together.