Episode 11, Chapter 3:

When Blaine woke up, he couldn't feel most of his body. He was numb. For some reason even though he never lived near an outdoor subway, he swore he could hear the train running on tracks outside his window. The whole room was blaring, and he covered his head with his pillow, but it didn't help. The terrible sounds were coming from him so they wouldn't turn off. He was way worse off than the time Kurt sent him home after the birthday party. It took him a while to nurse his headache enough away to think about what happened last night. When the pieces finally fit together, he got sick all over again. Unlucky for him, Kurt hadn't called or texted him once, which couldn't have been good.

Tomorrow was Christmas Eve and he didn't even know if they were together.

He shuffled into the kitchen for coffee. His mother immediately diagnosed what was wrong with him.

"Was someone drinking last night?"

"Mom, I know there is a lecture coming, and I'll definitely hear it later, but I'm clearly understanding why drinking is awful. I've never been this hungover in my life."

"Oh look, Sleeping Beauty's awake. Have you called Prince Charming?" Rachel sipped a white tea from an herbal Christmas pack.

"God, no, I was the biggest jerk last night. I don't know where to begin apologizing."

"Well, you'll fix it. I'm sure. The gift you made for Kurt is perfect."

"There was supposed to be more, but I don't know if he'll even go out with me."

"He will. You wanna know how I know? ... It's Christmas."

Blaine didn't reach out to Kurt that day. He'd figure he would give them some space to think. He could barely keep his mind off Kurt for 10 minutes at a time. The day stretched on for years, but if all things were still on, Blaine and Kurt would see each other on Christmas Eve.

Blaine got dressed the next day wondering how he'd make it up to Kurt. Nothing could be big enough to earn forgiveness and take away the pain he felt. Thankfully he didn't have to send the first text to bridge the gap.

At 1:03pm, Kurt sent, "We need to talk. Let's meet later." It was direct without being defined as warm or cold.

"I could come over right now." Blaine replied wanting to beg, but not giving that away.

"No point. I'm at Quinn's. Meet up, later later."

"Sure, I know the perfect place. When you're ready, just tell me."

The morning went by for Blaine who sat with his family, ate food and, of course, sang some songs—not Christmas ones for Rachel's sake, who insisted on other classics from the Great American song book. Blaine wanted to call her out on her hypocrisy writing and performing a Christmas song in front of the school, but he guessed she already knew that and there wouldn't be much sense. Blaine made sure the second song was one of his favorites 'Cheek to Cheek'.

Shelby told them she had something important to announce at lunch and judging by their father's serious expression, Rachel and Blane knew this was not the news they had been hoping for. Of all times to declare, Shelby chose Christmas to announce she would be going back to Hudson once the holidays were over. Blaine became a puddle of mush while Rachel got a bit hysterical. Shelby spoke as if it wasn't going to be the end, and soon they believed her. She would always be their mother, and her door would always be open if they wanted to visit. Just because she wasn't with their dad anymore didn't mean that she had to disappear from their lives. She promised never to do that again.

Rachel didn't want to be home with all the negative energy saturated in the apartment. Her dad was in a process of self-medicating with beer to go along with the Chinese food they ordered and sitting quietly with her mom watching re-runs. Rachel called Finn. When she got the all-clear, she made her escape.

Finn's apartment was dressed to the nines, but it was oddly quiet with just her and him. He'd snuck out claiming to need to pick up a final gift. He'd learned from Kurt's failed attempt at getting fancy gifts for Blaine. Rachel's gift-hunting spree had really stressed him out, but he eventually settled on something that he hoped she would love.

Rachel was over the moon to be spending the holiday with him. She wore a braided crown up-do and vintage red a-line dress. [3x09] If there was any way she was going to celebrate the holiday; it would be with him. She had her hopes for getting brand-new earrings until she kissed him. He was all she wanted and she'd be happy with just him for Christmas this year. He always managed to surprise her though. He opened his gift of the latest iPod, and he gave her another envelope to open. After the pig, which she was now more humble and thankful for, she couldn't have imagined he'd gotten her a star of her own.

"You named a star after me?"

"No, I-uh thought about it and I named it Finn Hudson instead. Because there is already star named Rachel Berry, and she's right here on Earth. If she ever feels lonely, no matter where I am, she'll know I'm looking down on her."

