In response to his first hangover, Blaine lays in bed trying to contemplate where he is at the moment. Kurt, meanwhile, is up and almost ready for the day, brushing his teeth while Blaine reacquaints himself to the situation.
"Good morning, Mr. Warbler!" Kurt exclaims.
"Hey, Kurt…what happened last night?" Blaine asks.
"Well, lots of things, actually. First, we were watching everybody at Rachel's party getting their drink on. Then, we played spin the bottle, result in you and Rachel kissing. Finally, you and Rachel end up doing your duet of Don't You Want Me?"
"Oh….um, wow," Blaine thought, trying to remember what it felt like to kiss Rachel, not that he enjoyed it of course.
"That is exactly what I was thinking while I sat in the corner watching you!" Kurt went on. "You two seemed very happy…"
"Oh Kurt, it didn't mean anything. I know it's cliché, but we were a tiny bit drunk and we were stuck in the moment. And you know how Rachel gets…when she feels a perfect moment, she acts on it. You know, Kurt, that I love you so much more than I can express it to you."
Blaine was at least on his side now, looking up into Kurt's face adoringly. Kurt, beginning to feel butterflies form in his stomach, stared back, forgetting how he had been a little ticked off about the whole thing from the party.
"I love you too, Blaine," Kurt said with a great smile. He fell back into bed next to Blaine and didn't say a word, but rather let their eyes do the talking between them. The tension began to build, and next thing Kurt laid a tiny peck on Blaine's cheek.
In return, Blaine rolled closer, rest his hand on the underside of Kurt's cheek, and began to kiss him the way he did the first time after Pavarotti's death. Kurt came closer and returned the kiss, brushing his figures through Blaine's hair. For a few seconds, they lay lip-locked in Kurt's bed. After about twenty seconds, Blaine pulled back and rolled onto his back again, breathing a little heavier than before.
"Wow," they both exclaimed, hand in hand. Blaine got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. When he came back, he sat next to Kurt who was still in the moment from the minute before.
"Haha, thanks Kurt," Blaine laughed. "Well, we should both finish getting ready. Does your father know I slept here last night?"
"Oh, no, no, no. He's still a little sensitive to the fact that I'm gay, and I would rather not shock him into another heart attack," Kurt said.
"Hmmm, a little forbidden business, you could say…" Blaine said with a devious smile. "Well, we've been dating for a few weeks, right? He's going to find out at some time. But I understand your reasoning."
"Oh, Blaine, you big flirt! But yes, thanks for understanding," Kurt smiled.
"So, your dad is asleep still? Let's finish up here, and I can sneak out before he wakes up," Blaine suggested.
"Oh, I wish you didn't have to go! But it's probably best for ALL of us right now. Finn would probably freak out too if he saw you with your bed head hair" Kurt teased.
So, they both got dressed, and before Blaine bid his goodbye, he laid one last kiss upon Kurt's lips, leaving Kurt once again in a wonderful daze.
"I love you Kurt," Blaine said, and was out the door in no time.
"I love you, too," Kurt replied, then fell back into bed and held his pillow like he would Blaine before going about the rest of his day.