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Here is the long awaited Christmas episode. Filled with Klaine fluff and Tabitha cuteness. Enjoy!
Again, BIG thank you to my beta, amandapanda222!
.: Chapter 11 :.
Kurt smiled at the sight of his dad picking up Tabitha to put the Christmas angel on top of the tree. Carole was in the kitchen making Christmas cookies. Next week was Christmas. It would be one Tabitha would remember the most. Tabitha's fifth birthday would be in January. He decided to save the pink bicycle for her birthday. Carole bought her a few dresses and a new pair of shoes. Burt bought Tabitha the new Blu-Ray of The Little Mermaid. Kurt bought her a cute little locket. There were other presents, but those were the main ones that would really make Tabitha smile.
Blaine asked Kurt what Tabitha would like for Christmas. Kurt kept telling him that he didn't have to buy either of them a present, but Blaine just pretended not to hear that and kept asking anyway. Finn said that he was going to spend some of Christmas with Sarah and Melissa and the rest with his family. Blaine would be in New York with his brother.
This Christmas was going to be memorable.
"I think it's crookt," Tabitha said when Burt put her back on the ground.
"I think you mean crooked, and you're right," Burt corrected. He reached up and fixed the angel then looked back his granddaughter.
"How about now?"
"Perfect," Tabitha answered.
"It's got the child seal of approval," Burt announced. Kurt laughed as he sat down on the couch. Tabitha crawled up and sat on his lap.
"Can we open presents?" Tabitha asked.
"It's not Christmas yet, you have to wait," Kurt answered. Tabitha nodded.
"Well maybe just one…" Burt started. Kurt glared at his father. Tabitha had a wide smile on her face.
"One?" Tabitha pleaded. Burt tried not to laugh, but he knew he was going to pay for that later.
"No. You can wait till Christmas. Why don't you go see if Grandma needs help with cookies?" Kurt suggested. Tabitha looked a little disappointed but at the mention of cookies, presents weren't important anymore.
"Okay!" Tabitha hopped off and ran into the kitchen. Kurt watched her disappear before looking back at his dad.
"What?" Burt asked innocently, plopping down on the couch.
"Dad…" Kurt warned.
"All right, all right, so I wanted her to open mine soon. Can you blame me?" Burt asked. Kurt had a small smile on his face.
"I know you're excited because we are all here on Christmas, but if I tell her no you can't try to turn it into a yes," Kurt stated. Burt let out a groan. Of course, Kurt was right. He always hated it whenever his dad did that with Kurt when he was a young boy, and then Burt seemed like the bad guy when he still said no.
"You're right. I'll try to be a little more careful," Burt promised. "Is Blaine going to stop by for the holiday?" Burt asked, getting up to collect a few empty boxes. Kurt got up to help.
"He's going to New York for the holiday. I'm actually going to meet him in a few," Kurt said, taking his phone out and looking at the time. He got up from the couch and put on his jacket.
"You two a thing a now?" Burt asked. That was the million-dollar question.
They had a wonderful date the other night and they kissed. Kurt met Blaine a few other times for coffee dates. He was busy with work and midterms for classes, so they couldn't really go on another date until after the holidays. They met for coffee, and talked a bit. Blaine flirted as usual. Before they parted, they always kissed. Neither one talked about what they were, though.
"I'm not sure," Kurt admitted. Burt furrowed his eyebrow at his son.
"How are you not sure?" Burt asked. Kurt shrugged.
"We haven't talked about it, really. He's been busy and…" Kurt started, then Burt interrupted.
"And you never brought it up?" Burt asked. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Obviously not," Kurt responded.
"Do you want there to be something between you two?" Burt asked, folding his arms across his chest.
"Maybe…" Burt smirked and stood in front of Kurt.
"Don't lie to me," he said. Kurt sighed.
"So what if I do?"
"Then say something. You know by now that Blaine is a straightforward guy. Just say something," Burt said as if that was the simplest thing to do. Kurt wrapped a scarf around his neck.
"Forgive me if it's been a while since I've done something like this," Kurt responded. Burt smiled and patted his son on the shoulder.
"Have a good time with Blaine. I'll make sure Tabitha doesn't eat too many cookies," Burt said.
