A/N: I gave my crush a present and he liked it. :))))
ALSO IT IS CHRISTMAS EVE. TIME IS SO FUCKING FAST.
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Kurt smiled, walking out of Blaine's car with him and they started to walk into the school.
Blaine happily grabbed Kurt's hand, "God, baby, you hands are cold!"
"S-Sorry, it's just... cold out here!" Kurt stuttered, "It's still a week until winter! God, this weather..."
"How are you so cold when you are so hot?" Blaine asked at an attempt at flirty humor.
He blushed, and shook his head, "Wow Blaine," He mumbled, trying to hide his blush, and walked off to the school.
"Wait," Blaine caught up to Kurt, "Have my jacket," He took off his jacket, and slowly put it on Kurt, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
Kurt rolled his eyes playfully, "Sweet but...cliche."
Blaine shrugged and started to walk to the school, just like Kurt did.
"Blaine wait," Kurt whispered softly, "Come here," He gestured for Blaine to walk over to his, which he did, "C-can I... c-can I kiss you?"
He was a bit taken back that he asked before he did, but what a silly question.
"Of cour-" Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and pressed a sweet, gentle kiss to Blaine's lips. Blaine's eyes widened but then he relaxed into the kiss.
Kurt pulled away slowly after a few seconds, nuzzling into Blaine's warmth.
"Why did you ask, Kurt?" Blaine asked, smiling, "You didn't even have to."
He nonchalantly shrugged, "I dunno, I just... I just wasn't sure if you wanted me to..."
In a swift movement, Kurt tugged Blaine by his shirt and pulled him closer to him, slamming their lips together to let their tongues battle for dominance.
"Kurt, mph, god, I-I-" Blaine moaned and pinned Kurt to the brick wall of the school.
"Baby, mm, I-I l-" He whined and wanted more of Kurt.
"Fags."
It was those comments, comments that made Kurt back away from everyone, everything. They made Kurt worry about what people could do to him and his significant other whom he will choose to wed and love.
Kurt quickly pulled away, stepping about four feet away from Blaine, and trying his best to glare at Karofsky, without showing his fear.
Blaine panted, staring at where Kurt was about five seconds ago, before angrily turning to Karofsky, so much hate in his eyes, it was impossible to miss.
"What do you want?" He spat out, standing protectively in front of Kurt.
Karofsky laughed, "Like I'm afraid of some queer in a sweater vest."
"Shut. Up."
Kurt walked up to Karofsky, "You can hurt me all you want but do not hurt my boyfriend."
Karofsky glared at Kurt and it made Kurt take a step back in fear.
He spat in Kurt's face before spitting in Blaine's face and then walked away.
He spat in their fucking faces.
Kurt groaned in frustration, "I don't know what to get him, Mercedes!"
"What did he say he wanted when you asked?" Mercedes said on the other line on the phone.
He blushed, remembering what his boyfriend's answer was.
"So I bought your Christmas present yesterday and I think you will love it." Blaine grinned, taking hold of Kurt's hand.
Kurt blushed and turned his head curiously at his boyfriend, "What do you want for Christmas?"
Blaine smiled slyly, "You," He pressed a small, soft kiss to his cheek.
He blushed an even darker color, "You already have me. What else?"
He shook his head, "You are the best gift I can ever receive."
Kurt sighed, and leaned in for a kiss.
"Kurt?"
Kurt snapped out of his memory of earlier that day, "Oh, um, sorry. What were we talking about?"
"What did Blaine say he wanted?"
The blush appeared on his face, "Me," He mumbled quietly.
Mercedes giggled, "You guys are too cute!" She exclaimed.
"No, he's too cute. I'm not," Kurt stated.
"Oh, hush!"
Kurt rolled his eyes, "But I still don't know what to give him."
"Hmmm," Mercedes said, thoughtful, "Well, he wears a lot of bow ties."
