A/N: This is my first Glee fanfic and my first fic in a while, so, yeah.
Disclaimer: Fuck all is mine, not even the idea, because I got it from a prompt someone sent me on Tumblr.
"Shit!" Kurt huffed as he bent down to pick up the avalanche of books and notebooks that had fallen from his opened locker. Books scattered across the entire hallway, yet, no one stopped to help Kurt, who was glaring accusingly at those who walked past. His day had been awful thus far-menopausal teachers and Kurt do not mix-and it was only fourth period. Of course it had to get worse. He had just put his last book away when comfortingly familiar hands blocked Kurt's vision, his senses overwhelmed by the scent of Axe, pine, and just Blaine. Usually, this would relax every muscle in Kurt's body and turn him into a pile of goo, but he was too wound up today. Kurt placed a hand on either side of his locker, turning his head to see his 'attacker', but the hands would not move. "God, Blaine, are you twelve?" he snapped slightly, on edge from his day, but Blaine didn't notice.
"Hope not. Because this might get you in very big trouble," Blaine slid his arms around Kurts waist, burying his face in Kurt's neck with a smirk. The taller boy jerked out of his grip, frantically searching the hall to make sure no one was around to hurt either one of them for the PDA. Blaine's face fell immediately. He didn't care about bullies at this point, he just wanted to be allowed to hold the man he loved without getting shit for it.
When Kurt's gaze finally returns to his boyfriend, guilt washes over him. "I'm sorry, Blaine, it's just..." he sighs, lightly grasping the hand within his view. At this, Blaine immediately relaxes a bit, his fingers curling around Kurt's. "Want to come over today? Dad's at the garage until late, and Carole is picking up another shift at the hospital. Finn's not stupid enough to come home for a while..." Kurt bit his lip, blushing at the implications of being alone in his house for hours with his boyfriend, though, this was nothing new for them.
Blaine just nodded, blushing a bit, too, as his smile grew ten times. It was at this point, the bell decided to ring, announcing the boy's tardiness to class. Kurt muttered a curse to himself before glancing around at the retreating student body and then planting a chaste kiss on Blaine's lips, adding a breathless, "Meet me at my car later?" He didn't even wait for a response before running off in the opposite direction to his class on the opposite side of the school. He really needed to learn how to keep track of time with Blaine around, he thought as he turned the corner out of sight. Blaine, however, stayed still where he was, a grin permanently plastered to his lips as he watched Kurt run away, sure that he was the luckiest man on earth.