Klaine~ Introduction
That Saturday morning Blaine had had an emergency meeting with the Warblers. Two months ago he wouldn't have minded going in early because he would get to see Kurt, but since his boyfriend had transferred back to McKinley he feel very sad to not see the boy's nervous little smile across the room.
He sat in the Lima Bean with his coffee and suddenly got the perfect idea on how to cure his sadness - go see Kurt, of course. With a smile on his face, he headed out to his car, sent a text to his love that he would drop by and then started down the street.
At the Hummel-Hudson residence, Saturday mornings were dead quiet. Usually the only one awake would be Kurt. Said teenage had pulled an all-nighter last night and had had just two hours of sleep. He clumsily walked around the kitchen searching for something to eat, his stomach refusing him sleep.
Kurt stared at the possible choices within the fridge, his mind weighing the options. If he wanted something healthy to eat, he would have to chop and peel and bake and his tired body wanted none of that. So, obviously, not thinking straight, he grabbed the leftover pizza box that had been shoved into the fridge and headed into the living room.
Blaine pulled up the driveway of Kurt's house and walked up to the porch. He did not think twice about not getting a text back from Kurt; he was too excited to see the boy. After rapping on the door, he waited but no one answered.
He remembered the hidden key underneath a rock in the front and opened the lock with it.
"Hello?" he asked into the house.
There was no answer so he continued into the living room to see something he had never seen.
Kurt was on the couch asleep with a pizza box on his lap and one or two stains on his shirt.
"Pizza?"
Kurt had told him that he was on a strict diet this week…and he was eating pizza?
Knowing that his boyfriend would have a fit when he saw those stains, he grabbed some club soda and cleaned Kurt up, careful not to wake him.
Blaine down next to him on the couch and just watched the boy's sleeping form.
"Hey."
Blaine jumped and looked toward the stairs to see Burt Hummel standing at bottom with a questioning look on his face.
"He fell asleep," Blaine explained, simply.
"Oh." That seemed to be a go enough answer for him and he headed into the kitchen to get breakfast.
Blaine reached over and stroked Kurt's hair lovingly. The sleeping boy's eyes opened slightly and he groaned softly.
"Mmm, my stomach hurts."
Blaine couldn't help but laugh.
Kurt sat up quickly, "How…? Blaine, what are you doing here?"
Before Blaine could answer, Kurt looked down at himself and had some sort of fit, "Oh, my, God. I look hideous. Don't look."
Kurt picked up a pillow and placed it in front of him, "I haven't even washed my face."
Blaine laughed again, "I don't care what you look like, Kurt."
"Well, I do. Wait here," he said getting up and heading up the stairs.
After a few minutes, Kurt walked back down along with Finn, looking much more presentable.
"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," Kurt said with a little distressed.
"Don't worry, I was keeping busy."
"With what?" he asked, confused, since Blaine was seemingly doing nothing.
"Well, I was thinking about how I was introduced to a different side of you that I never thought existed."
Kurt raised an eyebrow in question.
Suddenly, Finn groaned out from the kitchen, "Who took the pizza?"
"Don't look at me," Burt said.
Blaine chuckled and Kurt turned red.
