"Shotgun the shower first!"
Blaine's voice breaks the comfortable silence. Kurt's head, lying across Blaine's naked chest rises and he says
"Hey! This is my room"
"Yeah well you should have shotgunned then!"
"There is no shotgun for the shower! And anyway...can't we share?"
Kurt's blush is faint but his eyes are bright as he looks at Blaine. Blaine smiles, a big goofy grin that Kurt wants to frame and keep forever.
"Something first"
Blaine says, sitting up slightly and reaching out to the bedside table. Kurt let's out a noise of disappointment at Blaine's movement and Blaine rolls his eyes, shifting back into place under Kurt. In his hand he has a pen, which he swiftly clicks and brings down on Kurt's skin. Kurt snatches his hand out of the way and he opens his mouth, ready to give Blaine his big speech on either hygiene or pore blocking, he hasn't decided which yet. Blaine starts talking before Kurt can even take a breath however.
"If you let me, I promise you can have the shower first."
Kurt raises his eyebrow
"I thought we were sharing"
Blaine simply reaches forward and takes Kurt's hand. He brings it up to his lips and kisses the palm. He then takes the pen and in between Kurt's thumb and forefinger he draws a slightly lopsided heart.
"There." Blaine's voice sounds satisfied; as if letting Kurt know he loves him is all he needs to do in life.
Kurt isn't sure what he's meant to do, so he whispers
"I love you"
Both boys smile at each other, both feeling the physically ache in their chests at the love they hold for each. Like there aren't enough for words to tell each how much they mean to one another, never enough love songs to serenade each with and not enough time to spend together, but like all this doesn't matter because they can simple have each other.
"So much"
Blaine adds, his voice earnest.
There's a pause and then Kurt says "So. Who gets the shower?"
Blaine's eyes twinkle, and he says "Sharings good."