A/N: Did last chapter's ending count as a cliffhanger? I mean you technically all knew what was coming… Also, there is a bit of insecure!Blaine in this chapter.

Oh, well. Enjoy Blaine's adorable proposal speech! :D

Edit: I apologize for the double update. I actually updated the wrong chapter earlier, so for those of you who saw it I'M SO SORRY.

Kurt released a long sigh. "What is it?"

"I need you to go stand back by the pond before I ask you."

"Blaine, what are you talking about? You're being ridiculous."

"You're being stubborn."

"So what if I am?"

Now it was Blaine's turn to sigh hugely, feeling completely exasperated by Kurt's words. "Please, Kurt," Blaine sighed tiredly. "Just please go over by the pond so I can do this properly."

Kurt's ears perked at the word "properly." "Do you mean…?" he whispered cautiously.

Blaine lowered his head and stared at the ground. "It was supposed to be a surprise. It was supposed to be romantic. You were supposed to be swept off your feet and speechless. It was supposed to be perfect, just like you."

"Blaine," Kurt replied breathlessly. So his suspicions had been right all along; Blaine was going to propose. Kurt wanted to jump childishly and cheer from all the joy he felt streaming along in his blood at the confirmation that Blaine wanted to marry him. But he couldn't. Blaine was still looking sadly at his feet, seemingly defeated and deflated. Kurt decided to cheer him up then and there.

He looked pointedly at Wes, who had started the whole debacle essentially, who returned Kurt's look with an abashed smile. Kurt shook his head at him and turned back to his boyfriend. "Blaine? Blaine, look at me." When Blaine's gaze remained fixed on the ground Kurt reached out and tipped Blaine's chin up so that they could see eye to eye. Blaine looked into Kurt's glasz orbs for a second before turning away, feeling too embarrassed to look at him.

"Sorry," he mumbled.

"Blaine, you have nothing to be sorry for," Kurt asserted softly. "If anyone should be sorry it's Wesley."

"Hey!"

"Shut up, Wes," said the Warblers in unison.

"Sorry, sorry."

Kurt chuckled and refocused his attention on his still downtrodden boyfriend. "Blaine, I think everything you've done is so sweet. You're amazing and I could have never asked for a better boyfriend."

Blaine's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Really? Even though everything is ruined now?"

"Blaine…" Kurt couldn't believe how low Blaine's self-esteem truly was at that moment. It broke his heart to see his boyfriend feeling so low. "I don't care about Wes ruining everything. I don't know what I've done to make you think that I'm so shallow as to not love you any more simply because your beautiful surprise was ruined. If anything, this just makes me love you more."

Blaine subconsciously winced when Kurt said the word "ruined." "Are you sure you don't want to leave? You still have a chance. You don't have to say yes out of pity."

Kurt realized being gentle wasn't working so he chose a different approach toward Blaine's unease. "Blaine, I love you. And I'm not saying any of this out of pity. I don't want to leave. I don't want anything but you. Okay?"

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes searching for any sign of deceit, but found none. Kurt's expression was nothing other than sincere. Blaine hated that he felt this way, that he felt the need to doubt himself and the love Kurt had for him. He thought he had gotten over his insecurities, but he obviously wasn't as far along as he liked to think. The look of determination in Kurt's eyes and the fierce spark that could only be love made Blaine realize for not the first time that he needed Kurt in his life.

"Okay," Blaine replied shakily. "You're right. I'm sorry my insecurities made me doubt you."

"Blaine, you have nothing to apologize for. You're not the only one with insecurities."

"What do you mean, Kurt? You're perfect."

"No one is perfect, Blaine."

"But you're perfect to me," Blaine argued.

"And you are perfect to me."

Blaine nodded, conceding Kurt's point. "So, even though the surprise was ruined and I just killed the mood by almost breaking down on you, would you mind if I proposed?" he asked lightly, hoping to relieve the tension in the air.

Kurt chuckled. "I'd love that. I'm sure you have a wonderfully cheesy speech prepared especially for this occasion and I would love to hear it."

"Another surprise ruined," Blaine muttered teasingly.

"Just come on," Kurt laughed. He grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him toward the small pond. The multiple brightly colored dolphin bath toys still floated aimlessly across the water due to the slight autumn breeze. The majority of the rose petals had sunk under the weight of so much water during the time that he had been away, but Kurt didn't mind. He approached the edge of the water and turned to face Blaine, who was already positioned on one knee in front of Kurt. The Warblers "aww"ed and "ooh"ed. Blaine chose to ignore them. He took both Kurt's hands in one of his own and began to speak.

