"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" Blaine chanted excitedly, crawling onto Kurt's bed and bouncing a little to wake his boyfriend up.

Kurt groaned and hid his face in his pillow. "Stop it."

Blaine laid down behind Kurt and wrapped his arms around the teen, resting his chin on his shoulder so that his head was basically lying on top of Kurt's. "Happy birthday." He said with a smile on his face, grinning when he saw Kurt's eyes slowly open as a small smile appeared.

"Thank you," He said. "What time is it?"

"Nine," Blaine replied. "Your d-dad asked me to w-wake you up b-b-because he has to g-go to work b-but he wants to see y-you first."

"Okay," Kurt yawned. "Up." He said, sitting up once Blaine moved and rubbing his tired eyes.

They made their way downstairs and Blaine informed Kurt that his dad was in the kitchen.

"SURPRISE!"

Kurt laughed, covering his face with his hands. There were presents stacked up on the table with a plate of waffles in front of it and a few cards next to that. Finn, Burt and Carole were standing behind the table with smiles on their faces while Blaine grinned at his boyfriend's embarrassment.

"You guys are terrible," He laughed. "Thank you."

"Breakfast!" Blaine smiled, pushing Kurt towards the table. "Eat it b-before it g-gets cold."

Kurt sat down and began to eat his breakfast, thankful when everyone started to move around instead of just standing there, watching him eat. His dad and Carole really did have to go to work, and they each pressed a kiss to Kurt's cheek before they left, leaving the three teens alone.

Kurt finished his breakfast and opened his cards and presents, pressing a long kiss to Blaine's lips when he opened his while Finn made gagging noises behind them. Kurt chuckled and pulled away.

"You're so childish." Kurt said to Finn teasingly.

"G-Go g-get d-d-dressed," Blaine said. "We're going out."

"Where?" Kurt asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Out." Blaine laughed.

Kurt pouted but went upstairs to get dressed anyway, coming back down to the kitchen to find Finn and Blaine whispering secretively. They jumped apart when they heard the door open and tried to act natural, but failed.

"What are you two up to?" Kurt asked suspiciously.

"Nothing!" Finn exclaimed.

"Let's g-g-go." Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand and leading him out of the house.

Kurt was pleased to find out that Blaine was taking him on a mini shopping spree, but he was also confused as to why his boyfriend was whispering with Finn so covertly. He'd tried multiple times to get Blaine to tell him what was going on, but his boyfriend just skipped ahead of him and pointed out something that would "look so great on you!"

"Blaine," Kurt whined. "You know I love shopping as much as the next person, but I really just want to go home." He complained. They'd been shopping for hours and it was already nearing dinner time.

Blaine sighed. "Give m-me a s-s-second." He said, kissing Kurt's cheek before turning away from him and typing out a text on his phone.

"Blaine," Kurt groaned. "I swear to god I'm going to leave you here by yourself in a minute."

"Okay, okay," Blaine said, putting his phone in his pocket. "Let's g-go."

Kurt was relieved when they got home. He dropped his bags on the floor and blindly reached out for the light switch, switching it on and frowning when nothing happened. He began to switch it back and forth but still, no light was appearing.

"What the hell..." He mumbled, scrunching his face up in confusion. "Dad? Finn?" Kurt called out, but he was met with silence.

"I think there's b-b-been a p-power c-c-cut." Blaine said.

"How!?" Kurt exclaimed. "It's like, the middle of summer."

Blaine shrugged. "You h-have c-c-candles in y-your room d-don't you?"

"Yeah," Kurt sighed. "Help me take my carry my bags?" He asked sweetly.

Blaine nodded and picked up some of the bags, following Kurt to his seventeen year old opened his bedroom door and gasped, freezing in the doorway.

Kurt's bed had been pushed into the far corner of his room and in the centre of the room was a pile of pillows and blankets, with a few candles scattered around the room. There were dim fairy lights hung around the room too, casting a soft glow in the room. The nest of blankets was facing Kurt's TV, and there was a blanket spread out in front of the nest with different snacks on - the TV screen showing the DVD menu to Moulin Rouge.

"I thought w-we c-c-could have a m-m-mo-movie night." Blaine said quietly, standing behind his boyfriend.

"You...I...what?"

"I got F-F-Finn to s-set it all up, which is why I w-w-wouldn't let y-you go home f-for a while," Blaine explained. "He's g-gone out to dinner with your d-dad and C-C-Carole."

"But...you...huh?"

Blaine giggled, taking Kurt's bags from him and dumping them all on his bed. He closed the door and took Kurt's hands, leading him over to the nest of blankets. He sat down with him and pressed play on the movie before leaning back into the pillows and opening his arms for Kurt, who smiled and cuddled up to him.

"Thank you," Kurt said a while later, despite the fact that the movie was still playing. Blaine looked down at him and smiled lovingly. "For today...I know I got kind of moody earlier, but it really was perfect."

Blaine pressed a chaste kiss to Kurt's lips. "You're w-welcome," He said. "I'm g-g-glad y-you enjoyed it."

"I love you." Kurt whispered happily, reaching down to hold Blaine's hand.

"I love you too," Blaine replied. "So m-m-much."