Disclaimer: Still so don't own Glee. Happy thoughts now M, happy thoughts.
A/N:
So this is hopefully going to turn into a collection of little drabbles, considering specific scenes that I wish had just gone a little, or a lot, different.
I will list it with the complete stories for now, but yeah, hopefully more to come after this.
They, I guess, are all going to be more moments than stories, and I am rambling now.
This first one I have been wanting to write ever since the second I saw that arm reach for that alarm clock, instantly going into the 'Let it be Blaine's arm, let it be Blaine's arm, please please please let it be Blaine's arm' mode. And then going all 'Ah, NO!' as they revealed it to be Schuster's, of course.
6:00am (TPPP)
As the alarm goes off at 6am Kurt simply rolls over, simultaneously tugging the blanket higher until it covers his ears completely.
He sighs deeply, about to give up and role over to hit the alarm clock on the nightstand with as much loathing as possible, when he notices that the sound has already stopped.
Not really caring why or how, Kurt allows the blanket to slip back down uncovering his face and taking in a deep breath of the cool morning air.
Only as Blaine presses his chest to Kurt's back, gently wrapping his right arm around Kurt's middle and resting his left cheek against Kurt's right, with Kurt lying on his left side, Kurt remembers, 'Blaine slept here last night.'
"I want you to always be here when I wake up," Kurt murmurs leaning back and fully into his boyfriends touch before rolling himself over on his back, so he is now fully facing Blaine, who has moved to hover lightly over Kurt.
"Good morning, Love," Blaine replies, grinning from ear to ear as he adds, "You have no idea how long I have been waiting to say that to you; after a night of passionate lovemaking."
"Blaine, you only slept here because Dalton starts later than McKinley, and You Only Slept Here!"
"But doesn't passionate lovemaking sound amazingly intriguing?" Blaine adds pouting lightly.
"It does," Kurt cannot help but agree, especially seeing the glint of love and lust mingle in Blaine's eyes.
Kurt leans up and kisses Blaine deeply, while pushing himself up on his elbows, briefly arching into the touch of Blaine's right hand now splayed on his lower abdomen, gently caressing the skin there.
When Kurt breaks the kiss and slips out from under Blaine, Blaine cannot help the whine that escapes his lips.
"Come on, let's get ready, the drive to Dalton takes a while, as we are both painfully aware," and Blaine is not sure, but he thinks he sees Kurt's eyes narrow in disapproval for a split-second, but the moment passes so quick and Blaine gets instantly distracted by Kurt's next words, "and I would like to have a proper breakfast with my boyfriend before he has to leave."
"That actually does sound very good," Blaine says, an affectionate smile playing around his lips.