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, you are the light of my life. When I first met you on the stairs at Dalton, I was blinded by your beauty. You are most easily the most beautiful human being I have ever laid eyes on. You're witty, sarcastic, caring, loving, intelligent, fashionable, clever, gorgeous, and five million other adjectives. You know what makes me tick and you know my biggest peeves. You even know my coffee order," Blaine paused as the group of boys chuckled. "I was oblivious at first, not really noticing the way you made me feel. I guess I tried to pass the feelings off as something that was close friendship. And then the Gap Attack happened, which put a strain on our relationship. After that was Rachel's Trainwreck Extravaganza, which I sincerely apologize for, again. I have no idea why I thought it'd be a good idea to get drunk at someone else's party and then kiss one of your friends. But when you sang Blackbird when Pavarotti died… you moved me, Kurt. You made me realize that I didn't want to live without you. And then when you moved back to McKinley… that only cemented my feelings for you. I felt so lost and incomplete without you.

You are my world. My earth, my moon, my stars, my sun. Everything. I don't know where I would be without you in my life and I refuse to even think about such a scenario. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to be able to raise children with you and tell them our love story. I want to grow old together. I want to sing with you for the rest of our days on this earth. So, will you, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, do me the honor of making me become the luckiest and happiest man in the world by accepting my proposal of marriage?"

Kurt's cheeks were stained with tears by the time Blaine had finished his speech. Everything Blaine had said was just so… beautiful and Kurt didn't know what to say. He didn't even know if he could say anything with the huge lump currently lodged in his throat. He was sort of glad he wasn't the one who had proposed because there was no possible way he could have said anything better than that.

Kurt opened his mouth to attempt to speak and only a gargled noise left his throat. He was so lucky to have Blaine in his life. He wanted so badly to recapitulate each of Blaine's words and tell Blaine how much all of it had meant to him. Kurt wanted so badly to tell Blaine how much he loved him and how he would absolutely love to be Blaine's husband and raise children with him and sing with him and stay by his side until they were old and grey. He wanted so much to tell Blaine that yes he would marry him and yes of course he would do him the honor of accepting his proposal. But Kurt's throat obviously had other plans.

Blaine looked up from his kneeling position before Kurt to see tears leaking down both of his porcelain cheeks. He was crying so hard that he couldn't speak, Blaine noticed. Blaine hoped that those tears were happy tears. Despite everything Kurt had just said less than three minutes ago, Blaine was nervous. What if Kurt said no? What if Kurt was crying because he found the thought of Blaine proposing to be so ludicrous that he was actually laughing so hard inside that he was crying? And on top of those nagging doubts floating around in his mind, Blaine's knee was starting to tingle painfully. There was no way he could stand though, not until Kurt answered him one way or the other. Blaine squeezed one of Kurt's hands in his own and looked pleadingly up at Kurt.

Kurt felt Blaine squeeze his hand and looked down to see his boyfriend's scared and pleading gaze. Why was Blaine scared? Kurt would obviously say yes as soon as he could get his voice working again. His stupid, obstinate voice that still refused to obey his command to speak. But Blaine might not know that, Kurt thought. He did seem pretty insecure just a moment ago…

Kurt swallowed hard, attempting to rid himself of the lump in his throat. As he calmed he felt his throat relax and the use of his vocal chords returned. "Blaine," he breathed.

"Kurt," Blaine breathed in return.

"Yes," Kurt said firmly, a few stray tears leaking from his left eye. "Of course I'll marry you, you idiot."

Blaine's entire body slackened in relief. Kurt had said yes… Kurt had said YES! Blaine immediately rose to his feet and picked Kurt up in a sweeping hug. The Warblers cheered all around them and Kurt laughed, feeling completely carefree for the first time that day. Blaine set Kurt down after a few more spins and eagerly kissed his boyfriend, now fiancé.

As promised, Wes and David began a chorus of the Lion King's "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" and were soon joined by the remaining Warblers. Kurt was so caught up in his moment with Blaine that he didn't bother to scold them for disobeying his orders like he normally would have.

He was enveloped in the person that was Blaine. Blaine's lips, Blaine's tongue, Blaine's scent, Blaine's slight stubble, Blaine's strong arms. The love in the air took Kurt's breath away and he couldn't imagine a more perfect moment.