No warnings for this chapter, but in the next few expect the rating to go up and warnings to appear. First Glee fic of the year, yay! Everyone excited for Big Brother tonight?

Kurt hadn't planned on having a roommate in college. He was going to stay in a small apartment with his best friend Rachel. Then she started dating his step-brother Finn and they decided to live together. They both said he was still welcome to live with them, but the very idea of sharing an apartment with the two, putting up with Finn's snoring again and having to be present for their frequent bickering had already made his mind up. Kurt applied for residence in the college dorms the next morning.

He'd been worried about who he'd end up with, knowing he wouldn't be able to stand a homophobe, but he needn't have spent all those sleepless nights panicking. Kurt's new roommate was Blaine Anderson. He was funny, charming and utterly gay. Completely and truly bent. They were both studying musical theatre, so their schedules were almost identical, and it meant they had a fallback for conversation if they were stuck- although conversation had never been a struggle. They met on the day they moved in. Kurt had sent his Dad and Carole to help Rachel and Finn at the apartment, as they'd had to take furniture and a lot more boxes than he had. Most of Kurts' suitcases were clothes, so he was sure he could handle the move solo.

Blaine was already in the room when he got the first few boxes up the stairs. He had his back to Kurt and was chatting to a good looking guy, a few years older than them. The good looking guy spotted Kurt first and smiled. "Looks like your roomie showed B. I'll get the rest of your stuff while you two work out who gets the good bed." Blaine had turned around and was examining him, waving the guy –who later introduced himself as Cooper, Blaine's older brother- away. He continued to stare as Kurt shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, unused to being scrutinised quite that thoroughly.

"Want the bed with the killer death spring or the bed with the broken leg? I was thinking about getting a sleeping bag and just chilling on the floor, but given how cramped we are anyway I don't think it'll be any better. Maybe we could invest in hammocks!"

Kurt laughed and the tension was broken.

That was seven months ago, and in that time Blaine has easily replaced Rachel as Kurt's best friend. They get coffee before class and run lines together before performances, but Kurt's favourite thing is the time they get to spend together at night. Neither of them are that fussed about going out. For the first few weeks they had made the effort, going to parties and getting drunk, but after a particularly bad hangover Blaine had confided that he preferred late night movie marathons and that had become their tradition. After one particularly exhausting Harry Potter marathon, Blaine had ended up falling asleep stretched out on Kurt's bed (the one with the killer spring) and it was after Kurt woke up with Blaine's head on his chest, his drool soaking a patch on Kurt's favourite shirt, that he realised the inevitable had happened.

Kurt Hummel fallen in love with his gay roommate, who was also his best friend. How utterly cliché could he get?

Kurt hadn't told him, and he was certain he was not going to. Ever.

"Kurt you're going to be late," Blaine whispers, poking him in the side. Kurt's meant to be meeting Callie, a quiet blonde he'd been paired with for an exercise, to run lines. The bed's so warm though.

Kurt reaches out blindly and proceeds to make vague stabby motions near where he assume Blaine's head to be. Kurt hit the boy's nose and Blaine hisses.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh, looking for the snooze button," Kurt mumbles, although the fact he has his head buried in a pillow means Blaine probably heard something more like "mff, mumfy mm mph mumphity muumun". Blaine's laugh means he understood Kurt well enough though.

For a few seconds it's silent, and Kurt rolls over and stretches out, relishing in his victory. It's short-lived. Kurt blinks his eyes open just in time to see a blur of white and tan before the air is completely knocked out of him.

Blaine has effectively pinned him to the bed by straddling his hips, and is whacking Kurt with a pillow.

"What the fuck Blaine," Kurt yelps, squirming and bucking in an attempt to get him on the floor instead of on him, "What are you doing? Get off you lump!"

Blaine pauses in his attack and pouts, his lower lip jutting out. Kurt groans. It's not fair for him to look so attractive this early, with his curls sticking out at odd angles from where he's been lying and a far too bright twinkle in his eyes. "Lump? Kurt I'm hurt, here I am sacrificing my morning lie in to make sure you meet Callie on time and you call me a lump."

"I was going to say hideous beast. Lump is you getting off lightly." Kurt is scowling as Blaine climbs off of him and stands beside the bed.

"Sexy beast you mean."

"The sexiest, now help me up already," Kurt sighs, holding out his arms. Blaine pulls him to stand beside him without argument and Kurt lets out another groan as he rubs the spot just below his ribs, where the spring has stabbed him in the night. He stretches again, wincing as his arms click when they are raised above his head. Blaine has moved back over to his side of the room and is getting changed, so Kurt does the same.

He turn backs to Blaine once he's got his basic layers on, buttoning a shirt as he watches Blaine wrestle a sweatshirt over his head, that smooth skin vanishing beneath the thick fleecy material. "Why are you getting dressed? I'm up now, you can go back to your lie in."

Blaine barks out a laugh, shaking his head. "I'm up now, may as well do something, so I'm going for a run."

"You're insane Anderson," Kurt teases, following him out of the dormitory and into the will turn left and do several laps of the park before circling around the building and going for a shower before class starts at ten, just like always. Kurt joined him on his run once, and swore to never do so again. Blaine gets up too early, runs too quickly, and is just generally too energetic for anyone to keep up with him in the mornings. Kurt is turning right this morning, meeting Callie in the library courtyard so they can get this exercise perfect before class. Blaine had been partnered with Lisa, a girl who reminded me a little too much of Rachel for Kurt to want to spend large amounts of time with her, and they'd gone over their own parts last night. Kurt was regretting not doing the same now, longing to be back in bed, the demon spring already forgiven.

Blaine gives him a brief wave before running off, blowing an exaggerated kiss over his shoulder. Kurt can't help but blush as he walks to the courtyard. Well at least the guy he likes this time is actually gay. Progress.

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