Christmas had always been one of Blaine's favorite holidays. Not because of the food or presents, but because this certain holiday always brought his family together. He and his parents have never really been close due to the traveling and business things, but every year they all put on a happy face and sat down to have Christmas dinner together, talk about their day and how everything has been going... pretending to be a happy family was always Blaine's favorite part. At least for a while, if only for an hour, he could pretend that his family was as close as other families. He could pretend that his father wasn't gone most of the time and that his mother actually wanted him. He could pretend that he wasn't the biggest burden in his parent's busy lives. He could pretend that they were there for him no matter what. It was all a lie though, and Blaine knew it. Even the pretending stopped when he came out. The Christmas after he came out to his parents, he stayed home with his homophobic babysitter because they were flying to Paris for business, but he knew they were just flying there to fly there. No matter how busy, his parents didn't work on holidays. Oh, but his birthday on the other hand, they could work then. The bullying for him started when he was in the sixth grade and lasted until the eighth. After three years of 'complaining' about being beaten up, his parents enrolled him in the sanctuary that was Dalton Academy. He was a freshman. He met Kurt when he was a sophomore, fell in love, and transferred to a place where he never felt safe the very next year; public school. He did it for his boyfriend and his boyfriend only. If it weren't for Kurt, he would have never transferred. Not in a million years. So now, sitting here on the couch early Christmas morning with hot cocoa in his usual coffee mug, he looks around the big, empty house with a frown. His parents went to Milan on a 'big trip that they just couldn't miss', so…
Blaine was alone.
On Christmas.
Again.
He puts a hand on his stomach and pats it softly.
"It's okay, Peanut. We have each other." He sighs and takes a sip of his cocoa just as his phone starts to buzz; he answers it without checking to see who it was, "Mm.. Hello?"
Kurt's soft morning voice sounds through the phone, "Hey..."
"Um, hey?" He laughs and sets his mug on the table, standing up and walking to the kitchen to find something to eat. He hadn't felt sick yet this morning, but he wouldn't get his hopes up.
"What's up?" He asks with a long sigh.
"Sweetheart, did you just wake up?" Blaine smiles at his boyfriend's grunt of confirmation, "Why are you calling me? Shouldn't you be opening your presents?"
"No." He mumbles tiredly, "No one else is up yet. I forgot to call last night and ask what you were doing today."
"Oh." He frowns and rubs the back of his neck, lying smoothly, "Just spending the day with my parents. As if I didn't get enough of the already for the past week. I've hardly been able to see you. We miss you."
"I know, it sucks." Kurt pauses and Blaine can hear the smile in his voice when he speaks next, "We?"
"Peanut misses you too." Blaine smiles, "I'm convinced she's a girl."
He laughs a bit, "Oh yeah? Why do you think that?"
"KURT! WAKE UP, IT'S CHRISTMAS!"
"Babe, I gotta go." Kurt says, an annoyed tone to his voice, "Finn's yelling at me."
"Yeah, I can hear that." He chokes out a chuckle and smiles, "Have fun. I hope everyone likes their present. Tell them I said hello and merry Christmas, okay?"
"I will." He sighs, "You really didn't ha-"
"Stop it." He smiles, "I wanted to."
"KURT!"
"You'd better go before he dies." Blaine laughs and starts to pull out some stuff from the fridge to make himself breakfast, "I love you, honey. Have fun today."
"I love you too." He clears his throat, "Stop by later tonight if you can get away from the rents. My dad and Carole are going out with some friends after dinner and Finn's going to Rachel's, so we'll have the house to ourselves. Besides, I'm going to have to thank you properly for whatever it is you bought me that's wrapped up in that small ring sized box downstairs!"
"I'll try." He smiles, "Bye, baby."
"See you later, gorgeous."
Blaine hangs up with a small smile, slowly making his way around the kitchen as he cooks breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, and for the healthy thing Kurt would approve of, half of a grapefruit with a little sugar. Once everything was cooked and on his plate, he sits down and begins to eat, looking around the big empty kitchen, never feeling more alone in his life. Even when he was little he had someone there to watch him when his parents left for the holidays. Last year he had Kurt and the Dalton boys… now he has no one. It was just him and this big, cold, empty house. Blaine looks down at his growing stomach and rests his free hand on it, sighing softly to himself. No, he wasn't alone… and for the next six months he never would be. There was a little baby inside of him that he promised to give the world. His and Kurt's baby would have everything Blaine never had growing up; a family that loved and accepted him no matter what. He knew his baby would get that from both himself and his partner, along with his in-laws. Blaine smiles to himself. Referring to Burt and Carole as his in-laws was so easy for him to do. He knew one day he and Kurt would be married, living in New York while his husband lives out his dreams. That's all he could ever ask for...
