Kurt pulled into Blaine's driveway excitedly. It was a warm summer day and he couldn't wait to spend it with Blaine. He got out of the car and nearly bounded to the door. Blaine usually met him there with a big smile and a hug. Kurt waited a few seconds, surprised Blaine didn't fling the door open, before ringing the doorbell. He soon heard footsteps scampering to the door. The door flew open and Blaine greeted him with a smile. "What took you so long?" Kurt asked jokingly.
"I was getting your surprise ready!" Blaine exclaimed. Blaine awkwardly had one hand behind his back. Kurt stepped inside and Blaine shut the door.
"Well…what is it?" Kurt asked. Wordlessly, Blaine pulled a tiny, black kitten, perched perfectly in his hand, out from behind his back. Kurt, wordlessly, just stared at it for a minute. "He's precious," Kurt finally squeaked.
"His name is Timmy. My mom's friend's cat had kittens and my mom always wanted a cat. So he's ours," Blaine said, a huge, giddy grin on his face.
"Can I hold him?" Kurt asked. Blaine held the tiny animal out to Kurt, who took him and held him to his chest. He batted at Kurt's face. "He's so adorable!" Kurt cooed.
"Watch this!" Blaine yelled. He picked up a pink, fluffy pom pom on a string off of the floor and held it next to Kurt's ear. Timmy attacked it wholeheartedly, tickling Kurt's ear. "Put him on the floor. We got all these toys," Blaine said. Despite the beautiful weather outside, Kurt and Blaine stayed in all day, playing with the newest little Anderson.