Kurt looked up from his history book to sneak another look at his best friend who was sitting cross legged, opposite him on the bed. Luckily for Kurt, Blaine had his eyes closed and he was nodding his head to the beat of a song he was listening to through his headphones.

Kurt couldn't help but smile at how adorable he looked. Blaine had taken to washing out all the gel from his hair as soon as the school day finished. (Kurt silently hoped it was because of the time a few weeks ago when he told Blaine how good he looked with his wild curls untamed). Kurt's eyes made their way down his body. He was wearing a pair of grey sweat pants and a blue Dalton T-shirt, which looked like it was a couple of sizes too big for him.

He stared for a moment, just below where the sleeves ended, at Blaine's biceps. It took every bit of Kurt's self control not to lunge forward then and there and run his tongue along the defined muscle. He could just imagine what it would taste like... He felt a blush creep onto his face and he quickly looked back down at his text book and tried to continue studying.

Blaine's eyelashes flickered on his cheeks for a moment before he opened his eyes and took in the sight of his friend lying on his stomach in front of him, engrossed in his was thrilled when Kurt agreed to come and study with him in his dorm that night, but he hadn't expected Kurt to actually want to study.

Blaine couldn't help notice how tight Kurt's black skinny jeans were, for a moment he wondered if Kurt had actually painted them on. Not that he was complaining, he certainly enjoyed the way the fabric clung to his amazing ass... Blaine's eyes shot up to Kurt's face.

No he thought to himself this is you're best friend, you cannot keeping staring at his ass all the time...No matter how perfect it is. Blaine watched Kurt wiggle his nose a little as he often did when he was trying to concentrate on something. So cute, why does he have to be SO cute? And, awhh, is he blushing? Blaine wondered what had made Kurt's cheeks go that pink and silently giggled to himself at the possibilities.

Despite it being silent, the movement of Blaine's body caught Kurt's attention and he dragged his eyes away from his history work again, to gaze questioningly at him.

Blaine flashed a massive goofy grin as his hazel eyes locked with Kurt's blue-green ones. Kurt loved how Blaine's eyes twinkled so much when he smiled,

"Yes?" Kurt asked with a raise of an eyebrow.

"Nothing" Blaine replied, his face still plastered with his gorgeous smile.

"You were laughing at me" Kurt simply stated

Blaine's mouth dropped open in mock astonishment, "I was not!"

"Well you were laughing at something"

Blaine's smile returned to his face, "Did you know you were blushing?" he asked teasingly.

"I... Uhh... I was..." Kurt stumbled over his words "H-hot, It's hot in here" he managed to say

Blaine raised a knowing eyebrow, but thought it was best to probably just drop the subject, even if he did find it adorable making Kurt squirm.

"You know, when I invited you over I thought we could watch a movie or something, not actually do homework. It's Friday night, I've had enough of working during the week, Can't we take a break" Blaine pouted and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"You invited me over to study Blaine, It's what I HAVE been doing. You however, I've been here for nearly an hour now and you haven't even touched a book once, so what exactly are you taking a break from?"

"Watching you study?" Kurt opened his mouth to reply but Blaine cut him off, "Wouldn't you much rather come snuggle next to me and watch Moulin Rouge, rather than read about..." Blaine leaned forward and grabbed the book out of Kurt's grasp, "...The French Revolution?"

Kurt faked a put upon sigh and agreed to stop studying for the evening. Blaine dug out his laptop and slid in the DVD, while Kurt packed up his books and went to fetch two cans of diet coke from the small fridge Blaine had by his desk. He passed one to Blaine and placed the other on the bedside table.

"Lights on or off?", Kurt asked, knowing full well Blaine liked the room dark while watching movies, but it was always polite to ask

"Off" Blaine answered right away "More fun with the lights off" He teased and winked. Kurt shook his head despairingly, because as much as it sounded like Blaine being suggestive, he knew fully well Blaine was referring to the incident when they had just finished watching Saw and Blaine thought it would be hilarious to wait until Kurt went to the bathroom, turn off the laptop so the room was pitch black and jump out at Kurt when he returned, tackling him onto the bed. Blaine still found it funny to think of how loudly Kurt screamed.

Kurt could hear Blaine giggle behind him as he went to turn off the lights.

"It was not funny" He said indignantly and he flicked the switch down. He turned back around to see Blaine sitting against the headrest on one side of the bed, the laptop on his chest, lighting up his face.

He was smiling another goofy smile again, and Kurt couldn't help but smile back at him.

He looked so gorgeous, the ghostly light playing against his features, his eye sparkled more than ever. Kurt's attention was caught by Blaine's slightly unshaven jaw line.

Damn it Kurt thought to himself How am I going to manage to go another movie cuddled up close to him without kissing that perfect face? Kurt shook himself out of his reverie and made his way to the bed to join Blaine.

"I'll get you back for that you know" Kurt said sitting down next to Blaine, not letting Blaine's dazzling looks deter him from the original conversation.

He made sure he left a gap between them, not knowing how he'd cope if he had to be too close to the other boy for so long in the dark. However it was all in vain as Blaine shuffled right up next to Kurt and leaned in to whisper in his ear,

"Oh yeah, how do you plan on doing that then?" His voice significantly lower than normal. Kurt just stared, speechless, and he could feel himself starting to blush.

Blaine smiled, satisfied with the reaction he got, and turned to the laptop and clicked play.

Both boys watched the first hour of the movie intently, singing along to the songs and Kurt commenting on various outfits some of the characters were wearing.

However, after a while, Kurt began to feel his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Something about the low lighting, the smell of Blaine and the warmth he could feel radiating off the boy beside him made him so comfortable and relaxed, he began to drift off into a deep sleep.

Blaine felt Kurt's head slowly lower itself onto his shoulder. He turned to look at the younger boy to find his eyes gently closed and a slight smile on his face. Blaine knew instantly he was asleep and turned back to watch the end of the film.

Less than a minute later however, his eyes wandered away from the screen to look at Kurt again. He never could get over how beautiful he looked, especially when he was sleeping. It wasn't unusual for Kurt to fall asleep on Blaine while watching a movie, and it wasn't unusual for Blaine to find himself watching him.

He loved how pale his porcelain skin was, and how when he was dreaming, his eyelashes would gently flutter against his cheeks. He loved how his soft brown hair would fall across his face a little. And he particularly loved his cute little nose and how it even wiggled sometimes in his sleep.

Blaine couldn't resist the urge, and he leaned down and gently kissed Kurt on the tip of his nose. Kurt stirred beside him and Blaine sat slowly upright, scared of waking Kurt up. He didn't however, he just snuggle further into Blaine's neck and sighed contentedly. Blaine turned back to face Kurt and slowly rested his nose in Kurt's hair and breathed in. He smelt like a mix of Vanilla and Coconut, and Blaine couldn't pull himself away.

He closed the laptop and slid it onto the floor, trying to remain as close to Kurt as he could. Once the laptop was safety tucked away, Blaine cuddled closer to Kurt and placed a hand on the small of his back, buried his face into Kurt's hair again and closed his eyes. He fell asleep feeling happier than he thought he had ever felt.

Kurt had to know, Blaine had to tell him, he had to tell him exactly how he felt about him.