"Blaine?" A soft voice says, giving his body a light shake, "Wake up… it's me."
"Hmm?" Blaine groans softly, squinting at the blurry form standing over him, "What?" His voice was hoarse and scratchy, but not from sleep.
"Are you alright?" It was Kurt. What was Kurt doing at his house?
"What? Yeah…" He sits up, rubbing his wet eyes. Oh, that's right. He'd cried himself to sleep on the couch in front of the empty fireplace.
"You look like you've been crying." He feels a warm body sit next to him, "Are you sure? Don't lie to me again. I've had about enough of it today. I can't believe you lied about your parents being gone."
Blaine looks at him in confusion, sniffling softly, "H-how did you find out about that?"
Kurt rolls his eyes and holds up his phone, "Facebook, Blaine. I have it. The one decent family member you do have, Aunt Carmen, wrote on your wall and said you could come right over if you felt lonely. And I asked myself…" He muses, a sharp tone in his voice, "Why would Blaine be feeling lonely? He's at home with his parents, not that that's much better, but still, he's not alone."
"I'm sorry." He says softly, frowning at his boyfriend, "I just didn't want to bother you. This day is about family. I didn't want you worrying about me."
"But then," Kurt continues, glaring at the boy next to him, "I thought about how you sounded on the phone and I couldn't believe I didn't catch you then! You lied to me like it was nothing."
"Because it is nothing!"
"No!" He shouts, looking at him like he's crazy, "No, it's not 'nothing'!"
Tears fill his eyes and he looks down, his hands cradling his abdomen protectively, "Please don't yell."
"Screw that!" He runs a hand through his, surprisingly, already messy hair, "You lied to me! Even after we promised, Blaine!"
"I said I'd work on it!" Blaine screams back now, but instantly calms down; he didn't like to be angry, "We s-said we'd work on it… me on lying to make sure you don't worry, and you with worrying. We didn't… we didn't promise anything, Kurt. I'm sorry." He looks down, slumping down into the couch.
"Hey…" Kurt reaches over, gently lifting up his chin with his finger so that their eyes meet, "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have been yelling like that, I just… I just hate it when you lie to me, no matter how good your intentions. It makes me think you don't trust me."
He frowns and stares into his eyes, "I trust you with my life. You love to spend time with your family and I didn't want you to be worried about me… so I lied. And I'm so, so sorry."
"It's okay, I forgive you." He smiles and leans in, softly kissing his lips, speaking quietly again when he pulls back, "I'm sorry too. Do you forgive me?"
"Of course I do." Blaine chuckles and closes his eyes, resting their foreheads together, "Peanut does too. She knows how it is. Sometimes you just gotta yell."
Kurt rests his hand over his boyfriend's stomach and smiles, "You never answered my question on the phone. Why do you think it's a girl?"
He shrugs and smiles brightly, "I just have a feeling I guess." He opens his eyes, suddenly remembering something, "Oh, hey. Did you open your present? Do you like it?"
"Nope." The pale boy grins and shakes his head as he pulls back, "I have some stuff out in the car for you. We're going to have our own little Christmas together."
That night was probably the best Christmas night of Blaine's life. When his boyfriend came back inside, his arms were full of Tupperware dishes filled with Carole's amazing cooking. It wasn't until then that he realized just how hungry he actually was. Before they ate, Blaine made some of his famous hot cocoa and started a fire in the fireplace. From then on, they sat on the couch in front of the fire, eating leftover Christmas dinner and chatting about their day. Or rather Kurt was talking about his day, telling him how much everyone loves their gifts from Blaine. He said Carole started to cry when she opened hers, saying that it was way too much. He had gotten her a white gold Tiffany's necklace that said her name with little diamonds in it. His parents had a lot of money that he could blow on whatever, so he wanted to get Carole something nice. Kurt went on to say that Finn adores his new video game and Burt is in love with the tool set, but then Blaine started thinking…
"Why haven't you opened your gift?" He asks, interrupting Kurt mid-sentence.
