When May rolled around, the boys were once again headed to New York for Nationals. Thankfully, the glee club had done well and was moving on. I'm sure all the kids would have been upset to not make it, but I know my boys would have been devastated to miss out on going for their senior year. Kurt had, of course, packed everything two weeks in advance. Finn's standard packing procedure consisted of throwing everything into a duffel bag an hour before he had to leave the house, but we were trying to convince him to pack a little earlier than that. Blaine also procrastinated a bit. This was how we ended up frantically searching for another suitcase the night before they were to leave for Nationals. We didn't realize that Blaine didn't have a suitcase. He didn't bring one with him, and the only time we went away was camping, and he only needed a backpack. Rather than go out and buy one, we were finally able to convince Kurt to give up one of his four. Really, no one needed four suitcases, especially since they weren't going for that long. Honestly, I think the only reason Kurt gave up one of his bags was because it was for Blaine. Never mind that fact that he was only allowed one checked bag and one carry-on on the plane.
Later that night, I heard Kurt yell, then stomp down the stairs.
"I can't believe this! Mr. Schue just sent out the room assignments for New York. And he put me in with the girls again!" He half yelled. Finn didn't even acknowledge Kurt and kept playing his video game. Blaine tried to look sympathetic without taking his eyes off the screen, or else he would lose to Finn.
"Weren't you with the girls last year too?" I ask him. I didn't see what the big deal was.
"That was different. This time I have Blaine. Either we should both be in with the guys, or all the gay boys should have to be in with the girls. It's not fair. I'm not a girl!" Kurt finished his impassioned speech and stomped back upstairs to send a strongly worded email. I knew he wouldn't change anything. Schuester was separating them for the same reason the boys and the girls had separate rooms. But I chose not to mention this. I figured I would let Kurt fight (and most likely lose) his own battle.
After Finn won whatever shooting game they were playing, Blaine nudged his shoulder and gave him a look. Finn immediately knew what Blaine meant and stood up awkwardly, announcing to the room that he was going to go see if Kurt could help him pack. That was a bit odd, but most things Finn did were odd, so I let it go. Blaine got up off the floor and sat next to me on the couch. After a few minutes of Blaine wringing his hands and biting his lip, I knew he had something he wanted to talk to me about.
"Did you want to talk to me about something?" I asked him, attempting to break the silence.
"Oh, um… yeah. It's about New York. I… um… I know we're still in high school, but we'll be moving to New York together in the fall, so I wanted to ask your permission to ask Kurt to marry me." Blaine said, all very quickly without breathing. I probably should have been surprised, but I really wasn't. I knew they were going to get married. I also knew it would probably be early, most likely before they finished college. They already acted like an old married couple. I now had to decide whether to draw this out and make it painful, or relenting and agreeing to save him from the torment. He was visibly nervous, so I decided if he was brave enough to ask me, I could agree.
"Alright, I guess that would be OK. When were you thinking?" I asked him.
"Wait. Really? Did you just say yes?" He said, astonished. I just nodded my head before he went on to answer my question. "We get one free day in New York, so I was thinking of taking Kurt to see Wicked then out to a fancy dinner. I'd probably ask him then."
"Good plan. I think he'd really like that. Now why don't you go pack?" I told him. He took the stairs two at a time as he ran up to his room with a huge grin on his face. I was able to go back to reading my magazine in peace for a while, but it didn't last long. Peace and quiet never lasted long in my house. I heard a loud crashing over and over again. I immediately got up to see what was wrong. It sounded like someone was falling down the stairs. I got there just in time to see that Finn had decided that rather than carry his bag downstairs, he should toss it from the second floor. I looked up just in time to see Blaine starting to swing his, but as soon as he saw me he stopped.
"You better not throw that bag Blaine!" I yelled up there.
"I wouldn't dream of it!" He replied before skipping down the stairs and daintily placing his bag by the front door. I looked up to see Finn bent over with laughter and Kurt holding in some giggles.
Carol made dinner and we enjoyed being together since the boys were all leaving the next morning for New York. After dinner we put in a movie. I wasn't really that interested in the movie, so after a little while, I decided to go out to the garage to start organizing my tools. A few minutes later I was joined by Kurt. I kept working on organizing, figuring he would eventually say we he came to talk about.
"Hey Dad? Can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked tentatively.
"Of course. What's on your mind?" I asked him. He was a little nervous, based on how he was chewing on his lip (huh- just like Blaine did), and playing with the button on the bottom of his shirt. Kurt was usually pretty confidant, so it must be something big for him to be this nervous. After a minute he took a deep breath, stood up straight, looked me right in the eye and said:
"I want to ask Blaine to marry me." I think my mouth may have actually fallen open, but I can't be sure. After about a minute, Kurt waved his hand in front of my face to get my attention.
"Dad? Did you hear me? I said…"
"I heard you Kurt." I said, interrupting him. "Of course you can. I knew you two would end up getting married soon anyway. But if you don't mind my asking, when were you planning on asking?"
"Well, since we're going to end up living in New York, I thought it'd be nice to propose there. We have a free night, so I figured I would take Blaine to a play and a nice dinner." He told me. I had a lot of trouble keeping my laughter in. But I couldn't tell him why.
"That sounds great Kurt. Good Luck with that…" I said.
"Why do I need good luck? Do you think he'll say no?" He asked quickly, getting a little nervous. I tried to calm him down before he could get worked up.
"Of course he'll say yes. Don't worry about that. Why don't you go back to the movie before anyone notices you're gone?" I told him. He hugged me after saying thanks and walked back to the living room. I couldn't wait to tell Carol what happened today. It was certainly very exciting. I just wish I could be there to see the hilarity that was sure to ensue.
The next morning we all piled into Kurt's navigator, since it could fit all five of us and the luggage, and headed to the airport. A lot of the other kids were carpooling there, but we basically were our own carpool. Once we got to the airport and unloaded the luggage, we all said our goodbyes. Carol gave each boy a big hug and a kiss on the cheek with tears in her eyes. I gave each boy a hug and told them good luck. Carol also said good luck while crying. She was so happy about Kurt and Blaine, but she really needed to keep her emotions in check if she didn't want to ruin the surprise. I quickly ushered her back to the truck, as we waved goodbye to the boys. We were both very excited to see what would happen with Kurt and Blaine. We weren't even interested in the glee club at this point. Now we just had to play the waiting game. We had considered driving out to New York. We'd be able to see the glee club perform, plus we could be there to see how excited Kurt and Blaine were. But between both of our works, we just couldn't manage that many days off in a row without planning a few days in advance. I guess we would just have to wait until they made it back to hear what happened.
A/N: Sorry, but you'll have to wait to hear what happens too!