7 months.

7 months, 2 days.

7 months, 2 days and 9 hours.

That's how long he's been gone. And I don't know how much longer I can last without him.

9 months earlier.

"Kurt, how else am I going to make him proud of me? How else am I going to prove to him that I'm not just a little gay boy who skips through life singing about cupcakes and rainbows? I'm not a baby!" Blaine roared across their small apartment, echoing around the walls and almost suffocating me. I shook my head and wiped the tears from my face.

"We'll find another way, Blaine. It'll be okay. We'll figure somet-"

"NO! You don't understand, Kurt. Your dad…accepts you" he choked, those last two words only just making an appearance before he threw himself onto the sofa. Tears began pouring out of his ebony eyes and cascading down his cheeks. The sight broke my heart.

"You don't have to live up to anything. You don't know how this feels. To be a disappointment to your own father. Isn't your dad supposed to hug you and tell you he loves you?" he looked up to me with those puppy dog eyes and I saw it. He was close to giving up completely.

I sighed and lowered myself to the floor next to where he was sat. I took his hands in mine before lowering my head slightly and pressing a soft kiss to each palm.

"Blaine…I'm lucky. I know I am and I don't know how I managed to be so lucky. But…your dad loves you, Blaine. He cares about you, and he just doesn't know how to show it" Blaine just shook his head and pulled one hand away before caressing my cheek gently.

"I have to do this Kurt. I know you don't understand…but I have to prove myself to him. I know I can do it, I'm strong, healthy and I'm young. They'll take me".

I broke down, my head resting in his lap whilst I cried. His words were true. I knew he was going to do it. Once there was an idea in his head there was no going back. It had always been something I loved, but now it was turning out to be something I hated.

"But Blaine…what if you don't come back! You promised. You made a promise to me. You gave me a ring, remember? You promised you would marry me!" I wailed helplessly, my one last attempt to change his mind. He just sighed and with his calm face, leaned forward and pressed his soft lips to my forehead.

"Kurt, I will come back. There is no doubt about that. And when I come back, I will marry you. I promise you. But right now my place isn't here. It is as a soldier".

I don't know how much longer I will have to wait.

No phone calls.

One letter a month.

How does he even expect me to live on that? His letters are my food and water and they are rationed.

He promised he'd be home soon. He promised that the war wouldn't last long.

It isn't fair. The love of my life could be being shot at and there is nothing I can do about it.

Sitting up and staring at the phone is taking too much effort. I'm going to go to bed.

"Blaine! Where are you taking me?"I shriek as he grabs my hands and adjusts the blindfold over my eyes before pulling me with him. From what I make out we are going over a bridge.

"You'll see honey! All in good time" I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. It always does when he uses terms of endearment.

"But I want to know!" I moan childishly. I knew he had been planning something for weeks but now I have no idea what we are doing in central park at 8 o'clock at night. One of Blaine 'great' ideas

"Almost there…ah!" I heard him exclaim "We're here"

"Great, can I take this damn thing off now, it's ruining my hair!" I whine, hearing him chuckle before warm hands creep up my neck, over my cheeks and up to the scarf restricting my vision. I shudder as he undoes it at the back and the scarf falls away from my eyes. I open them slowly and gasp at what I see.

Trees strewn with lanterns.

Paper lanterns.

A circle of lit trees and in the centre of the circle, a picnic blanket and floor cushions, the blanket laden with finger foods and a huge cheesecake. I managed a teary smile before launching myself into his arms and kissing his shoulder repeatedly.

"Blaine! This is incredible! Just like that scene from Tangled! But what's it for?" I exclaim as I release my hold on him, but he still keeps his arms firmly around my waist. Suddenly, he begins to sink to his knees and I begin to get flustered because I don't know what he's doing until he reaches into his pocket and retrieves a small box.

Just big enough for a ring.

'You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on' my phone begins ringing in my pocket and I glance down to Blaine, perfectly content with ignoring it but he looks up to me seriously.

"Answer your phone Kurt. It might be important" he says quietly, staying in the same position, never moving, but telling me to answer my phone. There's something in his eyes that makes me obey.

My eyes snap open. I have just enough time to think 'Hey, that's not how that dream normally ends' before I acknowledge the ringtone echoing through the apartment.

The phone is ringing.

I don't think I've ever gotten out of bed so quickly. I'm running towards the lounge, hoping and praying to the pixie flying around the moon in that magic teapot that this is the call I've been waiting for the past 7 months 2 days and 11 hours.

I fumble to press the answer button before lifting the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Kurt Hummel?"

"Yes. Who is this?"

"I am contacting you as you are on the emergency contact list of Mr. Blaine Devon Anderson. It says you are his fiancé"

"Yes that's me. What is happening? Is Blaine okay?"

"Well, yes and no Mr. Hummel. Good news and bad news. The bad news is that he has been shot in the leg and is in pretty bad shape" I felt a tear slip down my cheek at the words "...But the good news is that he must be sent home immediately. I will give you the flight details so you can pick him up from the airport…."

Everything else doesn't matter. I scream and fall to my knees, tears beginning to fall.

And for once they are tears of happiness.

My Blaine is coming home, and I am never ever letting him go again.

A/N:

There you go. Sorry I haven't been around for a while. Writers block is a nightmare, but I felt like writing a oneshot so….here you are. I wouldn't mind continuing this, so if you want me to let me know.

Don't forget to review my lovelies ^-^

Love Holly.