Rachel was sure it was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to her, and she couldn't be sure she deserved him in her life, but she was grateful to be spending her Christmas with him.

Being swept away with performing for his family almost took his mind off Kurt, but as it got later, he had to think about him and wonder if maybe he had decided not to meet him at all. Blaine felt a compulsion to stay with his parents, knowing this would be their last holiday as a unit like the old days. At the same time, it was an even better moment to move on and focus on his future, especially since Rachel already left with no intention of returning anytime soon. Kurt had said on Thanksgiving that they should try to spend every holiday together, and he wanted to see that tradition come true. Plus, he already had a gift. Blaine had given up when he got the text around 10:30. He immediately sent the address he'd been waiting to send for the last 9 hours and kissed his parents before running out the door.

He didn't tell Kurt where the address would lead him to so hopefully, he'd like the surprise of an ice-skating rink. He put on his own pair of skates and started skating around to get rid of his nervous energy. He kept his eyes peeled for Kurt

Kurt met him twenty minutes before midnight wearing an Alexander McQueen Fall 2012 Menswear Check Waistcoat, an orange and blue Vivienne Westwood Mantero Squiggle scarf, an Alexander McQueen Stripe and Skull print tie, an Alexander McQueen Contrast Collar and Cuff shirt with bronze on navy blue, an orange Vivienne Westwood wool and leather gloves, and lastly Cole Haan Air Colton Wingtip Oxfords. [White Christmas] Blaine couldn't get over how good he looked and how confused he seemed.

He called him from the side of the rink, and his face got even better.

"Kurt, I wanted to apologize for the other night. I was stupid and drunk. You're all that matters to me. From now on, I promise never to rush you into anything. You deserve so much more than I or anyone could give you, but every day I will try to bring you magic and love. That brings me to what I have been wanting to tell you… for a very long time actually. I—"

"Blaine, stop right there, I was thinking about what you said to me that night. I have to explain myself. Of course, I wanted you. I just didn't want our first time to be like that. See, you were thinking of yourself as part of the collective of guys I've dated and wondering why I wouldn't just spend the night with you if did with them… It's because you're special to me. You might be the first guy I actually liked, so I know for sure that you're my first love. I can't get you anything material, but for what it's worth, I'm giving you my heart! I love you, Blaine."

Kurt waited what seemed like a long time for Blaine's face to change, but it was really only a couple of seconds, before he smiled the brightest smile he had ever seen with tears in his eyes. Kurt couldn't blink before Blaine was planting his lips on his and sharing what had to be one of the most loving kisses in the history of all kisses. He held his face for a long time, and this time, Kurt didn't mind that they were in public.

"I take it that you love me, too?" Kurt said when he had his bearings. For some reason, he was still self-conscious about what the answer might be.

"I love you, Kurt. I love you," he repeated a few more times as he kissed him more.

"Care for a skate?" the taller boy asked, and he got a nod in return.

Blaine had on a Brooks Brothers Blown-Up Plaid V-Neck Sweater in gray plaid under his red Nordstrom Wool Scarf and black H&M Toggle Duffle Coat. [White Christmas] Kurt couldn't help but admire how good he looked. This moment only reinforced how much he loved this boy who completely stole his heart. There would be more talking later. Now he wanted to skate. Going around in circles he had to admit that Blaine was helplessly romantic even when he wasn't trying to be.

"Wait, I forgot to give you something…" Blaine stopped them, reaching into his inner coat pocket. A small box, which suddenly got Kurt both antsy and excited, made his heart melt into a rainbow pool when he lifted the lid.

"It's a promise ring. It didn't cost a dollar because it's gum wrappers and that's a couple of cents a stick. I know you love Wrigley's…"

"Is that a bowtie?" Kurt teared up and kissed him before getting an answer. "I can't believe you did this for me."

"I would do anything for you. I promise to love you forever and remember all the little things and make you happy on your worst days if it's talking on the phone or cooking dinner for you to make all your pain go away. I promise to always be in your life as a friend, boyfriend, whatever you want." Kurt, bursting with love, had an idea.

After they kissed with Kurt's arms wrapped around his smaller boyfriend's shoulders, Blaine asked him a question.

"You want to get some hot chocolate, maybe a bite to eat?"

