All the air around Blaine vanished and he was unable yo breathe. His head started to wurr and he felt his heart beat unnaturally fast, warning him that something was not right. 'This must be a mistake' he told himself, reassuring his over-active imagination that Kur was in no means of danger. He shot his eyes back to Kurt's porcelain fac. It was obvious by the bemused expression greeting him from the other side of the table that he was expecting a response to his remark, and was mildly perplexed why he had not already recieved one. Blaine gave a shy cough, catching his breatrh from his brief panic attack. He places his hand on Kurt's shoulder and before saying "Kurt honey, he lives on the other side of town. I'm sure it wasn't him, so dont worry your pretty little ass of".
Kurt's ears turned a light pink colour, which sprad all the way down his neck and across his cheeks. A torrent of air fell out of Kurt's beautiful lips abd he gave a wary smile.
"Yeah I know, I guess it was just me being silly." Blaine gace the boy an understanding smile before the boy carried on with his sentence. "I'm-I'm sorry for getting you worried." Kurt's focus went down to an apparently interesting mark on the coffee table.
Blaine got up from his chair suddenly and sauntered over to the other side of the table where an embarassed Kurt was now picking at his nails. Blaine planted a kiss of Kurt's shoulder before tracing patterns down his back. Kurt's formally tense posture relaxed into the warm embrase. Blaine's head lowered to Kurt's pert ears, his unruly curls brushing against Kurt's morning scruff that was unusual to be seen when in public.
Kurt twisted in his seat to face Blaine, their noses touching. Kurt's hand snuck over to his as their fingers intwined. Kurt kissed him down his neck. At this subtle gesture, Blaine arched his back slightly, not wanting to draw attention from the other customers after the insident that happened earlier. Kurt's warm breath danced across Blaine's face as he spoke.
"Blaine!" Blaine's focus was suddenly refocused on the boy lightly tracing circles on his back. "Blainers bbay, you have been holding on tightly to that presant adressed to me for the whole time we have been here. Were you planning on giving it to me any time this century?"
A knot in Blaine's stomach formed when Kurt used his pet name for him. It was super hot. Blaine walked back to his seat and sat down gracefully. Blaine looksed down to his sweaty palms, and that at Kurt.
After a few seconds of silence, Blaine gave his signature smile and handed Kurt the prestigiously wrapped parcel. Kurt took the presant in both hands and looked at it with a look of curiousity burning in his eyes an dradiating through his motionless body. "Open it then" Blaine encouraged, a cheeky lilt in his voice as he stuck his tongue out at his boyfriend. Kurt lifted one of his neatly kept brows as if telling him to grow the fuck up. In the nicest was possible of course.
As if on demand, Kurt started to unwrap the presant, at first with little urgency but by the time he saw that it was a jewelery box, his eyes lit up like he was a little boy in a candy store. He opened the box eagerly and when he was what was occupying the box, his whole body froze in a rigid position, not taking his eyes off the box. His eyes clouded up and a single tear ran down his already pale cheeks. Kurt brought his eyes up to his boyfriend who was smiling estatically at the boys reaction.
"A-A-ring" Kurt stuttered, clearly shocked by Blaine's beautiful gesture. He wasn't sure what to say as an overpowering feeling of love to the boy washed over his that he knew would never leave him. "Yes, its a promise ring. I really wish it was an engagement ring, but until same sex marriage is legalised, this is all I can do-" Blaine started, his grin growing even larger as further tears streamed down from Kurt's eyes.
"This ring seals so many unsaid words. So many unsaid promises. The promise to always love you. The promise to always protect you. The promise to never forget you." At that, Blaine's throat started to choak up as tears formed in his eyes too. He was unable to carry on, so pressed a chaste kiss on Kurt's lips which said everything he wanted to say to the boy. Blaine quickly regained controll and continued from where he left off. "I love you Kurt, it might have taken me a long time to realise this-". At this statement, Kurt gace a little giggle, but urged Blaine to continue. "-I love you so fucking much. Just, oh fuck-I just" he stuttered, "we might not always be together, but this ring is my promise to you that I will always be there for you. Forever. It's also a way of you to remember me when you are off in New York with only Rachel for company and I am stuck here in stupid Ohio."
As another single tear made its way down Blaine's cheek, Kurt knew it was his time to cut in. "Blaine baby-" he started. He had a massive lump in his throat that he couldn't swallow away. "-I love you so much, I could never forget you." He gave the boy sitting opposite him a weak little smile, before closing the sap between them, their lips pressed together.
The kiss tasted of coffee and salty tears. It ended all too quickly as Kurt pulled back and sat down, brushing away a few stray tears that were not captured in their kiss. Kurt simply said "Thank you" and gave a beautiful smile. Those two words said everything he needed to say. "It's alright bbay, now why dont you put it on." At that, Kurt carefully took the golden piece of jewellery out of its box and places it gently on his fouth finger, smiling at it fondly. "He fits perfectly", he mused, admiring it as he tilted his hand back and forth.
A sudden gasp escaping Kurt's lips broke the comfortable silence and Blaine's eyes shot up to meet Kurt's frightened eyes. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. I must look dreadful after all that crying."
A huge gust of air was let loose from Blaine's mouth as he gave a loud ringing laugh, echoing throughout the whole coffee shop.
"Shit Kurt, is that it? Why, from the expression on your face I thought someone had died or something!" Kurt looked at him with an incredulous look on his face. "But Blaaaiiinneee, every minute of the day is an excuse to look nice and fashionable, so this is the equivelant of death. I'm going to clean myself up. I'll be right back." Kurt pushed back his chair on the tile floor, making an awful screeching noise and stoop up. Blaine nodded before smacking Kurt on the ass, giving him a wink as Kurt made his way to the restroom, giving a sarcastic glare at Blaine.