"No, you won't," Kurt said right away. Burt just shrugged and said nothing. Kurt laughed a little. He went into the kitchen to kiss Tabitha goodbye before he left the house and drove to his and Blaine's coffee shop.
Kurt pulled into what looked like an empty parking spot at the coffee shop. There was fresh snow on the ground and the parking spaces were covered. Kurt turned off the ignition and walked into the shop. He turned to his right and saw Blaine sitting at their table with two cups of coffee. Kurt smiled as he unwrapped the scarf around his neck, making his way to his and Blaine's table.
Blaine got up and handed Kurt his coffee. Blaine knew Kurt's coffee order from the first day they bumped into each other at the same place; a grande nonfat mocha and Blaine always added a chocolate muffin. He handed the cup to Kurt and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Morning, gorgeous," Blaine greeted. Kurt smiled as he took the cup and sat down at their table.
"How are you?" Kurt asked. Blaine sat down in his seat and took a sip of his coffee.
"I have a few more tests to take, but other than that, I'm doing good. Next semester will be my last one," Blaine answered.
"Well, I hope I get to see you graduate," Kurt teased.
"You better go. Somebody has to help Clarissa restrain Cooper from embarrassing himself," Blaine remarked, taking another sip of his coffee. Kurt laughed a little.
"Speaking of Cooper, when are you leaving for New York?" Kurt asked, picking off a few chocolate chips from the muffin.
"Friday evening. We are supposed to have a lot of snow this weekend. I want to try to get out of here before I get snowed in," Blaine answered. Kurt nodded. That would mean Blaine would be gone longer than he thought. Kurt couldn't deny that it sort of disappointed him a little.
Blaine pulled Kurt out of his thoughts by reaching across the table and taking a hold of his hand.
"You going to miss me?" Blaine teased. Kurt just smiled, brushing Blaine's knuckles with his thumb.
"Of course I will," Kurt said without hesitation. That made Blaine smile.
"I'll be back the day after Christmas. I'll even Skype with you while I'm there," Blaine said, squeezing Kurt's hand gently. "I have presents for you, Burt, Carole, and Tabitha. I found one for Finn too!" Kurt rolled his eyes.
"And the gifts are already bought and wrapped, so you can save that tired old speech about how I didn't have to buy presents. I wanted to. So, shut up and enjoy your damn gift," Blaine remarked. Kurt chuckled.
"You're impossible," Kurt responded. Blaine just shrugged. Kurt pushed his untouched coffee and the muffin aside. Now was the perfect time to ask, wasn't it?
"You look like you're contemplating something," Blaine pointed out to Kurt.
"I want to ask you something," Kurt started, his hand still holding onto Blaine's. He didn't know why he was so nervous. It was like he was back in high school and the boy he had a crush on for the longest time was sitting right in front of him. This was Blaine, though.
"What's on your mind, gorgeous?" It was now or never. Kurt bit the bottom of his lip before he scooted his chair closer to the table.
"What…what are we?" Kurt asked, with a slight stutter. Blaine took notice but decided not to mention it. He too was curious as to what he and Kurt were.
Whether Kurt would believe it or not, Blaine wanted to ask the same question. Midterms took up a good bit of his time, as did his job, so they couldn't go on another real date the past few weeks. Their first date was one of the best nights of his life. He couldn't deny he had strong feelings for Kurt. Once the holidays were over, Blaine fully planned on taking Kurt out on another date and bringing Tabitha with them.
Kurt asked that burning question before Blaine could gather enough courage to ask Kurt himself. But that meant that Kurt was asking the question, and Blaine would have to provide the answer.
"Well…" Blaine pretended to ponder. "We are two very attractive men, sitting and drinking coffee," Blaine started. Kurt offered a half smile for a moment before it went away.
"Blaine?" Kurt interrupted. As cute as Blaine was being, Kurt wanted a serious answer, and hopefully one that he wanted.
"I don't know about labels," Blaine started again, this time being serious. "But I know that this isn't just a fling or something casual for me."
Kurt smiled. He liked that answer.
"Me neither," Kurt added. Blaine held out his other hand across the table and Kurt took it without question.
"So…would it be okay with you when I get to Cooper's house, I could brag about my gorgeous boyfriend?" Blaine asked, with a slight glint in his eyes. Kurt couldn't contain the full smile on his face.
"Only if I can brag about mine," Kurt answered.
