And I am done with my graceless heart.

[showbizpanache]

Who: KLAINE.
When: TODAY.
Where: THEIR APARTMENT.
Summary: STUFF. IT'S A SURPRISE.
Warnings: A lack of angst oh my god it's what the Mayans were talking about



Slowly but surely Kurt finds himself getting better. Every day is like something is building and growing inside of him, repairing deep wounds little by little. The scars all over his arms are still there--but the sickness of his mind and heart, that's healing.

He'd never thought that quitting a job would ever make him feel better about himself, but it is. So is the therapy, honestly. He's remaking himself from the ground up, and he feels resilient-- Like nothing can break him down again, even the knowledge of what Blaine had done back home. It just doesn't matter, not when placed side-to-side with what they've been through here.

Maybe this is what being an adult really is, he wonders as he slips a loaf of freshly made cinnamon bread into the oven to bake. Maybe it's not so bad. Maybe it's better.

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[mediumdrip]

What he did back home mattered to Blaine. He was a little worried that his guilt and desperation to prove himself might be what has driven this choice. When he thought about it though, they had been together for so long now. A year here, a year back home. They were older here, almost completely different people.

They were damaged but at least they were still together. At least they were slowly repairing themselves and each other. He wasn't sure what they were back home and the thought of going back, of losing Kurt, haunted him every day when he woke up. What if today was the day they went back home again? What if they forgot everything? What if he was alone?

Blaine had made up his mind that he was going to do everything he could to make sure that their time here was the best it could be. The best that he could make it. They might be in a world filled with monsters, but at least they still had each other.

He had promised that he would make it up every day by treating Kurt the way that he deserved to be treated, to treasure him. He came into the room where Kurt was and grinned at him. "Hey, can I use your ears?" he asked. "I'm working on something and I want to know what you think."

FLIP-FLOPPING TENSES HERE why not

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Kurt stood up and removed his oven mitts, smiling over at Blaine. "You know I think you're a genius no matter what," he assured his boyfriend. "But I do have a good pair of ears."

He set the timer for the bread then followed Blaine into their room. Blaine's space was occupied as usual by his piano and stacks of sheet music, and Kurt never bothered cleaning it up anymore. Now he just found it charming.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine set out a chair by his keyboard for Kurt and then moved to sit at it. He looked nervous but was smiling. He looked up at Kurt. "There's something I want to tell someone. I was thinking of using a song. You know how I never really know how to say things if there's no music. You're the first person I've ever really been able to just talk to, and even then I fail at it a little."

He offered Kurt a half smile, showing that he meant for it to be a little bit of a joke. "You'll have to let me know if I'm communicating what I need to, okay?"

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Kurt blinked a few times, then nodded. "Of course," he assured his boyfriend. It was nice to be reminded that some things never changed--in this case, Blaine's unique ability to speak through song where words often failed.

He sat on the edge of the bed, hands folded in his lap as he listened raptly.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine's fingers started to play a song. At first he was watching his hands as the music started. His voice was calm as he started to sing as his confidence started to build.

"Forever can never be long enough for me To feel like I've had long enough with you Forget the world now, we won't let them see But there's one thing left to do
Now that the weight has lifted Love has surely shifted my way..."

It's when he got to the chorus that he looked up, staring directly at Kurt. This isn't just singing at him, but to him. The thing he needed to say is the most important thing that he could think of, something he wanted to ask.

"Marry me..."


[Music Video of the song he's singing, Train's Marry Me.]

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It didn't really hit Kurt at first. He was just listening peacefully, smiling and watching Blaine play, just observing. Then Blaine turned to look at him, and Kurt's smile disappeared. His eyes grew wide and unsure, and his heart began to hammer against his ribs.

"Blaine?" he said softly, stalling, undecided, unwilling to let himself hope.

[mediumdrip]

Not one to to stop a performance for any reason, Blaine continued to play and sing. Towards the end he stops playing the music to get to the floor in front of Kurt. On a bended knee now, he puts his hand on Kurt's leg.

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Kurt stared down at Blaine, looking something like a deer caught in headlights. His shoulders rose and fell rapidly, and he almost stopped breathing, fearful that the moment might end at any time--and that he'd wake up in bed, disappointed that yet another dream like this had ended.

