A/N – Yaaaaaaay. It's the middle of the night and Emily is sitting up writing. Even though I have to be up at six am to go on an expedition and walk for seven hours. Wahey.

This one's dedicated to Melanie and Ruby, who came up with the idea for this story and encouraged me to write it. I love you both a hell of a lot, and I'm so grateful to you both for being so amazing. 3333

The title for this one also comes from Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's. Trololol.

I own nothing. Sadly. If I did, Glee would be 90% Klaine smut with some songs in between.

Enjoy guys. xo.

"Look at it!" Kurt squealed, clapping his hands together. Blaine laughed and slung an arm around Kurt's waist, pulling him closer to him. Together, they looked up at the Eiffel Tower, stood in all its glory before them. It was illuminated against the black curtain of the night, and it really was stunning. Blaine understood why Kurt had been so desperate to come to Paris now.

"Beautiful," Blaine smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Kurt's cheek. "And I'm not talking about the tower."

Kurt giggled. "You're adorable. Cheesy, but adorable."

Blaine pretended to bow. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He was sweaty and nervous and shaking. There was a reason why he'd brought Kurt to Paris. Kurt had wanted to come for the shops and because he could speak French and to see the Eiffel Tower and to have a nice break. Blaine had something a little bit bigger in mind.

"Just look," he smiled nervously, and Kurt did. He looked up, standing on his tiptoes to get a better look at the Eiffel Tower. Like lightning, Blaine got down on one knee and pulled out the ring. It was now or never. He was only waiting for a second before Kurt turned back to him. His mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape as he stared at Blaine.

"…Blaine?" Kurt said, his voice trembling.

"Kurt Hummel, I've loved you since we were just kids in high school. I will never stop loving you. You're so amazing, and so perfect, and I can't believe you picked me over all the men in the world. You really could have anyone. All I want in the world is you, and I hope that you feel the same way. What I'm trying to get at here, is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So I'm asking you: Kurt Hummel, will you marry me?" Blaine said. He felt sick with nerves.

Kurt stood, eyes wide, a shaking hand over his open mouth, before he pressed his lips together and nodded, tears sparkling in his eyes. He nodded again, beaming. "Yes. Yes, yes oh my god, yes, of course I'll marry you."

Grinning, and feeling as though his heart was going to burst out of his chest, Blaine slid the simple band onto Kurt's finger, before getting to his feet. He was barely stood up when Kurt launched himself at him, nearly knocking him over. Blaine could vaguely hear the applause of passers-by around them who had watched the exchange, even if they hadn't understood it. Laughing, Blaine hugged Kurt back, squeezing so tight that he thought letting go would be impossible. "I love you," he whispered in Kurt's ear.

"I love you too," Kurt smiled through his tears, before they both pulled away and shared a tender kiss.

Blaine grinned at Kurt. "You have no idea how happy you've made me."

Kurt laughed. "It can't be as happy as you've made me."

Blaine chuckled, intertwining his fingers with Kurt's as they walked away, both feeling as though they were floating.

A/N – Meh. This isn't great but I thought I'd have a go at writing some future Klaine. I'm not that happy with it, but there you go. Also, a huge thank you to everyone who has reviewed and favourited my other fics, and a massive thank you to everyone who has added me to author alert and whatnot. I really appreciate it. 333

Let me know if I should continue this or not?