Summary: Blaine has already gotten permission from Kurt's dad to propose. But Blaine still has one more person he feels like he needs to get permission from…
Blaine shut his car door, holding the bundle of flowers tight in his hands. He walked up to the gate of the cemetery, opening it and walking in. He glanced around; trying to find the tree that Kurt had taken him to so many times in the past. His eyes landed on the huge Cedar in the far corner of the cemetery. Smiling sadly, Blaine walked up to the tombstone sitting beneath the shade of the tree. He sat on his knees next to it, tracing the letters with his finger.
Elizabeth Anne Hummel
Mother, wife, loved.
January 23rd, 1971- October 4th, 2002
Blaine sighed, pulling his lower lip between his teeth.
"Hey, Mrs. Hummel." He stared down at the grave, taking a deep breath. "I know that Kurt has introduced me to you before, but I've never actually come here on my own. These are for you." Blaine laid the flowers at the base of the tombstones, and then ran his fingers through the grass. "I wish I could have met you in real life. You don't know how much Kurt means to me." Blaine took a deep breath, struggling for the right words. "I wanted to ask you something. You may not be able to answer, but I think I'll know for sure after I ask. I- I want to propose to Kurt. I've already asked Burt, he gave me his permission. I just… I wanted to make sure it was okay with you. Kurt looks up to you, Mrs. Hummel. He's sat and talked for hours about how wonderful you were, about how he wishes he could see you one more time… He even remembers how you smell. Lavender and citrus." Blaine stared down at the tombstone. "Kurt… He just makes my world light up, you know? I feel like I've become addicted to being with him. He's just so beautiful, and the way he laughs… It brightens up the entire room when he laughs… I want you to know that I'd never do anything to hurt him; that I'd jump in front of a thousand bullets for him. I want to be with him forever, to be the man that takes that jump to save his life. All I need is your permission."
Blaine traced the edges of the tombstone, not knowing what he was waiting for. He sighed, standing and brushing off the grass from his knees. He shouldn't have come expecting an answer, Kurt's mom was dead. He turned to walk off, almost stepping on a small bird. Gasping, he pulled his foot away just in time, not even brushing a wing. Bending down, he stared at the little red bird. It hopped a couple of steps toward Blaine, twitching its head to the side. It stared into Blaine's eyes, a questioning look on its face. The teen hesitantly held out his finger, offering the bird a place to sit. It hopped up, gripping Blaine's index finger with its feet. Blaine raised the bird up to eye level, watching the brave little bird eye the human curiously. Its eyes were dark brown, matching the wispy feathers on its tail. Blaine blinked.
Suddenly, the bird's tiny eyes were a rich blue, the same color Blaine saw when he stared into Kurt's eyes. Its head bobbed up and down a couple of times, and the teen could have sworn that it managed to force its beak to smile. Blaine blinked again, and the bird was flying away.
The teen stood, mouth gaping in the direction of the bird. He turned and looked back at Elizabeth Hummel's grave. A tear ran down his cheek.
A/N- Talk about CHEESY! Oh well, I loved it! :D
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