"Is he better looking than me?" Blaine joked. Kurt pretended to think about the question.
"Oh, so much better looking," Kurt joked right back. Blaine glared at Kurt, but instead of intimidating Kurt, he just laughed.
"I don't like you," Blaine said, suddenly. Kurt just laughed again.
"You totally like me, and you know it," Kurt responded with a knowing smirk. Blaine smiled as he leaned across the table. Kurt met him halfway for a quick kiss.
"You have no idea."
Friday rolled around. Kurt had been working at the garage with his dad, trying to get inventory and paperwork done, so that they could afford to stay closed during the Christmas holiday. Blaine finished his midterms and arranged for his flight to New York. The ticket to and from New York wasn't cheap, so he spent a few more hours at the club to make up for it. He always made an attempt to call Kurt or send him a few texts.
Kurt had just gotten home with Carole and Tabitha setting the dinner table. Tabitha's school had gone on holiday a couple of days ago. Finn took the opportunity to babysit Tabitha. He even spent time with Sarah and Melissa. Carole had sent Finn off to get some supplies for more Christmas cookies. Kurt got changed when he got a text message from Blaine. He was coming over to drop off the presents and give Kurt a kiss goodbye.
Kurt looked out the window and saw Blaine's car pull up in the driveway. He didn't know what came over him, but Kurt put on his jacket and walked out to meet him before Blaine could turn the car off. Blaine smiled as he got out of the driver's side.
"Eager much?" Blaine asked, taking Kurt into his arms.
"Just a little. When you walk into that house, though, Tabitha will probably leap for you," Kurt joked. Blaine laughed as he pulled out a few bags.
"Then it's a good thing I'm good at catching things," Blaine remarked. Kurt took one bag while Blaine took the other. Blaine shut the door and followed Kurt.
"Are you sure I can't drive you to the airport?" Kurt asked, for the umpteenth time.
"I'll be perfectly fine. Wes and I already made the arrangement a while ago," Blaine answered. The same answer he had given to Kurt before. Kurt conveniently left out that he tried to talk to Tina about talking Wes into letting Kurt take Blaine to New York, to no avail.
"All right," Kurt answered.
"But…I could use someone to pick me up from the airport," Blaine said in a low voice before Kurt opened the front door.
"I will be glad to pick you up," Kurt said. Blaine smiled and gave Kurt a kiss on the cheek. Like Kurt said, as soon as they walked into the house, Tabitha ran up to Blaine.
"Blaine!" Tabitha yelled and held her arms out to him. Blaine knelt down just in time for her to wrap her arms around his neck.
"Merry Christmas, darlin'," Blaine greeted. Kurt watched Tabitha give Blaine a light kiss on the cheek. Blaine had told him she did that before they left for their first date, but seeing it was so much different than hearing the story. He smiled fondly at the moment.
"What's that?" Tabitha asked, pointing to the bag in Blaine's hand.
"These are Christmas presents," Blaine answered as he and Kurt put the bags by the Christmas tree.
"Oh, Blaine, that was thoughtful of you," Carole said with a smile. Blaine smiled as he got up to his feet.
"You have to Skype me when you open them," Blaine said to Kurt.
"I'll try to keep that in mind," Kurt said. Burt came down the stairs, dressed in casual clothes.
"Hey there, Blaine," Burt greeted.
"Merry Christmas, Mr…" Blaine caught himself, and Burt looked disappointed that he wasn't going to get to bop Blaine across the head, "Burt."
"Same to you," Burt responded with a light chuckle.
"I have to get going. I told Wes I'd be home for him to pick me up. He had to stay late at Warblers for last minute paperwork. Walk me to my car?" Blaine asked, putting his hand on Kurt's waist.
"Sure," Kurt responded.
"Can I come?" Tabitha asked.
"It's too cold, baby girl. I'll only be a minute," Kurt answered. Tabitha pouted. Blaine bent down and picked her up.
"Maybe, if it's okay with Daddy, you can go with him and pick me up from the airport when I get back," Blaine suggested. Tabitha gasped and looked at her daddy.
"Can I?" Tabitha asked. Kurt smiled.
"Sure," Kurt said, lightly stroking Tabitha's cheeks.
"Okay. Blaine, do you want some cookies?" Tabitha asked. Carole heard the question and went into the kitchen.
