AN: I kind of lied when I said I had about fifteen chapters in mind. This will be the last chapter, however I will write an epilogue. Also I was thinking about writing a bunch of one shots, from the time Blaine and Kurt broke up, Kurt's first year at college, and things like that. I'm still not a hundred percent with that though. Although I do have another story in mind and it'll be complete different from this story.
Chapter Thirteen- I Can't Ever Be Brave Cause You Make My Heart Race
"Why are did you park blocks away from… Wherever you're taking me?" Kurt said through his blindfolded eyes. "I feel utterly stupid walking around with my eyes covered."
"First, I just got my cast off so I'm going to take advantage of walking," Blaine kept pulling Kurt by the hand. "Second I'm guiding you. You shouldn't have anything to worry about."
"Tell that to the three people, magazine cart stand, and pole you "guided" me into."
"You're lucky I love you, I don't know if I would be able to handle these snarky comebacks," he opens the door to a building and goes into an elevator.
"What kind of Christmas present is this anyway? I thought this beautiful Marc Jacobs blue mélange cashmere scarf was my gift," he pets the fabric resting around his neck.
"But this isn't just a present," he pulls Kurt out of the elevator. "It's an investment."
"What are you talking about?"
His question goes unanswered, and then he hears a door being unlocked and opened. Kurt with the help of Blaine slowly steps into the room.
"You can take off your blindfold now."
Kurt unties the material from his eyes. He notices that he's in a studio but on the wall in gold airbrush cursive said Hummel Designs.
"Blaine… What is this?" He turns in a slight circle.
"This is your studio for your fledgling fashion empire. It's just a starter and of course we don't expect you to stay here but I thought you'd like it."
He walks over to the windows and admires the view. "Who is 'we'?"
"My mom and I along with Fo and her parents helped with this present. I take absolutely no credit, this was all Fo's idea."
Kurt's growing silence started to worry Blaine. "If you don't like it we can-"
"Like it?" Kurt turned to him with tear filled eyes. "I love it so much. I can't even… There really are no words."
Kurt grabs Blaine's shirt smashing their lips together.
"Well," Blaine said breathlessly. "That's a good start."
The blue eyed boy looked at the window then back at Blaine. "And as much as I am for exhibitionism we should go back to my place so I can properly thank you."
Blaine and Kurt are walking hand in hand when they see a familiar face on the street with a camera in hand.
"Isn't that the guy from the Brooklyn Artists' Gym?" Kurt whispered into his ear.
"Yeah," Blaine nodded. "Hey River," he called as they approached him.
"Woah!" He turned around quickly. "Curly Top and Gelfling you shouldn't sneak up on a dude like that."
"Sorry, what are you doing here?" Kurt looked around.
"Ladybug wanted me to see the new street art, I have to say she has a lot of patience," he pointed to the alleyway.
They peer into the dark to see a car covered in different colored sticky notes. Both of their jaws dropped.
"She put sticky notes on my car," Blaine deadpanned.
"You have to admire the artistic nature behind it," Kurt stood on the side of the car slightly touching it.
"Although that is nice, it's not what I was talking about," River walked into the alley pointing to the painting on the wall.
"Did she do all of this today?" Kurt looked between the two of them. "We've only been gone a few hours."
"Oh no," Blaine looked around. "I've seen this before. "She on an artistic binge and she will keep painting and doing everything until she gets it out of her system, I've only seen her do this once before. It's actually kind of cool to watch but don't get in the middle of it."
"She's amazing," River smiled fondly. "And she doesn't even know it."
Blaine and Kurt exchanged quick looks.
"Honey what are you going to do about your car?" Kurt finished circling it. "I actually kind of like it better this way."
"Ahh and there's the snarky man I love," Blaine said. "I'm kind of afraid to see the apartment," he looked up at the building.
"Nah Curly Top it's pretty clean up there," River also looked up. "Ladybug has always been good about that type of thing."
"We should go get her for practice tonight," Kurt said.
Folshi closes the door and enters back in with chinese food in hand.
"Blaine!" She called. "Food's here."
He skips into the living room.
"Calm yourself! You shouldn't be doing anything too strenuous, you only got the damn cast off two weeks ago," she sits on the floor and he sits next to her.
"I'm just happy as hell to be out of that cast and have my legs back."
"You're so optimistic, it's abnormal," she opens one of the cartons.
"My optimism is just half the payback for you sticky noting my car."
"I was bored. It seemed like a good idea at the time. You gotta admit it looked prettier. And it would make a killer prank."
He turns on the tv. "I even appreciate the fact you put my name on the back windshield. We gonna watch Ferris Bueller's Day Off?"
"Like you even have to ask," she smiled. "I'm not bothering you am I? I know I'm not exactly the most ideal roommate."
"Are you kidding? He put an arm around her. "It's kind of fun, especially to see your different techniques. The living arrangement is new to the both of us we're just going to have to adjust. But i like it. You are welcomed here as long as you need it."
"How about this? I live you with until you either move in with Kurt or he moves in here."
"I don't think that's gonna happen anytime soon," he catches a thrown dumpling in his mouth.
"Honey, it's already slowly in the process. When you aren't at your respected homes you at each other's. And you both have closet and/or drawer space. Which obviously says alot for Kurt that he's willing to make room for your clothes. So it's happening, you're just finally catching up to the rest of the world."
"Huh," Blaine thought."I haven't thought of it that way." He starts to look off in the distance.
"Blaine?" Folshi waves a chopstick in front of his face. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said anything. It might have made you uncomfortable."
"It's okay Fo," he slightly shakes his head. "It just kind of put everything into perspective. I have to go make a phone call, I'll be right back."
He gets up and goes into his room. After picking up his phone he scrolls through the contacts until he finds the one he's looking for. He dials and takes in a sharp breath.
"Hey Burt? It's Blaine. I wanted to ask you about something. I wanted to ask your permission to marry Kurt," he smiled.