Studying

„Oh god, this isn't making any sense!", Blaine groans, falling back on the mattress, kicking away his copy of Advanced Calculus. He lets out a low groan that is muffled by the arm draped across his face. "I never see you learning so much. Maybe I should just transfer to McKinley."

"No, you won't," Kurt remarks from his study desk, currently plastered in various clothing articles. "There's only one month left until summer break and the end of year exams are exhausting for everyone. Now stop complaining and do your work while I try to find an assortment that works with the scarf you gave me."

Kurt smiles against trying to sound stern, because he thinks back to yesterday, when Blaine and he had been shopping for summer clothes. They had been in this little boutique and Kurt had looked at (no, not fawned over) a deep violet shawl. Well, it wasn't his fault that it had this eye-catching color and the turquoise and yellow velvet straps made it just that much swoon worthy. Blaine must have noticed, because when they had emerged from the shop a while later and Kurt had suggested getting a coffee before heading home, Blaine had told him to go ahead while he hit the restroom. Kurt hadn't really thought anything of it as he had placed their orders and sat down at a table in the Lima Bean, even though there was a restroom in the coffee shop, so if he had actually taken the time to analyze Blaine's behavior, it might have seemed a little suspicious. Blaine had joined him only moments after he had placed the two hot cups on the little table and at that point Kurt had noticed the smug expression on his face.

"What are you smiling about?" Kurt had asked.

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough."

Even if that had sounded slightly dubious, Kurt had decided to leave it at that, because if Blaine said he would tell him later, he could wait. They had finished their drinks and only when they had left and walked to Blaine's car, had Kurt asked about Blaine's smug expression again, because even if he could be patient, the curiosity was getting the better of him.

Blaine stops Kurt before he can open the door to the passenger's seat. He looks a little apprehensive, but nevertheless smiles when he reaches into his sachet, pulling out a paper bag that Kurt recognizes as bearing the logo of the little boutique. He looks a little questioning at Blaine, but takes the bag, looking inside. There's the shawl and also a note, looking like a torn out page from a notebook.

You might love scarves, but I love you.

There is a little heart drawn beside the words, but Kurt doesn't notice, because all he can think of are the three last words. He looks up at Blaine and when he sees his nervous smile and notices the shuffling of his feet he can't really help the little squeal he makes or the tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

"I-", he tries, but his voice seems to be uncooperative right now, so instead he steps closer and throws his arms around Blaine's neck, hugging his boyfriend tightly. He pulls back only after a long time and when he does he drops a soft kiss to Blaine's mouth.

Trusting his voice again, he breathes against his lips.

"I love you, too. Even more than scarves." He feels Blaine chuckle against his lips and they stay close, breaths ghosting over skin, which feels very nice in Kurt's opinion.

They eventually part, because they are still in the middle of a parking lot and they actually need to get going, because otherwise Blaine might be late for curfew. Blaine has this goofy smile on his face and Kurt can only imagine how he must look, because it feels like his face is splitting into two from all the smiling.

Kurt takes Blaine's hand, intertwining their fingers and bringing them up to his mouth, placing soft kisses on Blaine's knuckles.

"…but I can't concentrate," Blaine whining brings Kurt back to the here and now and Kurt smile turns sympathetic at just how overworked Blaine looks and how defeated his voice sounds. He gets up from where he's sitting, making his way to the bed.

There's shuffling and the mattress dips before Kurt is behind Blaine, head dipping to kiss his boyfriends's forehead.

"Come on, sit up," he orders and Blaine gets up, mild curiosity grazing his features. Kurt just wraps his arms around Blaine from behind, pulling him closer until Blaine is nestles comfortably in Kurt's lap.

"I could help you with your homework but you look so exhausted, I think you might not remember much of it by tomorrow," Kurt comments, nuzzling into Blaine's collarbone, "For now, I think you just need to relax a little."

Kurt leans back until his head and the top of his back touch the wall behind him. Blaine easily follows and his back presses into Kurt's chest. The younger boy moves his mouth to Blaine's ear, murmuring softly. "… Close your eyes."

Blaine does just that, sighing comfortably when his head drops back completely to Kurt's chest as his body slumps a little. Kurt presses a kiss to Blaine's hair, before he brings his hands up to either side of Blaine's neck, his fore and middle fingers beginning to run soothing circles there. Blaine's head stretches backwards, a low and satisfied growl leaving his mouth.

"God, Kurt, you have no idea how good this feels," he moans out softly, eyes fluttering when Kurt's fingers wander up and down from the base of Blaine's neck to his ear.

"You have no idea how lucky you are that you didn't use any gel today or this wouldn't be happening," Kurt replies smugly, even though both know that he doesn't mean what he says. Truth be told Kurt really likes Blaine's hair better when it's loose, but he wants to make Blaine feel good right now and gelled hair wouldn't changed his decision to do this.

Blaine just makes a contented noise in the back of his throat that Kurt files away under 'adorable' as he continues his ministrations, his hands coming even higher, running through Blaine's locks, thumbs caressing Blaine's temples.

Kurt really likes the noises Blaine makes and he also enjoys the way Blaine presses back into his touches. Without even realizing it at first, Kurt begins to hum softly. Only when Blaine turns his head to the side does he notice.

"Bella Notte? Really?" he asks, a smile in his tone. Kurt blushes a little and still his antics, but when Blaine immediately protest with an unhappy noise, Kurt smiles.

"I really like the Lady and the Tramp. Now shh, I'm trying to relax you," he answers and starts to hum again, fingers threading through hair, massaging from the top of Blaine's head to his shoulders and up again.

Blaine complies happily, settling down even more. When he listens closely, he can hear Kurt's heart beat and this combined with Kurt's soft singing lulls him into something that isn't really sleep, but can't really be called awake, either. He can feel the soft hands on his head, the warm pressure of Kurt's legs on either side of his body and the hot breath ghosting over his forehead, making his fogged mind even more drowsy...

When Blaine wakes up, the first thing he notices is the heat. It's not uncomfortable but somehow disturbing, because he needs a moment before he remembers where he has fallen asleep. Slowly, other sensations make themselves known to Blaine. For instance the soft stroking on his sides, tickling from Blaine's shoulder to his hip. Blaine reluctantly opens his eyes and turns his head, so that he can look up, catching Kurt smiling at him endearingly.

"Hey, sleepy head," Kurt murmurs, leaning down and pressing his lips to Blaine's temple. Blaine makes an affirming noise but has to stifle a yawn and stretches, turning his body around fully, bringing his leg up and placing them on either side of Kurt's. His arms come up and wrap around Kurt's neck as he leans close, their lips nearly touching. Kurt takes in a sharp breath before he closes the gap and they melt against each other as Kurt's arms encircle Blaine's waist, bringing them even closer.

I could continue this with some smut…

…hmmm….