A/N: Oh what? Another chapter today? Bahaha. I'm just giving you something to snack on, because I won't be on for another couple of days. Road Trip! (the one I'm working on that'll be an actual fic) has been typed, but I want to wait until I watch Glee tomorrow, so I can be all giddy, edit it one final time in a good mood and then post it. Let me just say...it's pretty freakin awesome.

Rating: G/K

"Close your eyes," Blaine grinned

"It's bad enough you didn't bring my present to the party," Kurt teased, "And now you don't want me to see it?"

"Please?"

Kurt couldn't resist. He shut his eyes tightly and placed a hand over each eye. There was a bit of shuffling around on Blaine's part, before he was finally ready.

"Okay," Kurt could hear the grin on his lips. "Open,"

Kurt removed his hands from his open eyes. In front of him sat a large cake, and on top sat two tickets. He snatched them up, reading them carefully before letting out a squeal.

Two Front Row Seats to Wicked!

Kurt gave Blaine a giant hug, kissing him gently. It was exactly what he wanted.

"This is perfect!" he cried breathlessly. "Thank you so, so much!"

Blaine only laughed, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist.

"Front Row!" Kurt marvelled. "And in the centre!"

"Eat your cake," Blaine just grinned and Kurt returned to it, only to squeal once more.

The Original Broadway Cast Of Wicked sat on his cake in edible paper.

"You are the best boyfriend," Kurt hugged and kissed him again, "Ever,"

"So are you," Blaine grinned. "For being so awesome,"

^.^

"This is so exciting!" Kurt could barely contain himself as they milled around the lobby. They had ten minutes before the doors actually opened. Each were dressed in stylish tuxedos, both of them looking dapper and handsome.

"I haven't been to a show in ages," Blaine grinned. "Last one I saw was 'Singing In The Rain,"

Kurt's eyes widened, "I didn't take you for a Broadway geek,"

"I'm generally not," Blaine grinned as they approached the merchandise table. "Oh! Look, it's the Grimmerie!" Kurt placed a finger on the open page of Kristin Chenoweth. He flicked through it as Blaine disappeared.

When he turned around, Blaine was standing nonchalantly near the now open doors.

^.^

The show was amazing, but then again, they almost always were. Kurt laughed, clapped, squealed and cried – clutching Blaine's hand throughout it.

Kurt was the first to give a standing ovation as the cast returned to the stage for bows, and Kurt could've sworn that the 'Elphaba' looked straight at him.

Even exiting the theatre, he was giddy and animated, replaying and scrutinizing his favourite scenes (which was most of them) with Blaine.

"Do you want to go to the Stage Door?"

"Oh! Can we?"

Blaine just grinned. He loved making his boyfriend happy – and it was so easy to do.

Kurt gushed over the cast and crew, congratulating each and every one of them. He got autographs from the cast, getting them to sign their picture on his Playbook. When the stage doors were locked, Kurt turned the Blaine, who was waiting patiently a little way away. Kurt was flushed and couldn't stop grinning, even as he gave Blaine the biggest kiss of his life.

"I love you," Kurt said. "You are so good to me, and I can't do anything in return,"

Blaine cut him off before he could continue. "Loving me as much as you do, and letting me see you smile is more than enough to pay me back. Before you came to Dalton, you were so unhappy. You barely smiled, but now you're a bundle of excited energy that barely stops smiling. Knowing I've done that is all worth it,"

Kurt could only grin, kissing Blaine as he finished talking.

"You hungry?" Kurt nodded.

Among the excitement and glee, he could feel hungry tugging. "Alright, good,"

Blaine led him to a restaurant across the street.

"This looks busy…they probably won't have a table for us," Kurt said, tugging on Blaine's arm. It also looked expensive.

"Hi," Blaine just shrugged him off and approached the waitress, smiling brightly. "Can I get the reservation for Hummel-Anderson?"

Kurt stared at Blaine with wide eyes. "Surely not! You took me to see Wicked! You can't be taking me to a fancy dinner, too?"

"Kurt!" Blaine protested. "It's called dinner and a show! And besides, it's your birthday. I can do whatever I want,"

Kurt only sighed, gripping Blaine's hand as they were lead to a romantic table with candles and roses.

"And by the way," Kurt grinned as he sat. "I like the whole 'Hummel-Anderson' thing. If we get married, we are so having a hyphenated name,"

The two of them froze as Kurt finished his sentence. They had been together for a little over a year, but the subject of their future hadn't really come up.

"I mean…" Kurt flushed red. This was it. He'd done it.

Blaine placed a comforting hand on Kurt's.

"Hey, in a couple of years…Hummel-Anderson sounds amazing,"

The tension was gone. Kurt let out a breath of relief, alongside a mile wide grin.

Blaine wanted to get married!

Of course, Kurt had been dreaming of his wedding day with Blaine since the day they met. But now, Blaine's feelings were reciprocated. Kurt did a mental dance.

At seventeen, neither boy had many plans, but they had realised that whatever plans they did have involved each other. Kurt was slightly overwhelmed. He had just turned seventeen, and now they were thinking about marriage. He did another mental dance.

"Kurt," Blaine said with a grin. He opened his bag and pulled out a stylish jacket he had bought for Kurt at the Wicked store. He pushed it towards Kurt, who wore a look of amazement. "You better not be thinking about dumping me anytime soon, because there's no way I'll be letting you go,"

A/N: This one happened to my mate - I only got minor details over the phone so this is my interpretation of what happened. I am SOOO pumped for Glee. The only thing I've been listening to IS Glee, and I rewatched every episode of Season 2 so far. EEEKKKK. See ya'll in a couple of days. P.S: Reviews are Love.