"And?" Kurt asked, "Wait, are you suggesting I give him bow ties for Christmas?"
Mercedes sighed, "Just trying to help," She mumbled, "And if you want, I could ask him."
"Please?" Kurt smiled.
She smiled, "Of course," Kurt heard some rustling, "Kurt, I gotta go, see you tomorrow. Love ya, boo!"
Kurt walked around the store, a bit uncomfortable, the store was so intimidating.
The store was huge, and was full of expensive stuff, which his clothes are but he has an eye for bargains.
"May I help you, sir?" A tall man in a dapper suit, asked him.
He jumped, startled by the voice, and slowly looked up, "U-Um, n-no, I'm fine," He smiled.
The man, nodded, "Feel free to ask anything."
With that, the man walked away, and Kurt started looking around for what he was looking for.
Kurt smiled as he found some ties and next to them, bow ties.
There was lots of bow ties. Winter ones. Summer ones. Spring ones. Small, big, plain, plaid, striped, ect.
A lot of them looked familiar so he guessed Blaine had them and others were just so eccentric and odd. The prices were outrageous on some of them. The prices ranged from five dollars to eighty. Some were designers and some were definitely not. He looked through the aisle and most weren't really one that stuck out.
He was about to give up when he saw a beautiful glass box, to put your collection of bow ties, it fits about sixty and it came with twenty-five designer bow ties. He looked at the price and his eyes widened, he did not have that money to burn. He sighed and examined it more. Blaine's green-hazel eyes went to his mind and he caved in.
He had to buy this.
Kurt walked into the choir room, grinning, as Santana walked in and they were about to sing what they prepared. They waited until everyone came in before they started.
Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Santana started the song.
Santa baby, a '54 convertible, too, light blue
Well I'll wait up for you, dear, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight, yeah
Kurt sang, smiling, and winked at Blaine.
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the boys I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list
They sang together and then Santana took the lead again.
Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot
I've been an angel all year, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Kurt blushed, and grinned even wider.
Santa, honey, there's one more thing I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine, Santa honey
So hurry down the chimney tonight
This wasa predictable song for Santana but not Kurt.
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Kurt finished the song with another wink at Blaine.
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
And I don't mean on the phone, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Everyone cheered and Blaine looked at Kurt, blush on face.
Like Thanksgiving, Blaine was going to spend Christmas alone, so Kurt invited him over for Christmas with his family.
"Hello Burt," Blaine greeted his dad, shaking his hand.
Burt smiled, "Nice to see you again, Blaine."
Blaine nodded, and gave Kurt a peck on the lips.
The whole night was amazing, and he felt welcome. Which was odd since he was raised in a fucked up family. He talked football with Burt, helped Carole prepare, played a bit of Halo with Finn while Kurt snuggled against him, and he watched them open their presents.
"Huh," Blaine said, exclaiming their Christmas tree.
"'Huh,' what?" Kurt mocked him, walking over to him, and offering him some hot chocolate.
Blaine smiled and took the drink, "It's just that, I've never had a real tree before. I should talk my parents into getting one next year. It's so pretty," A small, slightly sad, smile tugged at his lips.
Kurt turned saddened as well, "My mom always used to get us a real pine. Me and her could never wait for my dad because it was so cheery and happy." He pulled off a ornament and showed it to Blaine before taking a sniff, "It's my mom's old perfume bottle. I always loved the way she smelled." He sighed sadly, and put it back on the tree.
"I'm sorry, Kurt," Blaine whispered sincerely, and gave Kurt a soft kiss on his cheek.
As soon as he did the tears rolled down.
"I miss her so much."
Kurt and Blaine were in the bedroom getting ready to exchange gifts.
"So," Kurt closed the door and secretly locked it, "Who will open first?"
Blaine smiled at Kurt, pulling him in his arms, "Can I?"
He smiled and brushed a stray curl off of his forehead, "Of course."
He got up, and walked over to grab his first gift to Blaine, "Here," Carefully he gave it to Blaine.
