30 Days of Klaine Prompts: beginning. accusation. restless. snowflake. haze. flame. formal. companion. move. silver. prepared. knowledge. denial. wind order. thanks. look. summer. transformation. tremble. sunset. mad. thousand. outside. winter. diamond. letters. promise. simple. future.

"Blaine Devon Hummel-Anderson!" Kurt yelled fro the bathroom in anger. Blaine let out a soft moan and rolled over in bed, smacking his lips and slowly blinking his eyes open when he realized Kurt wasn't nearby. He mumbled incoherently and got up, walking into the bathroom. Kurt stood before him, arms crossed as he glared back and forth between Blaine and his empty bottle of hairspray. "What's the meaning of this?"

Blaine rubbed his eyes and yawned, still trying to wake up. "Huh? K'rt?" He walked forward and tried to snuggle against Kurt, just like he always did when he first woke up in the morning.

"Nuh uh," Kurt said, gently pushing Blaine back. "You know what you did and I want to know why."

Blaine let out a soft whine at his cuddles being rejected and pouted, poking his bottom lip out. "You're awfully cranky."

"You used up the last of my hairspray. I have to present the 2014 fall line in just a few hours and you've used up all my hairspray."

Blaine frowned, a very guilty look spreading over his still sleepy face, imprints from the sheets still on his left cheek. "It was an accident…" he mumbled. "I didn't realize you were almost out. But in my defense, the only reason I had to use your hairspray was because someone in this apartment used up the last of my nice pomade!"

"It wasn't me," Kurt retorted. "It was probably you. I've warned you about going through that stuff like it's water. Believe it or not, pomade is not a renewable resource and you use far too much of it. You have since high school."

The curly hair man stuck his bottom lip out even further and turned around. "I'm going to make myself a cup of coffee," he mumbled. "Since you had to wake up rudely on my day off." He marched off and went into their small kitchen, turning their Keurig on and getting a cup of coffee started. He dug through their storage pantry, quickly getting distracted when the coffee pot started beeping. He sighed and got the mug out, taking a small sip before sitting down at their bar.

A few minutes later, Kurt came out of the bathroom, a winter hat placed strategically on his head. "I'll have to buy some more hairspray and fix my hair when I get to work. Hey, where's my cup of coffee?"

Blaine turned his head, nose high in the air. "No. You woke me up and have been nothing but rude all morning. No coffee for you."

Kurt rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm… I'm sorry, Blaine. I just… I have this presentation and it's stressing me out. I guess I didn't sleep very well last night." He went into the pantry in search for their box of oatmeal, and let out a surprised squeal. Blaine raised his eyebrows as Kurt came back out of the pantry, holding up a bottle of hairspray and a tub of pomade. "Thank god, we bought extras!" He laughed and threw his arms around Blaine's neck.

Blaine smiled a little and hugged Kurt, pressing his face into the side of his neck. "Mmm…" He certainly did miss his morning cuddles with Kurt. The day didn't feel right without them. "Now go fix your hair before your presentation."

Kurt scurried off into the bathroom as Blaine finished his cup of coffee. A few minutes later, he heard a frustrated sigh come from the bathroom. "Blaine, did you use the last of the toothpaste?"