A/N: Ugh. Claire got turned into a frog. Joking. She got called into work early so...bummer. I'll try and write some, but no promises. I've got to leave in about 3 hours, so...ugh.

Kurt had been finding these...things for a couple of weeks now, hidden in a variety of places – his room, his car, even in his locker.

They'd started out small – rings, cufflinks, ties – and gradually got larger, making their way through hats and scarves all the way up to entire outfits – sometimes even with shoes. All of it practically new, all of it designer.

Kurt wasn't objecting to being given gifts – perfect, designer gifts that both fit and suited him perfectly – he was objecting to not knowing who the gift giver was.

He suspected Blaine, but then, how was Blaine managing to hide things in his car? For that matter, how was however it was getting into his locker?

He started trying to catch them out at school – gushing over his gifts while trying to see if anyone looked especially pleased with themselves.

The only thing unusual he noticed was Mercedes winking at Rachel, but he wrote that off. Mercedes wouldn't do thisto him... would she?

As time went on, Kurt got more and more confused as the gifts got larger and larger. Finally realising that the only way whoever it was, was getting these gifts for him, would be at that op shop he'd found ages ago - the only place that sold cheap designer clothes in Lima.

He made his way through the maze of back streets it was hidden in, entering through the door at the end of the alleyway.

He was browsing, trying to get up the courage to ask the shop keeper if anyone had been frequenting his store more than usual when the door dinged.

Kurt turned to see who'd just walked in, only to see the door swinging and no one there. Puzzled, he moved towards the door and heard a muffled curse. Someone was hiding from him, and that meant it must be his mysterious gift giver – right?

^.^

Blaine stepped through the door, humming softly under his breath. He froze when he saw what was unmistakably Kurt at one of the ranks of clothes and ducked behind one close to him. He peeked through the clothes, swearing as he noticed Kurt moving towards him.

Well, shit.

He hurried up the aisle, keeping his head ducked as he weaved his way through the store, Kurt close behind him, but never quite close enough to see.

Desperate, he glanced around for a place to hide, and ran into a change room, yanking the curtain shut behind him.

^.^

Kurt followed the person through the store. They weren't exactly being quiet, leaving behind swaying clothes every time they brushed against them. He came to the corner of the store and hesitated, glancing left and right before spotting the change rooms, only one of them with the curtain drawn.

Smirking to himself, he stepped forward and entered the change room, trapping them in with him.

Blaine froze.

"You're the one who's been buying me those gifts?" Kurt demanded, arms crossed.

"Um, hi?"

"Blaine..."

Blaine sighed.

"Yes. Mercedes and Rachel have been helping me sneak them into places you'd find them. I'm assuming that this means you don't want this week's gift?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Kurt flung his arms around Blaine.

"Best boyfriend ever."

A/N: Bold Kurt is bold. We ARE going to continue the mpreg, but give us a while to sort out logistics. Even though it's AU, we're going to make it as realistic as possible!