"How drunk are you?" Kurt asked Blaine, helping him upstairs. They had just gotten back from Rachel's first party, which was a disaster. Puck had convinced Rachel to let him break into her dads' liquor cabinet, and everyone had gotten really drunk. Except Finn and Kurt. Finn was driving and Kurt didn't want to slip up while trying to empress Blaine.
"I don't know. Ya' know, you are awesome." Blaine laughed.
"Thanks." Kurt couldn't help blushing, even though Blaine was under influence. Blaine grinned stupidly back at Kurt's red face.
"Did you eat to many Redvines?" He asked.
"No, Blaine, you embarrassed me." Kurt said, as if her were talking to a simple two-year-old
"Okay." they reached the top of the stairs. Blaine spilled into Kurt's room, giggling. "whoops."
"Calm yourself." Kurt said, collapsing onto his Queen-size bed. He laid there a second, letting himself recover. The next thing he knew, Blaine was on him, giving him a zerburt. Right in the three inch gap on his stomach.
"Blaine!" Kurt scrambled away, falling off his bed. Blaine laughed at him, tripping over the edge of Kurt's bed. He went face-down into the duvet.
"This is, so soft." He said, rubbing his face on it.
"Great." Kurt said, not paying attention to him as he stood and tried to regain his composure.
"Psst!" Blaine tried to catch Kurt's eye.
"What?" Kurt asked, hoping he would not regret taking Blaine home with him.
"You can't tell Kurt, but I lied to him." Blaine said, cracking up.
"Lied to me-him about what?" Kurt asked.
"I really like him, and care about him and stuff... and I kissed Rachel, but I still love 'em." Blaine said, sounding real for a moment, only to roll off the bed and onto the floor, worming his way around "Look! I'm Draco Malfoy!" He shouted, cracking again. Kurt sat down, so he wouldn't fall.
"You love me?" Kurt really did not want to hear this way, from a drunk Blaine who couldn't shut his mouth, but from a sincere Blaine, that was sober.
"What?" Blaine asked, rolling onto his elbow, and lifting himself up.
"Nothing. Get ready for... sleep." Kurt didn't want to say 'get ready for bed, it felt odd, like they were going to sleep together. Kurt shook himself, going to one of his drawers, pulling out a wad of blankets, throwing them onto the floor. He didn't see Blaine crawl into his bed behind his back. When he did turn, Blaine was sound asleep in his bed. Kurt frowned at him, but decided it wasn't worth waking him up over. He pulled on of the pillows off the bed, and put with the blankets. He went to his door, turned off the light, and went to bed.
-a zerburt, like a raspberry, is where one places their lips on a fleshy part of another person and blows to produce a pleasant flubbing noise and tickling sensation. zerburts are best applied to the stomach