“Blaine, why do you–is that–” he gestured vaguely towards the dessert and Blaine froze, his jaw clinching and his eyes widening in panic.

“It’s nothing.” Blaine said quickly, as he rushed to blow it out and stuff it into the mini-fridge, “Just some pie–”

“It’s your birthday.” Kurt said slowly, quietly, latching his hand around Blaine’s wrist to stop him from putting it away. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It–it doesn’t–it’s not important.” Blaine grumbled, looking completely horrified and embarrassed at what Kurt had walked in on. The fact that he was letting Kurt see anything of what he was feeling made Kurt hold on even tighter. He wasn’t going anywhere tonight.

Gently, Kurt took the pie out of his hand and pushed him over to the bed. It broke his heart to hear Blaine say that; for him to think he wasn’t even important enough for a birthday celebration even if it was just the two of them.

He snatched Blaine’s lighter and the plastic fork off of the fridge as well and dropped down next to him, placing the little pie in his hands as he flicked the lighter a couple of times trying to get it to light. Frustrated when he couldn’t get it to catch, Blaine chuckled softly and took it from his fist. With a deft flick he had it lit and pressed it against the candle’s wick.

He tossed it onto the nightstand once it was flickering again and Kurt looped his arms around Blaine’s, resting his cheek on Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine’s body was still slightly rigid at how unexpected this situation was for him, but he slowly began to relax as Kurt started singing softly.

“Happy Birthday to you…”

The pie was trembling slightly in Blaine’s grasp when he was finished and he pressed a sweet kiss to Blaine’s cheek, and whispered softly, “Make a wish, Blaine.”

-Go Your Own Way by Zavacado