The next month had Kurt working like a mad man. Wedding planning had to be temporarily put on hold in favor of working on his designs for Jean Paul Gaultier. By spring he had to design something so amazing and impressive that it would not only be approved to go on the runway, it would be so amazing and memorable people would ask about it and he would get mentioned and then his name could circulate...but first...he needed to actually DESIGN something. Sure his sketch book was full of various things he'd created over the years, but none of them were good enough for him to consider as his 'big break' in the fashion world. None of them he looked at and thought 'Paris' though. So he had his work cut out for him, it didn't help Kurt that he was such a perfectionist, every time he thought he sketched out something that he would normally think is amazing, he'd end up picking it apart piece by piece until he changed his mind. His saving grace right now was Blaine. Blaine who would call him at random times during the day and tell him he loves him and to relax because he was going to design something amazing and knock the socks off everyone in Paris, that he just needed to relax and stop over thinking it because he was incredibly talented and people would love whatever he made. Blaine kept Kurt sane; he called to make sure Kurt went to bed at night and text him constantly reminding him to do things like...eat. Kurt knew he was over thinking everything; he had a tendency to obsess over things that were important. It wasn't until a week before Christmas break did Kurt manage to sketch something his boss saw when she glanced over her shoulder and told him that he should submit that one because it was perfect. So with high hopes he finally took the time to breathe....

Only for him to realize it was a week before Christmas break, he had no decorations up, and he hadn't bought any gifts. So with that in mind Kurt tucked away his design in a safe place to send off to Jean Paul and started making a list of people he needed to get gifts for as well as different ideas. Especially Blaine, he had no idea WHAT to get him, after an engagement ring...wouldn't anything he gave him now sort of ...pale in comparison? With that lovely thought it mind, when his boss offered him to take the day before Blaine was supposed to fly in off, he leapt at the opportunity. So far he'd managed to find something for everyone on his Christmas list, he'd even found the single most adorable outfit humanely possible to send to Beth along with a cd he recorded of him singing her various lullaby's she had liked the last time he visited, according to the email's he'd been receiving from Puck and Shelby, they were needed as she had currently taken up the habit of refusing her naps even when tired which lead to her being cranky which lead to massive terrifying tantrums. Apparently when Shelby got his package with instructions to open the cd and use it, Beth had ran into the room curled up on the floor next to the stereo and fallen asleep. Not for the first time, Kurt considered if he would fair that well with his own children, or if he was just magically be able to tame the entire Puckerman bloodline in particular. Whatever it was Shelby had been incredibly grateful, she told Kurt that all she had to do now was put in the CD around nap time and bed time and Beth simply conked out like clockwork.

As always he ended up buying Blaine a few various outfits (and bowties!) the same way he had last year, only this time he shopped with Paris in mind. But he wanted something more, something more personal. He had put up Christmas lights around his entire apartment and brought out a wreath for the door, he had bought them both stockings and customized them himself so they now said their names, Blaine's was also decorated with music notes and bow ties, Kurt's was decorated with sparkles and he'd switched out his every day candles with some that smelled of gingerbread, he'd gotten a small tree that he had been able to fit in his living room and had bought a few boxes of decorations for when Blaine arrived, he wanted them to be able to do that together, they would be having Christmas together this year and flying the day after to Lima. Kurt has also stocked up on stuff needed to making all kinds of cookies; Kurt had wrapped and sent off the rest of the gifts for friends and family two days previous. So with only Blaine left, he was hopeful that he would be able to find something perfect. He knew Blaine better than anyone, and while most people would tell you Blaine loved music, wasn't too hard to figure out what with Glee Club, Blaine also secretly composed his own songs, he played so many different instruments and had dozens of spiral note books at home filled with lyrics and music. If anyone asked Kurt, THAT was what he thought Blaine should be doing, as much as he loved watching Blaine preform on stage, he had a gift with music that went far beyond Broadway. He had the perfect ear for it; he even carried a little notepad on him at all times just in case he got an idea to write it down.