Blaine slowly ripped of the wrapping paper and gasped as he saw what it was.
"Oh, my, god, Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed, happily, and blushed at his own reaction, "This is perfect! All the boxes I have are cheap and worn out. And look at these bow ties, they're so perfect and finely detailed. I love it," He embraced Kurt and was about to grab his gift to him when Kurt stopped him.
"Wait," He smiled, "Close your eyes, I have another present," Blaine did as he was told and Kurt reached for the second gift.
Blaine felt something placed in his lap and opened his eyes to see what it was, his eyes widened and he gasped again, mouth gaping open, "Kurt, god, this is beautiful, how did you..." He trailed off and plucked some of the strings on the purple acoustic guitar in his lap.
They once more embraced each other and Blaine wiped away a tear, "God, I don't deserve you."
Kurt smiled and pulled away, "My turn," He announced.
Blaine reached for his gift and carefully put the guitar against the wall, "H-H-Hope you l-like it," He blushed an adorable shade of pink.
Kurt opened the small box, and opened the even smaller box, revealing a beautiful diamond necklace and ring, along with a signed photo of Patti LuPone, "B-Blaine..." He looked up at his boyfriend, shocked, "These are beautiful a-and how did you get her to sign this..?"
"I sent her the picture and her a letter explaining why I wanted her to sign it so badly, and she actually sent it back, signed. She called me and told me to say hi to you for her," Blaine shrugged.
Kurt put his gifts aside and wiped away a tear, like Blaine did, and slowly crawled on top of Blaine, "I didn't give you my third gift."
Blaine's eyes widened, "I said all I want for Christmas is you."
"Exactly," Kurt whispered seductively and placed a wet kiss to his lips, letting their tongues dance together.
He heard Blaine give off a moan of his name and he slips his hands to the bottom of Blaine's shirt, tugging it off.
"F-Fuck, Blaine, you're so hot," He blushed and started sucking on his neck, nipping at the skin and it was sure to leave a mark tomorrow. He slowly worked his way down to Blaine's lower abdomen, kissing his way back up. He moved his hand to unzip Blaine's jeans, and unbutton the button.
"W-Wait, god, Kurt," Blaine stopped Kurt, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked, not sure where exactly they were going but knowing that he didn't want to stop and knowing he didn't want Kurt to be uncomfortable.
Kurt gave a soft nod of his head, and started working on pulling down Blaine's jeans, while Blaine worked on unbuttoning Kurt's shirt.
"Kurttt," Blaine moaned and stared at Kurt's milky white, flawless chest.
Blaine ran his hands over his chest and abs, before he tugged Kurt's own jeans off.
Kurt thrusted his hips down on Blaine's hard cock, making them both release a moan. It felt good and sent a rush of adrenaline down Kurt's spine, making him shiver, and thrust down again, enjoying the moan coming from Blaine's mouth. He wouldn't be lying if he said he could listen to a CD of him moaning.
He did it a few times experimentally, before they worked up a steady rhythm, making them both breathless, and harder.
"F-Fuck, K-k-Kurtt," Blaine moaned, thrusting his hips up, and it wasn't long until they both felt the warm sensation building up in their stomachs.
"B-Blaine, I-I... I'm gonna cu-cum-"
"Me t-too," Blaine pulling Kurt in for a sloppy kiss, and after a two more thrusts, they were both shouting out each others name and cumming hard.
"T-That was amazing," Blaine breathed.
"Mm," Kurt agreed.
Blaine grinned before he started to sing softly.
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas
Is you
A few minutes passed until Kurt was fast asleep.
Blaine looked over at his boyfriend snuggled in his arms, sleeping, he smiled and whispered, "I love you."
A/N: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hh. Blainers! Some angst coming soon and stuff. Probably more smut. *wiggle brow* Merry Christmas Eve! Or if you're like me, you are celebrating today!