"No. I want you to spend the night with me," Kurt said. The glimmer in his eye that Blaine had never seen and didn't realize he needed to breathe. It made him weak at the knees.

"Where?" he asked, licking his lips.

"My place," Kurt replied, and his voice oozed sex.

Thankfully, Carole brought the family to Quinn's earlier to spend Christmas with their family, and Finn and Rachel had cleared out of the apartment hours ago. Blaine had never been this turned on, and he needed to take him someplace private now, or he would absolutely lose his cool.

Kurt and Blaine barely made it up the elevator without touching each other. That all changed the instant they were on the right floor. Kurt led Blaine in because he knew his home better and how to walk him straight into his bedroom.

The last thing Blaine saw before the lights went out was Kurt's eyes, and he'd never seen a more beautiful sight.

In the morning Kurt had to lean over the bed so all the blood rushed to his head in order to get his pants off the ground where they were ringing Finn's specific ringtone, 'Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore.' Blaine slept through the song, but he did not like how Kurt pulled the blankets to keep his naked chest warm. In his sleep, he yanked back until Kurt had no choice but to freeze his bare butt off to get his phone.

"Merry Christmas, Finn. Now, can I please go back to sleep?"

"There's no sleeping now. We have a big problem," Kurt was the more dramatic brother so he knew something was wrong.

"What is it?"

"Mr. Puckerman wants to marry mom."

"WHAT?! When did that happen?"

"He came over this morning. He wanted to speak to us, but you weren't around so he told me. He wants our permission to marry her."

"No! Tell him no!"

"I did already. The guy is a creep! I don't know what she is doing with him, but supposedly they've been secretly dating for a while. This is our mom we're talking about! I'm freaking out over here. She wouldn't marry him, right?"

"What did he look like? Did you get a good read on him when he said no?"

"He didn't react at all."

"Oh, oh, no, I have to get over there. I will not be related to Puck. Over my dead body!" he shouted, and finally, Blaine woke up groggily. "Oh, I'm sorry Blaine."

"Whoa Blaine?! Is that where you disappeared to?"

"Don't be nosing into my business, Finn! Stall if he gets down on one knee, do anything okay? I'll be right over," he said throwing his phone on the bed and rushing to his closet for an emergency outfit, which is what he called his already styled choices that required no thinking.

"You're in a hurry to leave," Blaine said sitting up in the bed. His cheek was red from sleeping on it.

"I don't mean to, but my mom is going to be proposed to, and Gaga! she never tells me anything! I could have explained to her what a bad idea dating Mr. Puckerman was."

"Mr. Puckerman, wow, that does sound terrible," he rubbed his eyes. Kurt was the fastest dresser he'd ever seen. He skipped his morning routine, but magically stylized his hair in three easy combs. He grabbed his stuff and ran straight to the door.

Once he got there, he realized who he was leaving behind. He turned around. Blaine was leaning in his doorway in form-fitting boxer briefs and a gray tank. Kurt looked overwhelmed, remembering details from their night while Blaine just smiled like Kurt was his deity to worship. The taller boy walked back and kissed him hard, bringing all the emotions to the surface.

"I'll call you later," he spoke huskily into Blaine's ear, which turned red at the tip. "You can stay for as long as you like, order room service and everything," he walked to the door, "But you should probably get home before your family wakes up."

The dreamy look on Blaine's face immediately got replaced, and he raced back into the bedroom. Kurt smirked and left. Once he dealt with his mother's issue, he would definitely need some more TLC from Blaine.

On the street, like a Christmas miracle, it was snowing.

Hear those silver bells? It is Christmas time in the city. Some families actually do make the yule time gay... managing to leave their troubles far away. Other families have a merry little Christmas even when their troubles aren't so far away. Some presents might end up getting returned. But some gifts are for keeps. Other presents come when you least expect them. And everyone knows the biggest present comes in the smallest box. Then there are those boxes you wish you had never opened. Have a holly jolly Christmas. XOXO Gossip Girl.

~A.N. Klaine's first time/gift scene/ice skating + the star scene with Finchel... could this chapter include any more perfect Glee moments?! I'm sad to be done with the holiday already, but there is more story in store. Will Puck and Kurt become relatives? Let's see how that plays out.