A/N: First, I have to thank FF user littlewhiteliar for inspiring me to write this. I read the ending of her fic Post-It Promises (which is really adorable btw and everyone should go read it) and I immediately saw a proposal scene in my head. She has graciously allowed me to use her line in this drabble. Her line begins when the * shows up.

They were in their shared dorm room, Kurt running his fingers through fabric upon fabric, trying to decide what would be best for his latest costume commission, and Blaine sitting in the opposite corner, ostensibly writing a new song but truly looking fondly at his boyfriend and his cute nervous habits. The way he would scrunch his nose when a thought didn't sound all that good, the way his eyes lit up when a golden idea struck suddenly, and other little things like that.

They'd been dating for almost a year now. They were still young, yes. Only 18 and about to graduate high school. Their lives hadn't truly begun yet, as his father was so fond of telling him. ("This is just a phase, Blaine. You'll grow out of it when you realize what it takes to be a responsible, prosperous adult in society.") But even though that might be true, they were young and he couldn't really deny that, he knew without a shadow of a doubt that Kurt was his soul-mate, the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He wanted to fall asleep with Kurt in his arms every night and smile as he caressed Kurt's skin every morning until his boyfriend's eyes fluttered open. He wanted to wait half an hour for Kurt to freshen up and forty-five minutes every night when he enacted his moisturizing routine. He wanted to hear Kurt's laughter every minute and see his children grow up under Kurt's tender love and care.

Maybe he was crazy, but he'd hidden a special red velvet box in his sock drawer a week ago. It'd been a spur-of-the-moment thing, actually buying the ring at that moment. He'd been strolling around the local mall, hoping to find a present suitable enough for Wes' birthday. That's when a jewelry display caught his eye. A ring, smooth silver with a single diamond embedded on its side, glinted just right in the store's too bright lights. He'd been drawn to it like a bee to nectar.

He'd bought it on the spot and it had been laying safely in the bottom of his sock drawer ever since, waiting for the right moment to be revealed. And right now felt like that moment.

Blaine glanced around to be sure Kurt wasn't looking. He wasn't, still enveloped with his sketchbook and a bolt of red silk. Blaine took the opportunity to stealthily root around in his sock drawer, smiling to himself when his fingers brushed smooth velvet. He went back to his desk quickly, hoping not to draw too much attention to himself just yet. This had to be perfect! He searched his desk, looking for the stack of green post-its he kept on its surface in case of sudden inspirations. He took that and a black ballpoint pen. He placed the small box containing the engagement ring into his front pocket before slowly, quietly making his way across the room to where Kurt sat with a pencil in his mouth and another behind his ear.

He sneaked right behind Kurt's chair, glancing over his boyfriend's shoulder to see how the design was coming along. It looked very futuristic, or at least it did in Blaine's opinion. There were multiple zippers and metallic embellishments across the top and pants both. The red silk Kurt held in his hand seemed to be for the top while the pants were of something silver hued.

"Do you like it?" Kurt asked without removing his gaze from his work. They did this often, commenting on each other's projects.

"It's different. What is it for exactly?"

"A reboot of The Jetsons."

"The cartoon?"

"The very one."

"Hmm... I like it."

"I feel like something's missing..." Kurt thoughtfully chewed the pencil end currently residing in his mouth as he spoke.

"Here, let me look," Blaine suggested, unceremoniously pushing Kurt from the seat. Before Kurt could protest, Blaine had already pulled Kurt down to sit comfortably in his lap. He made sure to keep Kurt a safe distance from the noticeable indent the ring box made in his jeans pocket.

"Blaine!"

"Oops, sorry."

"No, you're really not."

Blaine grinned. "Okay, maybe not."

Kurt smiled, a fond shake of his head soon following. "You're horrible."

"But you love me."

"I do love you."

Blaine took the moment to remove the post-it notes from beside him where he had subtly set them down on Kurt's work desk along with the ballpoint pen. Kurt gave an intrigued look but Blaine merely shook his head.

"Wait a minute-"

*Blaine didn't finish, and he didn't have to. Instead, he rested the post-it notes against Kurt's knee and scribbled something out onto the top one. Kurt watched the pen move, taking in the words as they formed on the paper, a little messy from the bad angle and his makeshift desk of Kurt's knee cap.

KURT

I can't promise you the moon and the stars, but I can promise you my heart, and my love, and my music, and the rest of my life to watch the moon and the stars in your arms.*

Kurt gave a watery smile. But Blaine wasn't done. He slid out from beneath Kurt's legs and knelt next to the office chair. He took Kurt's hands in his with one hand, using the other to carefully slide the ring box from his front pocket. Kurt's eyes widened at the sight and already tears formed in his luminous eyes.

"Kurt Hummel, you are the most beautiful person I have ever known. You give me strength, courage, hope, love, and inspiration for my music." Kurt gave a wet laugh at that one and Blaine smiled even wider as he continued. "You bring light into my life and I don't know how I ever managed to live without you. I don't want to imagine ever being without you. I know this might seem a bit sudden, but I have to say it now, in this perfect moment. Kurt, will you marry me?"

Kurt wiped his eyes and sniffled just a bit, but he had the largest grin on his face Blaine had ever seen on anyone. "Of course. YES!" In the next second Blaine lay flat on his back on the thinly carpeted floor, his arms full of a ridiculously happy Kurt Hummel.

Kurt, his best friend. His first time. His boyfriend. His true love. His fiance. His future husband. His everything.

In that moment, Blaine felt infinite.

A/N: A short but adorable happy little ball of fluff. :]

A reply to karatekid1018 from a couple chapters back: Yes little Blaine is very adorable, isn't he? :D Thank you for reviewing!