"I get cookies? That is so sweet of you," Blaine responded. Tabitha smiled as she saw her grandma come out of the kitchen with a brown paper bag.
"Here you go, Blaine. Merry Christmas," Carole said, handing Blaine the bag. Blaine put Tabitha back onto the floor and took the bag.
"Thank you, Carole. Have a good Christmas," Blaine said and gave Carole a light peck on her cheek. Kurt opened the front door and walked out with Blaine to his car. Blaine took Kurt's hand when Kurt closed the front door.
"Will you call me when you arrive?" Kurt requested. Blaine smiled as they stood in front of the driver's door. Snowflakes fell from the sky. It was going to start snowing again.
"I will. Tell Finn I said Merry Christmas and hope he likes what I picked out for him," Blaine said, opening the car and started it up.
"What did you get him?"
"I found a shirt that says "Stay Calm and Call Batman," Blaine answered. Kurt laughed. Finn always liked those "Keep Calm" shirts or mugs or anything that started with "Keep Calm."
"What about Dad and Carole?" Blaine sat in the driver's seat while Kurt stood in the doorway.
"I got Burt a little mini tool kit and got Carole a gift card for Amazon," Blaine answered. Kurt smiled. Burt definitely would like the kit and Carole always enjoyed getting gift cards, especially for Amazon.
"What about Tabitha?"
"I found a Little Mermaid music box," Blaine answered, proudly. Kurt's eyes widened.
"Oh, Blaine she's going to love that," Kurt said. Blaine pulled Kurt closer.
"I'm not telling you what I got you," Blaine pointed out. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Shouldn't you get going?" Kurt asked. Blaine pulled out his phone and gasped.
"Yes, I should. I'm going to get an earful from Wes. I'll call you when I land," Blaine said, leaning forward and cupping Kurt's cheek.
"You better," he whispered before Blaine pulled him in for a sweet kiss. Kurt almost deepened it, but Blaine had pulled away before he had the chance.
"If I kiss you any longer, I'll never make my flight," Blaine whispered. Kurt smirked.
"I would hate to feel the wrath of Cooper and Clarissa," Kurt teased, leaning in for another kiss. "Have a good Christmas."
"I do plan on kissing you for New Years. Don't you dare make any plans," Blaine said, buckling his seatbelt. Kurt laughed a little while he closed the door.
"I wouldn't dream of it. Merry Christmas, tell Cooper and Clarissa I said hi. Don't spoil Zoey too much," Kurt said.
"She's my one and only niece. It's my job as the uncle to spoil her rotten," Blaine said, as if that was his life's mission. Kurt laughed.
"Bye, Blaine," Kurt said. Blaine nodded as he pulled out of the driveway. He waved to Kurt one more time before driving off. Kurt walked back into the house before the snow really started to fall.
It was a few hours later when Kurt got the phone call from Blaine that he had landed in New York safely and was at Cooper and Clarissa's right now. He got a picture of all four of them in front of their Christmas tree. He spoke with Blaine for a few minutes before releasing the call to tuck Tabitha into bed.
Tabitha took her bath and got dressed in her pink nightgown. Kurt brushed out her hair while she held onto her stuffed horse.
"All right, all done," Kurt said. Tabitha crawled under her covers while her daddy helped tuck her in.
"When will Christmas be?" Tabitha asked. Kurt straightened the comforter and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Well, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, so the day after tomorrow," Kurt answered. Tabitha nodded.
"That's a long way away," Tabitha said. Kurt chuckled and kissed her on the forehead.
"It'll go by fast, you won't even know it. You're going to have a really good Christmas," Kurt promised, pushing her hair behind her ear. Tabitha remained silent. She looked at her daddy and wanted to ask for a song, but she couldn't bring herself to ask it.
"Are you okay, baby girl?" Kurt asked, sensing her silence was intentional, meaning she wanted something.
"Blaine sings," Tabitha started. Kurt nodded.
"Yes. It was really sweet of him to sing to you," Kurt answered. Tabitha nodded.
"Uncle Finn sings too. He said that you sang, too," Tabitha said. Kurt let out a breath.
"I used to, yes," Kurt said with a soft voice. Tabitha sat up and leaned against her pillow.
