A/N: Hey everyone! So every day up until December 25th I'm going to add a chapter of this. They are just Christmas themed Klaine drabbles and please feel free to give me some Christmassy prompts (seriously though, I need them) Right now I just asked friends what words remind them of Christmas :P Reviews would be lovely!

Theme One: Hot Chocolate

(P.S These are AU and set when Kurt's still at Dalton because it's easier that way. And Dalton's also a boarding school!)

Kurt was curled up on the sofa next to the fire in one of the Dalton common rooms, blazer hung over the arm and tie loosened around his neck. It had been a stressful week with exams non-stop and Kurt could not wait until Christmas break which was thankfully only a week away. Looking out the window, he saw the first flakes of snow drift down onto the ground far below, to him, that officially signified that it was time for Christmas. Someone cleared their throat making Kurt jump out of his thoughts, he turned to see his boyfriend at the door holding to mugs of hot chocolate.

"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you, just thought you might want a hot drink to celebrate the ending of exams." Blaine said as he walked over to give Kurt his hot chocolate. Kurt gladly accepted the steaming mug.

"You remembered marshmallows!" Kurt exclaimed. Kurt had once told Blaine that it wasn't classified as a hot chocolate unless it had at least one marshmallow in it.

"Of course I remembered." Blaine smiled as he leaned over to give Kurt a peck on the cheek. Kurt blushed and looked away, he still wasn't used to having affection showed like that. After a few minutes of idle chat, mostly about exams and the Warblers upcoming end of year Christmas performance, they fell into a comfortable silence.

After a while Blaine spoke up

"What ya thinking about?"

"Just reminiscing about my mum."

Blaine raised his eyebrow.

"Would you like to share? I mean.. You don't have to if you don't want to.. but…" Blaine blushed and Kurt giggled at his antics. "Yes I'll share with you, you don't have to worry about me bursting into tears or anything." Blaine smiled and put his arm around Kurt's shoulders as he began to speak.

"We always put up the Christmas tree the day it started to snow, no matter how early it might be. We'd wait until Dad had left for work then blast Christmas songs through the house, my favourite was always Let It Snow." Blaine giggled at that.

"What?" Kurt said rather indignantly.

"That's my favourite, I performed it at the Kings Island Christmas Spectacular last year. It went … interestingly." Kurt raised his eyebrows at the tone of voice Blaine had used.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Later, I want to hear the rest of your story." Blaine smiled at him. Kurt smiled back, curling into Blaine's side a little.

"Right, where was I?"

"Blasting Christmas songs." Kurt smiled fondly, closing his eyes trying to remember.

"We would sing and dance around the house, unpacking boxes full of Christmas stuff. No matter how hard we tried, somehow glitter always got everywhere. She had the most beautiful singing voice. After we'd decorated the Christmas tree we'd go and bake cookies in the kitchen. My mum made the best gingerbread men known to man. I was notorious for always stealing the raw dough." Blaine chuckled at that.

"Kurt Hummel, I cannot see you as such a sneaky child."

"Oh but I was." Kurt poked his tongue out at Blaine before continuing.

"Then once they'd cooled we'd make hot chocolate and curl up next to the fire with hot chocolate, biscuits and marshmallows. She was the one who told me that it's not a hot chocolate without marshmallows." Kurt smiled fondly at the faded memories of years before.

"After she died, Christmas was never the same. I mean, Dad tried, but it just wasn't." A few tear slipped down his cheeks. Blaine reached over and gently brushed them away then pulled Kurt into a hug, resting his cheek on top of Kurt's hair.

"She sounded like an amazing women, I would've loved to have been able to meet her."

Kurt sniffed and sat up properly.

"She would've loved you." He smiled.

They sat there for a little while, watching the snow fall curled up snuggling by the fire taking sips of hot chocolate.

Blaine looked over to check the clock on the mantel piece above the fire, it was already 9:15pm and they had to be back in their dorms by 10. Blaine nudged Kurt who had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

"Kurt, c'mon Kurt, we've got to get back to the dorm."

"Don't wanna, you're comfy." Blaine chuckled as Kurt squeezed his eyes shut tighter.

"C'mon, we can snuggle once we get back to our room."

"Nope, not moving." Kurt always had been stubborn. Blaine sighed and leaned in to connect their lips. Within seconds Kurt was sitting up eagerly kissing back. Blaine laughed as he pulled away and looked at Kurt's 'kicked puppy dog' look.

"If you come back to the dorm room I promise we can do more of that." Blaine bargained. Kurt let out a huff and crossed his arms.

"Fine." They both stood up and grabbed their cups heading towards the kitchen first to drop them off. As they walked out of the common room Kurt spoke up.

"You taste like chocolate and marshmallows."

Blaine raised an eyebrow.

"Is that a bad thing?"

After pretending to think about it, Kurt smiled.

"Nope, not at all."

A/N: Tell me what you think! And please leave prompts!