[mediumdrip]

Once the song was done, Blaine moved to take something from his pocket. "I, um, I haven't gotten another ring. I thought we could set these into the one you already have." He holds up a small clear box with three shining stones inside of it.

"If you say yes, of course. If you want to be my husband."

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There was a moment where Kurt was actually afraid to speak--until he finally realized that no, this wasn't a dream, just like he had when Blaine had leaned across the table and kissed him for the first time--and then he let out one short, broken sob.

"You--" It was all he could manage for the moment. He slipped off the bed and onto the floor with Blaine, hugging him so tightly he knocked them both over onto the floor.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine laughed a little, too happy and surprised to hold it back. "That's a yes?"

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"Yes!" Kurt shrieked, and began pressing kisses all over Blaine's face. "Yes, yes, yes!"

[mediumdrip]

Blaine laughed a little more steady now. He seemed so pleased with this answer and returned the kisses as much as he could. He shifted a bit so that they were less piled on the floor and more holding each other.

"Oh good."

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Tears filled Kurt's eyes before he could stop them, and he squeezed Blaine more tightly, pressing his face into his boyfriend--his fiancé's shoulder.

"I thought," he whimpered softly. "That you'd never--"

He pulled away abruptly, holding onto Blaine's shoulders, his eyes wide. "Oh god, are you sure about this? I know before you wanted to wait, and then I rushed things, and I might have pressured you, and I never want to pressure you into anything, and you can't just do this for me, you know, you have to do it for you, and--"

[mediumdrip]

"Kurt..." Blaine tried in the middle of Kurt's ramble but had to say his name again to get him to stop. "Kurt, it's okay. I'm doing this because I realized that I don't want to spend a single moment of my life without you. I want to be your husband. I want us to be together until we're old men. Marry me, Kurt, because it's what we both want."

[showbizpanache]

A smile made its way back onto Kurt's face, but he was still crying. He shook his head and leaned in for a kiss, still curled up against Blaine on the floor. It wasn't comfortable, but his brain wasn't even processing that fact. He just wanted to be as close to Blaine as possible.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine returned the kiss and kept his arms around Kurt. Once they broke back to breathe.

"I love you so much."

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Kurt giggled and answered with another kiss, tugging Blaine back down on the floor. This time he pulled Blaine on top of him, and wrapped both arms tightly around him as they kissed over and over again.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine laughed happily before finally moving to get up. "Come on, half of my body is falling asleep. Let's take a look at the gems I got. If you figure out how you want to arrangement them on the ring, we can go to get them set."

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With a moan of mock disappointment Kurt sat up, wiggling so he could hop up onto the bed. He held out his hands, wiggling his fingers.

"Gimme," he said playfully, his eyes twinkling with happiness.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine handed over the small box of gems. They weren't that big or impressive, but they were what he could afford, at least they are real and shiny.

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If they were small or cheap, Kurt didn't seem to mind. He looked every bit as delighted as he was when Blaine had given him the Juicy Fruit ring when they'd gone home, and he was beaming as he examined each one carefully.

"There's so beautiful," he cooed, turning them so they'd catch the light.

[mediumdrip]

"You're beautiful. You deserve beautiful things," Blaine said, eyes on Kurt's face.

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"Like you?" said Kurt with a sweet smile, looking up at Blaine with bright eyes--brighter than they'd been in months.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine was caught off guard by that one. He blinked in surprise and then laughed a bit before leaning over to kiss Kurt. "I'm yours for as long as you want me. I hope that's forever."

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"It is forever," Kurt whispered, and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He pulled away a split second later, then grinned and leaned in again. The second kiss was much more heated.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine opened his mouth a bit, inviting the heated kiss in. His hand moved to Kurt's side, holding onto him.

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"Mm..."

Kurt's hand threaded through the hair at the back of Blaine's neck as he tugged his fiancé forward, needing him closer. He kept their mouths together, moving his lips softly yet insistently.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine pressed against Kurt's body, moaning softly as he did. His body felt warm with need as his hand pressed into Kurt's back.