"You sang to Uncle Finn," Tabitha said. Kurt knew what she was referring to. Finn must have told her about when he sang on the school stage. "Why don't you sing anymore?" Tabitha asked, her eyes looking right into Kurt's. Kurt sighed as he gestured for her to scoot over. He settled himself on the side of her bed, with her head lying against his shoulder.
"You see, sweetie, when Daddy was growing up, he was usually made fun of for his voice," Kurt told. Tabitha looked up at her daddy with a baffled expression.
"Because to a lot of people, I sounded like a girl when I sang or talked," Kurt said with a sad smile. Tabitha still had a questionable look on her face.
"No, you don't," she said. Kurt kissed her head.
"That's good to know. But…not everybody thinks that way," Kurt said. That wasn't true really. Blaine adored Kurt's voice. Finn enjoyed it and of course so did the other kids in Glee Club. Things were so different at McKinley and for the better. Tabitha turned her body to look up at her daddy.
"Will…will you sing to me?" Tabitha asked. She remembered Blaine said that if she just asked, her daddy would sing for her in a heartbeat.
It was difficult to say no to the little girl sitting beside him. He smiled at her and started stroking her hair. He couldn't deny his daughter's request.
"Do you want a Christmas song?" Kurt asked. Tabitha shook her head.
"No," she answered.
"What would you like?" Tabitha thought for a moment.
"Uncle Finn and I watched a movie with Melissa and her mommy. Chi Chi Bang Bang," Tabitha said. Kurt immediately knew what movie she was referring to.
"Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Kurt corrected.
"Yes. The daddy sang a song. It was really nice. I don't remember what it was called," Tabitha said, sadly. She really liked that song and wondered if her daddy would ever sing that song to her.
"I know what song it is. Do you want me to sing it?" Kurt asked. Tabitha nodded as she laid her head back on his shoulder. The room was quiet. He knew Burt and Carole were in their rooms, settling down for the night. Kurt laid his head over Tabitha's head, running his fingers through her head.
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er lullaby bay
It fills the sails of boats that are waiting
Waiting to sail your worries away.
Tabitha snuggled up against Kurt, her breathing growing steady. She was falling asleep at the sound of Kurt singing. He smiled as he kept going.
It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the quay.
The winds of night so softly are sighing
Soon they will fly your troubles to see
Kurt gently started tucking Tabitha back into her blanket. She sleepily went under the covers. Kurt hadn't noticed his dad walking down the hallway and stopped to lean in the doorway, watching his son sing to his daughter. Kurt bent over and pulling the cover up to Tabitha's chin.
So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain
Wave good-bye to cares of the day
And watch your boat on Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from lullaby bay.
Kurt's voice went up an octave but kept it quiet as he sang the last note. He kissed her forehead.
"Daddy?" Tabitha mumbled her eyes were still closed.
"Yes, baby girl?"
"I love your voice. Like Ariel's." Tabitha responded, finally letting sleep take over. Kurt smiled fondly at the little girl as he turned off the little lamp. That was the best compliment he had ever gotten. He jumped a little at the sight of his dad, leaning in the doorway.
"Your mom used to do that," Burt said. Kurt remembered. "Good thing, too. I think I would have made you tone deaf." Kurt laughed a little as he closed Tabitha's door behind him.
"Goodnight, Dad," Kurt said, and gave Burt a kiss on the cheek before going to his room.
"Goodnight, Kurt." Burt continued downstairs while Kurt went into his room, closing the door behind him. Kurt picked up his phone and debated. It was a little after nine and he wondered if now was the best time to call Blaine. He had already spoken to him earlier, but he wanted to talk to him.
He pressed Blaine's number. After the second ring, Blaine picked up.
"Miss me?" he responded. Kurt laughed a little.
"You could say that," Kurt said, sitting on his bed. "Tabitha asked me to sing to her."
"What did you sing?" Blaine asked. He didn't ask if Kurt sang to Tabitha, he just asked what he sang to her. Kurt smiled as he lay on his pillow.
"Hushabye Mountain," Kurt answered.
"I love that movie. Little darlin' has great taste. Are you okay?" Blaine asked.
"I am. I know you're probably tired, I'm sorry…" Kurt started.
"You know I will always pick up your call? No matter what time it is, I will always pick up for you. Always remember that," Blaine said, his tone deep and serious.
