And once again Kurt is here, forced to watch a game his dad and Blaine seem to enjoy so much. The things you do for the ones you love. It's nice though, spending time with his family and letting his mind wonder, letting himself think about the nights when he and Blaine will invite grandpa Burt over to the Hummel-Anderson residence -

"Go! Go! Yes!", Kurt's thoughts are interrupted by a warm hand grabbing and squeezing his thigh, Blaine's enthusiasmis making the entire couch shake. Something must've happened.

"What happened?", Kurt asks.

"Aren't you watching?", Burt says from his armchair, "the Buckeys are winning!"

"Oh, that's good, right?"

"Are you serious, Kurt?", Blaine says, turning his head to face him and narrowing his eyes, "of course it's good! But there's still a long time until the game is over."

How much do these games last? All day? Come on, Kurt, you can do it this time. You will not fall asleep, you will not read Vogue.

Is it over already?

How much time left?

Oh, commercials, thank God.

Burt is watching him, why is his dad watching him?

"Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at him," Burt says with a slight movement of his head.

Blaine's asleep, head resting on Kurt's shoulder, how could he not notice when it happened? Blaine's eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his cheeks, his lips are slightly parted. He looks incredibly serene. He's moving now, and a quiet sound escapes from his nose.

"Yeah, he was tired, he spent all day rehearsing a number," Kurt says, slowly caressing Blaine's hand on his thigh.

"Does Blaine snore?" Burt asks, suddenly.

"What?"

"Does he snore when he's sleeping?"

"No, not really, why?" Kurt says.

"It's just that sometimes, when he's sleeping over," Burt says quietly so that he doesn't wake Blaine, "I hear noises."

"What kind of noises, dad? He usually sleeps like a baby," Kurt furrows his eyebrows.

"Weird noises, and it sounds like Blaine's voice."

"Well, it's not him, it's probably something outsi- oh." Kurt panics.

"What?"

"I- ," he hopes that with the lights off, his dad can't see the blush on his cheeks.

"Yes, yes, now that I think about it, yes he does snore, we both do actually - "

Oh, commercials are over, thank God.

Kurt loves this game.