With this in mind Kurt set out to buy the perfect gift, something to show Blaine how strongly he felt about his musical abilities and encourage him to do more with it. After finding a couple notebooks specifically designed for composing music and one in particular that came with Quotes from legendary musicians on inspiration and the creative process, he continued searching till he found what he was looking for. He decided on specialized software for composing music that would work with Blaine's new computer, something to help him record his music and edit it together himself to create his songs and copy them onto CD's. After finding that he set off for home to tidy up and prepare for his early morning trip to the airport to pick up Blaine. He could hardly wait to see him. It'd been a difficult month, sure his design mania had proven to be a decent distraction, but quite frankly without Blaine, life wasn't the same. It lost some of its sparkle.

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Blaine's bags had been packed since Tuesday. He'd packed it, unpacked it, refolded it and packed it again. He was anxious the night before his flight. He'd be seeing Kurt again for the first time in a month, he missed him. More than he thought possible, while he felt about 100,000 times more secure in their relationship than he had previously, with the ring on his finger and constant communication, it didn't stop him from missing Kurt every moment of the night and day, it didn't keep him from tossing and turning in bed all night surrounded by pillows in an attempt to replicate the feel of having Kurt next to him. Didn't stop him from spacing out in class because he was busy daydreaming about marrying him. Needless to say, Blaine was desperately in love with his fiancé, and being away from him was not something he thought he would ever get used to; he never wanted to get used to it. But one month down, about six more to go and he wouldn't need pillows and daydreams, he'd be with Kurt, in their home, planning for their wedding and the rest of their lives together. It doesn't get much better than that.

He couldn't wait to go to Paris with Kurt, to experience something like the city of lights and romance with the love of your life? That was like a dream come true. Even more exciting, they wouldn't have to avoid acting like the madly in love-soon to be married couple they were in Paris, France itself was a country of great sexual tolerance, sure there were homophobes everywhere and chances are they'd come in contact with them all their lives, but from what Blaine knew, the French were people who were mostly tolerant of homosexuality, so while they weren't planning on getting it on in public, it would be nice to hold his fiancé's hand and be able to walk down the streets of Paris, to be able to kiss him under the Eifel Tower without fear of retaliation.

He'd ended up taking Benadryl to help him get to sleep the night before he left. He was simply too excited to see Kurt and sleeping wasn't happening. So after three hours of staring blankly at the ceiling in the dark, he caved in a desperate attempt to find some rest, last thing he wanted was to look tired and exhausted when he got off the plane, his fiancé was in fashion for heaven's sake, he worked with models and people who made a living out of looking amazing, so even though he knew Kurt loved him and would love him even if he wore a potato sack and didn't shave for a month, it didn't stop him from trying to look his best for him the way Kurt always looked perfect and put together when they were together. He never wanted someone to look and him and wonder why someone as perfect as Kurt was with a scruff like him.

His parent's thought his anxious running around all week had been hilarious. His dad's new attitude towards his sexuality and his relationship with Kurt in general had been such a shock, he still was getting used to the good natured teasing he got from his dad for being so starry eyed any time Kurt's name was mentioned, twice Blaine had been on the phone with Kurt and his father had asked to say hi, Blaine had pretty much just blinked in surprise and cautiously handed over the phone; only to hear his father congratulate Kurt on the news he got about one of his designs getting a shot at going on the runway in Paris, telling him he was proud of him and was crossing his fingers everything went amazing, he joked about how impossible Blaine was without Kurt around and how he was always 5 minutes away from shipping him off to New York himself. He'd ask him car questions and if he had any idea what shoes his wife was talking about that she said she wanted for Christmas only for Kurt to say he knew exactly where he could get them for half the price and he'd make a phone call to have them delivered. Not only that more than once he'd heard his dad talk on the phone to various friends and family members and he could hear him talk about or he could say BRAG about Blaine to them, about how well he's doing in his classes and how he'd be moving to New York after graduation, about how he was engaged and he'd picked an excellent choice for a life partner and how they would be having a wedding in New York next fall before Blaine started college, how his new almost-son in law was a great match for him and how proud he was of the two boys for everything they were doing. His dad had surprised him with tickets to a musical two weeks after Kurt had left and instead of telling him to take one of his friends asked if they could go together and maybe have some dinner and make a father-son day out of it. Blaine wasn't sure what exactly had changed, but he wasn't complaining. He finally had the kind of relationship with his father he always wanted, his father accepted him, approved of him getting married to another man, supported him moving to New York and going to school there to be with him. As a family, Blaine would have to say the Anderson's were closer than ever, and it was all thanks to Kurt and apparently his magic ability to make everyone who met him fall under his spell.