"I will," Kurt said. There was a brief pause before Blaine finally spoke again.
"I want you to open your present right now," he said with determination. Kurt laughed a little.
"It's not even Christmas Eve yet," Kurt said.
"I don't care. I want you to open it," Blaine said in a childlike voice.
"You know…I didn't get anything…" Kurt started, making his way quietly down the stairs.
"You saying I can call you my boyfriend was all I wanted," Blaine said with the same kind of charming flirt voice. Kurt couldn't help the smile.
"Blaine…" he said, going through one of the bags.
"Yours is the little box, wrapped in blue paper," Blaine said. Kurt found it and sat on the couch. The only light illuminating on the blue wrapping paper was from the Christmas tree. Carole and Burt had retired and Tabitha was sound asleep. Finn had gone home a couple of hours ago after eating dessert.
"I have the box," Kurt said.
"Open it. Please?" Blaine begged.
"Are you sure? I can wait," Kurt asked.
"But I can't," Blaine replied. Kurt just shook his head as he started unwrapping the paper as quietly as he could. He pulled the paper away and found a white box.
"Wrapping paper is off," Kurt teased.
"You're one of those people who try not to rip the wrapping paper, aren't you?" Blaine asked, mock frustrated. Kurt chuckled softly.
"I can be."
"Open the box. I think you'll love it," Blaine said, sincerely. Kurt stayed silent while he opened the lid to the small box. Kurt could barely make out what was in the box. He pulled the object out of the box. When he touched it, it was cold, like metal. He pulled it out of the box and held it up to the dim Christmas lights.
"Blaine…" he gasped.
"Do you like it? You said Tabitha's birthday was in January. I thought it would be perfect," Blaine said, he sounded nervous now. Kurt stayed quiet as he examined the object.
It was a silver ID bracelet. Silver rings latched onto the silver tag. The word Daddy was engraved in the middle with two red stones on both sides of the word. They were garnet stones, Tabitha's birthstone.
"Blaine…this is…" Kurt was at a loss.
"Do you like it?" Blaine asked. "I wish I could see your face right now. I should have had you open it before I left."
"I love it," Kurt whispered, rubbing his thumb over the Daddy part of the bracelet.
"Really? I really thought about this and I just…"
"Blaine Anderson," Kurt interrupted, his voice slow. "I really wished you had asked me to open it while you were still here. Because I would kiss you right now. This is the most thoughtful, beautiful gift I have ever gotten. Thank you."
Blaine wished he could see the look on Kurt's face. By the way his voice cracked a little, Kurt sounded like he was on the verge of tears, happy tears.
"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it," Blaine said, his voice was soft and gentle. He had been worried about whether Kurt would enjoy that gift, or if it was too soon for something like that. Blaine almost debated on a ring, but Clarissa had said that would be a little too soon.
"I really do," Kurt said, he couldn't stop staring at the bracelet. He looked up at the Christmas tree. "Can I ask you a favor? Before you go?"
"You can ask anything of me, Kurt," Blaine answered.
"Will you sing to me?" Kurt asked, sitting back on the couch, holding onto the bracelet.
"Any requests?" Blaine asked.
"No. Just you singing to me," Kurt answered. Blaine paused for a moment before Kurt smiled at Blaine's soothing voice.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year on our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
Next year on our troubles will be miles away
Kurt lay on his back, his head resting against the cushion of the armrest. He held the bracelet over the left side of his chest, listening to the man who gave it to him sing him almost to sleep.
Once again as an olden days
Happy golden days of your faithful friends
Who are dear to us will be near to us
Someday soon we all will be together
If the fates allow
Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas…now
Kurt smiled, waiting for Blaine's voice to fade to quiet. It was like Blaine was singing him to sleep. He didn't mind that at all.
"Merry Christmas, Blaine, thank you," he whispered.
"Merry Christmas, Kurt. Sleep well," Blaine whispered back. Clearly, he was lying down too, feeling as if he could fall asleep at any moment, like Kurt.
"Sleep well. Call me tomorrow?" Kurt asked.
"Expect it. Good night," he responded.
"Good night." Kurt pulled the phone away from his ear. It took a few minutes before Blaine disconnected the line. Kurt smiled as he held onto the phone and stared at the Christmas tree. It was the last thing he remembered before he shut his eyes, letting sleep take over at last.