Blaine woke up to the smell of coffee. He groaned in pain as he pushed himself up from where he had slept the night before; on the living room floor, his head resting against the door and Kurt in his arms. Thinking of Kurt, he groaned again, remembering how they had yelled at each other the night before. In the past year and a half they had never yelled at each other like that. He walked into the small kitchen, rolling his shoulders in an attempt to work the pain out of his neck and back. It was still early; the oven clock said eight fifteen.

Kurt sat at their small, two chair table with a blissful smile on his lips. Tears were glistening in the corners of his eyes. On the table were two Starbuck coffees, Panera bagels and a copy of the New York Times that he was holding in his pale hands.

"Kurt, I am so sorry about everything last night." Blaine sat across from him. "Please don't cry."

"It's alright, love, but I'm not crying about that. Look-"

"No, it's not. I shouldn't have yelled. Hell, I shouldn't have even gone out. She-"

"Blaine," Kurt breathed, a single tear running down his smiling face. "Look."

He flipped the newspaper so his boyfriend could see the front page. It read, "New York Allows Same Sex Marriage, Becoming Largest State To Pass Law".

The older boy could only whisper. "Is this for real?"

"Yes," Kurt exhaled. His voice quivered.

Blaine jumped up, causing the wooden chair he had just been sitting in to rather loudly fall to the tile floor. "Oh my God, Kurt! Oh my God." He couldn't help but to shout, paused just long enough to cup his face and tenderly kiss his full lips. "This is really happening!" A tear ran down Blaine's face now, too.

"Now, I don't to rush anything," Kurt was still breathless with that huge smile, "But I see me being with you forever. And now we can get married." The word was so new to form on his lips. The thought had been in his head ever since the first day the two had met, but now, to be able to say it?

Blaine wiped away his boyfriend's tears with his thumb. "I love you so much, Kurt Hummel. And I would be so proud to call you my husband."

Hazel stared into blue green for a while, A thumb rubbing a across cheek. Kurt noticed the coffee losing its steam from the corner of his eye.

"So, here's this morning's story." He sat back down in his chair, playing with the paper wrapped around his coffee cup.

Blaine picked his chair up off the floor and sat also.

"I woke up and remembered what had happened last night. So I called Finn then got up and-"

"Wait," Blaine leaned forward, resting his elbows on the small table. "Why did you call Finn?"

He backtracked, explaining what Rachel had said at the trapeze school days before. Blaine didn't seem too surprised; he knew her impurdent ways, especially with men. He just couldn't believe he had been so oblivious to everything that had happened in the days before.

"It reminded me of junior year when she kissed you at that party. I didn't want to lose you then, and I don't want to lose you now. So I thought if Finn comes up here, then Rachel will get over whatever she is thinking about you. To me, you are way more amazing than Finn, though. " Kurt paused, waiting for his boyfriend's reaction.

Blaine reached his hand out to hold his, smiling. "You will never lose me, Kurt. I want you to know that, okay?" He squeezed it, then ran his thumb over his knuckels. "So, what happened after you called Finn?"

"I felt so bad about screaming last night that I got you Panera and Starbucks. And then walking back I saw the New York Times that I got so excited that I bought a copy and ran all the way home to show you." Kurt smiled as he ended his story.

"Gosh, the bagels look great, I just wish we had-"

"Nutella? I got some. Hold on." Kurt reached into his Marc Jacobs messenger bag, pulling out a new jar of the dark hazelnut spread and sat it on the table. "I realized you wouldn't eat the bagels without it, so I stopped at the grocery after getting our coffee. That's where I saw the front page of the newspaper."

Blaine looked lovingly at his boyfriend. "You know me so well."

Kurt threw his head back and laughed. "Well, if I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you, I think I should."

Author's Note: This chapter was orginally wasn't part of this story, but after the law was passed late Friday night I felt that it was needed. It is kind of rushed, but I think and hope it still gets the message across. It also doesn't really pull much of the actual plot of the story into it very much, but I felt after the last chapter some sweet Klaine fluff was needed.

Speaking of Klaine fluff, summer has inspired me with so many ideas for a lot of small Klaine fluffy fluffs of their summer after junior year, so I am thinking of putting them all together, each as a different chapter in one story. I'm hoping to start it tomorrow night. What do you think?

Also, I have a tumblr. my name is justanothercolferfan.

More to come soon.

Love,

Katy xoxoxo