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When Blaine got off the plane he sprinted down the path way with his carryon in his excitement to see Kurt. The second Kurt spotted him, they both ran towards each other, barely managing to stay upright as they knocked into one another and hugged Kurt desperately whispered into Blaine's ear an 'I miss you, I love you, and I can't believe you're here' before pulling back and pressing a kiss to Blaine's lips, grabbing his hand and walking towards the baggage claim to get Blaine's luggage. Once they retrieved his bag, Kurt led him outside and they got into a cab to head for the apartment. Walking in the door together Kurt set Blaine's bags near the couch and turned to smile at him.

"Welcome home." He said softly.

With a smile Blaine took in the apartment. He noticed the additions Kurt had put up for Christmas including his own personalized stocking, the entire place smelled like gingerbread cookies and it took Blaine a moment to realize it was the candles around the house giving off the scent. When he realized the tree wasn't decorated but had boxes of brand new ornaments on the floor next to it, he asked Kurt why he hadn't put them up yet, Kurt responded by telling him he wanted them to do that together. Kurt led Blaine to the bedroom to give him a chance to unpack some of his stuff and went into the kitchen to make them both something to eat; by the time Blaine was finished and came back out he walked around the living room looking at all the pictures of them throughout their relationship that Kurt had put up. This place felt like home, whether it was the pictures of them decorating every flat surface, or the smells that surrounded the place, or the fact that they'd picked out most of the furniture and décor together, Blaine wasn't sure, what he was sure of that home for him would always be anywhere Kurt was.

When Kurt finished in the kitchen he brought the food out to the living room and set it on the coffee table, he walked up behind Blaine and put his arms around him resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder.
"I can't believe you're here..." he said pressing a kiss to Blaine's neck. Blaine tilted his head to allow Kurt better access and he continued pressing slow open mouth kissing against the exposed skin, Blaine's breathing had deepened at Kurt's ministrations and he brought a hand up to tangle his fingers into Kurt's hair, before turning in his arms and pulling him into a proper kiss.

"Baby... I made food...do you want food or do you just want to warm it up later? " Kurt panted

"Later...you now...food later...want you" Blaine murmured between kisses.

They stumbled into the bedroom together pulling off their sweaters and unbuttoning their pants, pushing them to the floor and barely getting a chance to step out of them before they collapsed against the bed together breathing hard, hands grasping at one another's skin desperately, kissing every place they could reach. They made love slowly; savoring the feeling of one another, when the two climaxed together they kissed whispering words of love and adoration. They cuddled in bed together skin slicked with a light sheen of sweat.

"I seriously....seriously...missed that, missed you" Blaine said quietly, Kurt hummed in agreement.

"I missed you too baby"

"I'm starting to get a little hungry, you made me work up an appetite Mr. Kurt-soon to be-Anderson-Hummel"

"Well then my beautiful amazing fiancé...shall we take a quick shower, eat that food I made and then decorate the tree together? Then we can cuddle up on the couch and watch some corny Christmas movies together, how does that sound?" Kurt murmured leaning up to press a soft kiss to Blaine's temple and looking into his eyes.

Blaine nodded and pulled Kurt out of bed with a groan, they walked into the bathroom and Kurt turned on the shower, they stepped into the hot water and hugged one another. Hands roaming and pressing kisses against shoulders and chests, they washed one another off gently and Kurt poured some shampoo in his hands massaging Blaine's scalp gently washing his hair, he felt Blaine's body relax into him and they rinsed on another off, toweling dry and both changed into some comfortable sweat pants determined to have a lazy day wrapped in one another's arms.

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