A/N: I don't think I can do it guys...I've got a mate over, I'm trying to cook and write a couple of lines of each fic at a time. 6 to go... Hmmm.

Kurt bounced into the room, a wide grin on his lips.

"Happy anniversary Blaine…" he grinned, kissing his boyfriend on the lips and cuddling into his embrace.

"Happy anniversary gorgeous." Blaine laughed, barely avoiding the mysterious item Kurt had that almost smacked him in the face. "What's this?"

"Chocolates!" Kurt explained happily, presenting them to Blaine with added flourish.

"Not flowers?" Blaine quirked an eyebrow.

They'd been dating for seven years, and each anniversary Kurt had given him flowers.

"Not flowers." Kurt grinned, kissing him quickly. "You kill flowers."

Blaine pouted. "But I like flowers."

Kurt laughed. "You like flowers for about four minutes. Then you like to look at them until they die."

"Flowers are pretty." Blaine frowned, but accepted the chocolates with a kiss. "I have something for you."

"Oh?"

They had generally stopped getting giant, special things for each other – they pretty much had everything they needed and used their anniversary for extra hugs and kisses, and maybe flowers and chocolates if they were convenient.

Blaine cleared his throat, suddenly feeling nervous. He knew he didn't need to be, but still the butterflies rose in his stomach.

"Kurt…" he started slowly, and Kurt watched him with a levelled expression. "It's been seven years and five months since we met at Dalton."

Kurt nodded, not interrupting him – he knew better.

"Exactly seven years ago, we kissed for the first time, in the Warbler Commons. Exactly seven years ago, we started our life together. As a couple." Blaine fiddled in his pocket for a minute, producing a small white box. Kurt's breathing hitched. "The same sex marriage law passed four years ago, and we talked about it then, but it wasn't the right time." Blaine swallowed. "But it's been three years since then, and I am every bit, if not more, in love with you. I want to be able to call you my husband, and I want a certificate with our names together. I want to share your last name and I want to be able to spit in the face of every homophobic jerk that ever said that gays shouldn't marry."

Kurt stared at him, his eyes almost welling with tears at the ruthless honesty that was pouring from Blaine's mouth. Blaine dropped to one knee.

"Yes." Kurt whispered, before Blaine could get out another word. He dropped to his knees beside Blaine and pulled him in for a kiss. "So many yeses."

Blaine giggled, and pulled the gold ring from the box, sliding it onto Kurt's finger.

"I love you…" Blaine grinned, kissing Kurt's knuckle before kissing his lips again.

Kurt laughed, kissing him back. "I love you too. And probably more."

"Doubt it." Blaine grinned. "So you like the ring?"

"Best anniversary present ever."

A/N: But I'm happy so...