“Kurt! Hey, wait up,” Blaine grabbed his boyfriend by the elbow as they passed in the hall.

Kurt readjusted the strap on his backpack over his shoulder and turned to face Blaine.

“Hey, what’s up? We’ve gotta get to practice,” Kurt said, pausing when he noticed the edge of anxiousness oozing from Blaine.  “Are you okay?”

Blaine nodded and shifted from one foot to another. “Yeah, I just… I wanted to give you your Christmas present.” He reached into the pocket of his sweater and pulled out a small box with a shiny red bow on top.

Kurt looked confused, and Blaine grabbed Kurt’s hand with his free one, pulling it out and putting the box in his palm.

“Go on,” he urged, anxiety evident in his voice. What if he doesn’t like it? What if we’re moving too fast? What if we weren’t supposed to do gifts? It is our first Christmas together.

“But I left yours at my house, it isn’t even wrapped yet. I thought we’d exchange them Christmas Eve when we have the Hummel-Hudson Christmas Extravaganza,” Kurt said, swallowing hard. His heart was beating faster than it had been a moment ago, the little box in his hands begging him to rip off the wrapping. He didn’t want to seem too eager.

Blaine shifted again, pushing Kurt’s hand and the box closer to him, “I couldn’t wait. Come on, you’re the one who said we have to get to practice.”

Kurt lifted the lid of the box to find a small, gold and red ring.

“Blaine, this is-” Kurt started, but nerves got the better of Blaine 

“Is it too much? It’s too much isn’t it. I just saw it and immediately I thought of you, and I mean, I don’t want you to think I’m propo-” Blaine stopped when Kurt gently placed a hand on his arm, shaking his head lightly.

Tears welled up in Kurt’s eyes as he pulled the ring out of the box and slid it on his finger. “It’s beautiful, Blaine. It’s not too much. It’s perfect. I just, I’m not sure what it’s supposed to mean,” he trailed off, his turn to be anxious and uncertain had arrived.

Blaine took both of Kurt’s hands in his and held them close to his chest, eyeing the new bling on his man’s finger.

“It means I love you, Kurt. It means I know you only have a few months left here and I’ve got a whole ‘nother year and you’re going to be off doing big things in New York, but I want you to know that it’s not going to change anything. Miles are whatever. I love you, and I’ll love you next year, and I’ll love you as long as you’ll have me, Kurt Hummel. I’m not asking you anything big, I just wanted you to know. And for some reason, I thought this was perfect.”

Kurt blushed a little, admiring his ring. “It is. It’s perfect. You’re perfect. Thank you.”

Kurt and Blaine walked to Glee practice hand in hand, the fluorescent lights of the halls catching a new golden glint on Kurt’s hand as if to tell the whole school a promise had just been made.