Hi! This is just a fluffy one-shot for you guys :)
To everyone who has reviewed my other stories: THANK YOU! to be honest I have no idea how to work this website so this is the only way I know how to respond to your reviews so I'll say it again! Thank you!
I don't own Glee (kuh-dur)
Kurt tumbled to his side, clutching his stomach in laughter on Blaine's bed in the Windsor. His eyes were shut tightly, tears from giggling so hard clinging to his lashes. He rolled on his back on the fluffy duvet. He could hear Blaine laughing too, both of them unable to control their chuckles.
Kurt was vaguely aware that he couldn't remember what the two boys had begun laughing at, but that didn't stop him from laughing even harder when he opened his eyes to see Blaine, still doubled over as well, his hair freed form it's gel and sticking out in the most awkward angles, looking almost like a mad man.
The two stared at each other for a second, as if trying to gain composure, but could only hold a grin for a moment before bursting into fits again. Kurt could barely breath, his sides were hurting, and his uniform was twisted and entirely off kilter. His eyes clutched tightly once again.
Slowly both boys let their laughter die out, resting into a comfortable silence. He felt the bed shift underneath him, and the room was quiet for a moment, aside from himself, trying to catch his breath.
Kurt didn't open his eyes, just relaxed his face. A small smile still playing at the edges of his lips. He could sense Blaine leaning over him. Feel Blaine's arms on either side of his body. Blaine's breath tickled Kurt's cheek and Kurt's smile widened just a bit. He didn't have to open his eyes. He had Blaine memorized. From the brown curly locks to the small, light freckles sprinkled across his nose that you could only see if you were very, very close to him. And to Blaine's lips. Pink and always smiling at Kurt in that way that was reserved just for him. Slowly, Kurt lifted his chin and finds those perfect lips just where he knew they would be waiting. The kiss is feather-light. But perfection in it's finest. And when their lips meet, there's an explosion ( an expression meant literally, as Windsor house shook from the explosion only moments later)
It's not until the kiss is over that Kurt opens his eyes, so that he can look into his boyfriends eyes when he tells him he loves him.