Blaine awoke in the middle of the night to a terrifying sound outside their condo. There was someone out there.
"Kurt, Kuuuuuuurt, KURT!"
"Blaine! What's wrong? Is there someone in the house?"
"No, there's someone outside." Kurt just rolled his eyes. He knew how paranoid Blaine was. At least once a week Blaine would be convinced that there was a serial killer in their house. Kurt usually didn't mind because he could play the hero and make Blaine feel safer. And Blaine would always find a way to return the favor. However, Kurt did not appreciate Blaine waking him up at three in the morning to scare away the "murderer."
"Blaine, there is no one outside. Go to bed."
"No, I know there's someone out there this time. I heard…" And Blaine and Kurt heard the noise again. Kurt was a little scared by it but he knew it wasn't burglar. "Kurt, he's out there. Please go stop him!"
Kurt never won these battles and he knew if he said no, Blaine wouldn't let him fall asleep. "Fine. But you're coming with me." But as soon as he said it he regretted it.
Blaine ran into the closet and immerged wearing a black cape. He whispered one word: "Nightbird." Kurt would have to spend the next 20 minutes hearing Blaine talk in third person about himself and demanding he be called Nightbird.
"Blaine…"
"Nightbird…"
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Nightbird, this was cute for a little bit but now it's just getting old."
"Nightbird is offended. Let's go catch a criminal."
Kurt grabbed a golf club and they went to the front door. Blaine lead the whole way, which surprised Kurt, usually he would cower behind him. Just as Kurt was thinking that Nightbird might have put some courage in Blaine they heard the noise again and Blaine stopped walking.
"Go on Nightbird. Catch the criminal." But Blaine didn't say anything, so Kurt knew that meant he would have to lead again.
Kurt pushed open the front door and they heard the noise another time. Blaine grabbed onto Kurt's arm and they proceeded to the source of the noise very slowly.
"Blaine…"
"Nightbird…"
"Nightbird, you might want to breath a little louder. I don't think the murderer has heard you yet." And with that Blaine let out the loudest shriek Kurt had ever heard. Kurt was so startled he screamed and fell backwards on the ground.
"Oh my god Kurt!"
Kurt got up as fast as he could and prepared the golf club. "Don't worry Blaine, I'll save you!"
"It's Nightbird!"
"Do you really think it matters right now?"
"This is the cutest thing I have ever seen!"
"What the hell Bl- Nightbird!" Then Kurt found Blaine sitting cross-legged in front of the smallest cat he had ever seen.
"Hey little guy, aren't you the cutest little kitty I've ever seen. Yes you are! Can I pet you?"
"Don't pet her! She probably has rabies! And you're super allergic to cats."
"She doesn't have rabies. Do you kitty? And I'll be fine," Blaine picked up the cat into his lap and started to pet her. She rolled over and started purring to show her approval. "Kurt can we keep her? Can we please keep her?!"
"No, no, no, no."
"Pleeeease?"
"Blaine Devon Nightbird Anderson we are not keeping that kitten."
"But it's the logical next step in our cute domestic life. She's the perfect addition!"
"No."
"I'm sorry Kurt, but I have to do this," Blaine stood up right next to Kurt, held the cat right next to his face and put on the best puppy dog eyes he had. "Can we please keep the little kitty?"
Kurt covered his eyes, "That is uncalled for, I call fowl play! No, we're not keeping the cat."
"You can name her!"
"No." Blaine pulled Kurt's hands away from his eyes and turned on the eyes again.
"Please?"
"Well, she looks like the kitty version of Roxie Hart. We could call her Roxie for short. She is really cute. But I'm still mad at you. We agreed no puppy dog eyes when we're fighting. You know I have no power when you have the puppy dog eyes." Kurt went to grabbed Roxie and as soon as she was out of Blaine's hands he pulled Kurt into the tightest hug.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you! Do you think you can talk to out landlady and convince her to let us keep Roxie in the condo?"
"You wanted the cat, you talk to the landlady."
"But she hates me!"
"No, she hates everyone. Let's go back inside, it's freezing out here." Blaine and Kurt went back in the apartment. Kurt made Blaine wash the cat in the sink before going back to bed.
Once the cat was all clean Blaine got back in bed. "Thanks Kurt. You were very brave out there."
"You owe me Blaine."
Blaine started to smirk, "Now or in the morning?"
"The morning," Blaine was started to get excited. This was his favorite part about Kurt helping him. "In the morning I want you to leave and not come back until Roxie has gotten her shots at the vet, you bought her food and she is cleared to be here by the landlady. Then we are even."
"Kurt… What about my usual thank you? I like that better."
"That's a reward for you too. You owe me more than usual. Plus tomorrow's Friday, I'd get rewarded anyway. See you tomorrow honey. Love you."
"Love you." And Blaine went to bed, a little disappointed.