Author: amoureuse87

Title: Lay down with me

Rating: T, but it's quite much

Warnings: Well, slight slash, obviously

Word count: 1410

Genre: Slash, a bit of romance, oneshot

Summary: Kurt has already told about his feelings but what's going on with Blaine?

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor the actors. Don't gain money with this, just a bit of happiness.

A/N: Well, I like to write oneshots. Another small one it is then!

I had invited Kurt to my place for tonight, I had noticed that I really didn't want to sleep alone. And besides, I enjoyed spending time with Kurt. Oh well, that was a lie, I loved spending time with him. Even more than I used to love, I had to admit. Our relationship had changed quite a bit, at least from my part. I remembered how I had told I wanted just to be friends with him, I didn't want to screw our friendship.

I had to admit that I loved Kurt. Every single side of him. The way he laughed, the way he smiled, the way he cooked, everything. I painted his picture in my mind, it took me less than two seconds and it was as accurate as it could ever be. I smiled, Kurt was just perfect. It had just taken me some time to realize it.

I hugged my pillow, I wanted someone to be close to me, now. I felt nervous and tense. Kurt had been here just last night but even trying to sleep alone made me too afraid of the shadows. The walls were dancing and falling on me, every single sound was a murderer after my head. In a way it was a bit embarrassing, being forced to admit I couldn't survive by myself. I wasn't afraid to admit that I needed Kurt by my side, though. Or actually I was, I could never tell it to Kurt.

I sighed, I needed some advice. I wanted to talk to Kurt about everything, about how I worshipped the ground under his feet and the air he breathed. I just had no words for it. Nothing was special enough, not for him. I had no idea to whom I should talk to, Kurt had always been the one I talked about everything. It was obvious that I couldn't use his help this time.

I tapped my finger on the bed, waiting was as horrible as always. I tried to stay calm but I was nervous and I was looking forward in seeing Kurt again. He had left my place just five and a half hours ago, that was at least five hours and fifteen minutes too much. I might survive a quarter well by myself, not very much more. I got up and walked a bit around. This was untolerable.

When had I actually found out I had such strong feelings towards Kurt? It was approximately three months ago, developing slowly. I remembered having a huge crush on this guy at school, how I enjoyed seeing him and wanted to spend more time with him. It had been the same with Kurt but stronger. I adored him, more than anything. It was so simple and yet so complicated. Or maybe I was the only one thinking it was complicated, maybe I was the only one with problems.

I actually even knew that Kurt had some kinds of feelings towards me, at least he used to have. Last Valentine's Day he had thought I had wanted to ask him out but I had denied it all. Told him that I didn't want to screw our relationship, I wanted him never to leave me. If we started dating and then broke up, I'd lose him for all eternity. I had never guessed that I might some day love him that way.

I heard the doorbell and ran to the door, I opened the door and hugged Kurt as hard as I could.

"I'm so sorry to ask you to come but I think my imagination just ran a few laps too many," I stated.

"It's cool my dear, just think of all the times I've asked you to come," Kurt said. I looked at him under my eyebrows, there was no need to lie to me. "OK, so I've never called. But it could happen every day!"

I laughed at him, it was already like a thousand kilos were lifted from my shoulders.

"Well, maybe. But I just can't say how much I really appreciate this," I said.

"Oh I do know how you adore me, so I think I quite know," Kurt pointed. I nodded and uttered a laughter, if he just knew how right he was. Maybe I should tell him tonight?

"Should I have taken something else than pajamas and clothes for tomorrow? All good?" Kurt asked. I couldn't help a wide smile, he was always looking after me.

"All is good. I just felt so... so... Well, you know what I mean," I answered.

"I do. Should we just get to bed then, it's quite late and we have an early morning tomorrow, it was English at eight, right? To be honest, I was just about to go to bed when you called, I'm tired," Kurt asked. I nodded again, he was right. I already was in my pajamas but he needed to get changed.

I sat on the bed and looked how Kurt took his clothes off. I maybe looked a bit too closely, but he didn't seem to notice. He slipped under the blanket, I smiled warmly to him and made myself comfortable. Probably I wouldn't even be able to sleep for the most of the night, I'd probably be listening to Kurt's sweet breath.

"Have I ever mentioned how I love your bed?" Kurt asked.

"I think I've heard it a couple of times," I answered.

"Good. That really needs to be said and understood," he laughed. I stroke his cheek, I enjoyed listening to his sweet voice.

"Heard and understood. Now, maybe we should sleep. As you already mentioned, it's late," I reminded him.

Kurt turned his back on me, I looked at his shoulders and tried to relax. I kind of wanted to keep on talking, but I knew I should start sleeping. I was all sparkly and cheery, I could've danced all night now that Kurt was here. I felt so much better now that he was here, it was easier to breathe, my heart was free to pump blood, free of worries. I couldn't help but smile really wide, this was pretty close to perfect.

I turned my back to Kurt, I was quite sure that he was asleep but I didn't want him to see this look on my face. It was a bit silly, it would also have revealed my still so secret feelings towards him. I kind of wanted to tell, kind of didn't. I shook my head carefully, my thoughts were again trying to return to the same circle they ran every day. Kurt was able to lift my spirit up, I wanted him to be able to feel the same.

Kurt started mumbling, I would've wanted to kiss his forehead, it was so sweet. I didn't understand a word but I tried to answer him, maybe he heard me.

"Kurt, what on Earth are you trying to say?" I asked. He didn't answer, not in a language I could understand. My cheeks started hurting, I tried to calm my face a bit. A facial stroke or something even close to it wasn't anything I wanted.

Suddenly I felt Kurt's leg close to me, it brought the stupid smile back to my face. I loved it when he got close to me, even this was so incredibly awesome. Then my body froze, completely. He had lifted his arm on me, was pulling me closer to him. I crawled my way closer to him, I could feel his stomach touching my back. I was all tense, even though I scared a bit as Kurt started to mumble again and called my name.

I thought it was again something I could never understand but Kurt kept calling my name.

"What is it Kurt?" I finally asked and tried to turn my head a bit. It probably was too much, he almost literally jumped away from me.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come that close," he said with a small laughter. I turned to him, I thought he had awakened but he was still in deep sleep. I couldn't help but wish he'd come back close to me. I wanted to kiss him, my lips wanted to taste him.

Tomorrow should definitely be the day for me to open my mouth and talk to Kurt. It was all about finding a way. And that way I wanted to find, more than anything.