"Kurt can you just listen to me."

Kurt is not listening. Instead he's huffing his way up his front porch going through the house, pointedly ignoring Blaine. "Kurt."

Blaine of course is following him up the stairs, exasperation written all over his face. He finally makes it up to Kurt's room, watching as Kurt sits at his vanity, crossing his long legs over each other and grabbing a nail file, his gaze falling to his nails as he works at them.

"Kurt for the love of go-"

"You didn't knock." He says, unfazed, eyes never meeting Blaine's.

"W-wha… excuse me, what…?" Blaine stares at the pale boy in front of him, really confused.

Kurt just rolls his eyes, finally lifting his gaze to look at Blaine, his expression almost tired at this whole situation. "It's rude to come in my room, without knocking. Please leave and try again."

Looking at his boyfriend with an incredulous, open mouthed face, he snaps his mouth shut before asking, "Are you serious?"

"Pretty much."

With no idea other than to actually leave his room, Blaine goes into the hallway closing the door behind him. He takes a few deep breaths to calm himself a little before resolutely knocking twice on the wooden door.

"I'm busy right now. Come back later."

"You are so fucking ridiculous, you know that?" Blaine says as he enters the room again, noticing the hint of amusement tugging at Kurt's lips.

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Now come on Kurt I've already said I'm sorry a million times okay? I'm sorry."

Kurt can tell Blaine is about at his limit with this little game so he just sighs deeply and looks back at his gorgeous boyfriend, taking a second to look at how good his shirt hugs his arms today, before he brings his gaze back up to those honey coloured eyes. "Well maybe I should forgive you."

He pulls out the big guns and stares at Kurt with his sickeningly endearing puppy dog eyes, and the biggest pout gracing his lips. Blaine knows Kurt has a short resolve when those eyes are put in place, and he can already see the effects of it as Kurt bites his lip and stares at his mouth as if he wants to devour it.

"I'll forgive you." Blaine's face breaks out into a glorious grin. "If-" His face drops. "-you come here and kiss me."

He's over there in a shot, straddling Kurt's hips right there in his vanity chair and just kisses him as if his life depends on it. There was so much passion in just that kiss as Blaine takes Kurt's bottom lip into his mouth sucking it lightly before releasing with a quiet smack. Their breathing is heavy as he leans in again this time tracing his tongue across his lip seeking entrance, which is gladly granted and their tongues meet in a familiar dance. Blaine's hands have been framing Kurt's face, holding him as he dominates the kiss, feeling Kurt squirm and moan beneath him, turning him on even more.

Blaine knows this game. He knows Kurt picks a small fight over the stupidest things just to get Blaine all riled up and fiery, so that when they do make-up it's all kinds of hot and wonderful. Blaine gets off on it just as much as Kurt and they've been doing it for long enough to know that they're not actually fighting. He can see it in the mischievous twinkle of Kurt's eye or the slight tug of a smirk pulling at his lips as he tries to be serious.

He's just started to grind a little against Kurt before he breaks the kiss, looking into Kurt's eyes, which have turned almost completely black from lust and says, "I will never order a vanilla latte instead of a non-fat mocha again."

"Damn right." He surges forward capturing his lips once more.

Fin.