Pausing what he was doing, Kurt leaned against the kitchen doorframe, watching what was happening in the living room. They were in Lima for Christmas, in Kurt’s parents’ house, and Kurt was really glad they decided to come back home. With a fond smile on his face, he watched his family scattered all around the room: Carole and Pam giggling in the corner, a bit tipsy from the wine they already had; Burt and Cooper putting the final touches on the Christmas tree and all the other decorations in the room, while bickering about something, probably sports related.
Kurt’s heart clenched a bit, knowing there was someone missing, but when he closed his eyes, he could almost hear Finn laughing next to him, and it put a smile on his face.
“Hey there.” A soft voice sounded next to him and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. “You okay? You zoned out a bit.”
Leaning into the embrace, Kurt tilted his head to look at Blaine, and his heart did a little flip when his eyes met the warm, hazel ones, solely focused on him. “I’m fine. Just been thinking.”
“About?” Blaine whispered as if he didn’t want to disturb the atmosphere around them by raising his voice.
“Family.” Kurt replied, his gaze shifting back to the living room. “How happy I am that we all got here to spend Christmas together. About Finn.” He added more quietly and Blaine’s arms around him tightened around him comfortingly. “And about how much I love you. I hope you know that.”
“I do.” Blaine smiled softly, kissing Kurt’s cheek. “I love you too.” He murmured, his hot breath ghosting on Kurt’s skin.
“Merry Christmas, B.”
“Merry Christmas, love.”