He smiles sweetly, forgetting about what he was saying before, "Well I wanted to open it in front of you. Plus I wanted to be here when you opened yours!" He grins and reaches in his bag, taking out a beautifully wrapped square-ish gift.
"Oh, Kurt…" Blaine sighs, gently taking it, "I told you, you didn't have to get me anything."
"I wanted to." He grins and shrugs, "It's kind of for both of us anyway. But open it!"
He grins back and carefully tears back the wrapping, pulling out what looked like a book, "What is it?" He turns it over and gasps softly, "Oh…"
"It's a baby book." Kurt explains with a big smile, "We can put all her firsts in there, a-and there's even a section for the pregnancy! I made sure to get the biggest one. You can write her letters and mark down the days of big events! Like when she first kicks or moves!" He pauses, watching his boyfriend's face, "Oh you hate it! I'm so sorry! I-I can take it back and exchange it for some-phhinssels…"
Blaine laughs when he tries to talk under his hand, "Stop it. Your worrying is ruining the moment." He pulls his hand away and lightly kisses his lips, "Kurt, I love it. It's perfect."
He slowly smiles and beams, "Really? Do you really like it?"
"I love it." He chuckles and pecks his lips again, "Mm. Okay. Now you have to open yours. Where is it? Do you have it with you?"
He leans down and pulls the small box from his bag, "Right here!"
"Open it!" He bites his lip and waits anxiously, watching as he unties the bow and opens the box, "Okay, now really, if you don't like it we can take it back and get something else."
"Blaine…" Tears fill his eyes as he runs his fingers over it, "Oh… oh, baby th-this is… so amazing…"
"You really think so?" He licks his lips nervously, "Don't just say that. I know it's really cheesy."
Kurt chokes out a laugh and sniffles, looking up at him, "I'm not. I love it. I really, really love it. Cheese and all, baby." He reaches out and pulls his boyfriend into a tight hug, closing his eyes, "Thank you."
Blaine closes his eyes and hugs back with a small, relieved smile. In the box was a silver half dollar sized coin with the word 'Courage' written on it in fancy writing. There were little pictures engraved around the word as well, like little hearts and music notes. There was a little note engraved on the back, but he would tell Kurt about that later. The coin was, indeed, very, very cheesy, but Blaine wanted to get his boyfriend something personal and from the heart. This was the first thing he thought of. He pulls back from the hug and smiles, softly wiping his tears away with the pad of his thumbs, kissing his lips softly. Kurt grips at his shirt and pulls him closer, kissing him firmly. Blaine hums happily against his lips with a smile and wraps his arms around his waist. Kurt only presses closer, pushing his fingers into his gel-less curls.
"Baby…" Blaine mumbles against his lips, chuckling as he pulls back, "Baby, there's something else."
Kurt groans and bites his lip, scooting closer, "No more gifts… not unless it involves a nice warm bed and the disappearance of our clothes."
He laughs and rolls his eyes, "Take the coin out and flip it over! There's a note."
"Oh gosh…" He grins and does as he says, pausing before he read it, "Is it going to make me cry?"
"No." He chuckles, "I promise… but the next part might."
Kurt lets his jaw slack slightly, "There's more?"
"Just read the coin."
The note reads: 'Kurt, there isn't enough space on the back of this coin to express in words how much you mean to me, but I just want you to know that you give me Courage too… always have. I love you. – Blaine "
Kurt looks up and smiles at Blaine, but pauses when another ring-sized gift is placed on his lap, "Oh… baby, no. No more presents. I didn't get you anything else."
He laughs, "I don't care, just open it."
"Fine." He smiles and pulls the bow off, sighing deeply, "This is ridiculous, just because you have your parents money to spend doesn't mean you get to sp- oh…"
"They're promise rings, and I bought them with my own money." Blaine explains softly, watching him carefully, "Yours says my name and mine says yours. It's my promise to you that I'll be with you forever and be faithful, and vice versa… if you accept it that is."
"Of course I accept it." Kurt says, choking out a soft laugh through his happy tears, "Of course, Blaine!"
They ended the perfect night with perfect Christmas love-making(:
I'm sorry it took so long to get this out! I wanted to to be perfect... and this is as close as I could get -.- Yeah, the end was kinda dumb. Anyway(: Review and tell me what you think!