Day 14 prompt: needle. Ridiculously fluffy.
For what had to be the billionth time that day, Kurt pricked himself with his embroidery needle and cursed quietly but vehemently.
"Son of a bitch," he muttered before sucking his left index finger. "I'm gonna end up bleeding out before I finish Blaine's present."
He looked down at his project, noting with pleasure that he was at least almost done with the pattern. He had decided to sew Blaine a bow tie for Christmas, but unfortunately, he hadn't decided this until December 22nd. He'd managed to get the actual tie sewn in a couple of hours the other day, but the treble and bass clef emblems he'd wanted to add to each side were more trouble than he'd thought they would be.
"Okay, still no blood on the fabric, great," he said, poring over the cream colored linen. "And you've only got the last swoop of the treble clef to finish before you can sleep, Hummel, c'mon."
Kurt blinked his itchy eyes a couple times before putting needle back to fabric, determined to finish this present before dawn. After another hour of careful sewing and whispered swearing, he finally got the bow tie completed, wrapped, and under the tree without waking Blaine. He stopped by the medicine cabinet briefly to bandage up his fingers before crawling into bed next to his fiance, falling almost immediately into a deep, coma-like sleep.
"Merry Christmas, babe, I love y- what happened to your fingers?"
Kurt forced his eyes open and pushed himself up enough to see that it was only about three hours later.
"Kurt!" Blaine said frantically, cradling Kurt's left hand in his own. "Did you break a glass after I went to bed or something? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, B. I had a little mishap that I can explain once I get some coffee in me," Kurt said, yawning midway through his sentence. "And after presents."
"If you say so," Blaine said, a bit dubious. "Would you rather play Santa or get the coffee going?"
"You make the best coffee, honey," Kurt said, unashamedly sucking up.
"I knew that was coming, but I can let it slide because it's Christmas!" Blaine bounced a little on the bed. "Oh, I can't wait until you see your present."
"First we've gotta get out of his bed," Kurt teased.
"The only downside to this holiday," Blaine said. "Next year, we're putting our tree within arm's reach of here."
"Whatever you say, dear. Now c'mon, it's present time!" Kurt said, feeling himself perk up. Christmas would always make him feel like a kid.
They got up and split off to get everything ready, Blaine starting the coffee and putting some cinnamon rolls in the oven as Kurt sorted all the presents into Here, Family, and Friends piles. When Blaine walked over and offered Kurt a steaming red mug, Kurt gave him a small blue box in exchange.
"Here, open mine first," Kurt said, barely keeping a straight face.
"Will it explain why you're single-handedly supporting the Band-Aid company?" Blaine said, placing his own green mug on the coffee table and ripping the wrapping paper off his present carefully but eagerly. "Oh my God, it's a bow tie! And the musical notation doesn't look like a score barfed on the fabric! Kurt, where did you find something like this?"
"I made it," Kurt said proudly, hoping he didn't sound like an overexcited child.
"You made - baby, you made this?" Blaine said, looking at Kurt in awe. "But I thought your sewing machine was broken."
"It had enough life to do the seams," Kurt said. "I added the clefs by hand."
"Oh my God," Blaine said, crawling over to Kurt and pulling him into a tight, warm hug. "My present sucks compared to this, oh my God."
"I just wanted to get you something that really reminded me of you this year," Kurt said, tilting into Blaine's neck ever so slightly. "Besides, I owe you after the gum wrapper promise ring."
"I think we're more than even now," Blaine said, letting out a choked laugh. "I'll never be able to top this."
"You know I love winning, B," Kurt teased. He planted a kiss on Blaine's cheek. "Merry Christmas, sweetie."
Blaine pulled back and kissed each of Kurt's injured fingertips. "I love you so much."
"Is it finally my turn now?" Kurt asked after a moment, trying to contain his excitement. Regardless of what Blaine said, he was sure he was going to love his present.
He'd already gotten the best gift possible, anyways - the unchecked smile Blaine was sporting as he stroked his bow tie and found Kurt a present to open, too.