Pointless lil' one shot based off of a picture I found on deviantART. art/klaine-scrap-17-256845184

Kurt had always liked baths. The feel of warm water against bare skin, and the fresh smell of the scented bubbles he liked to add. It was always a great way from him to relax and unwind, locked safely alone behind a closed door.

However the first time he ever shared a bath with someone was the night it was Burt and Carole's anniversary, and he and Blaine were alone in the house after a particularly stressful day at school, and Finn had been ambushed by Rachel to watch the videos her Dads took of "West Side Story".

So he and Blaine were alone in their house, exhausted from Booty Camp, school work and just pressures building up and up. They were sitting on the edge of Kurt's bed, Blaine pressing feather light kisses up Kurt's jaw when he suggested they take a bath together to relax. By this point in their relationship, they had already gone all the way with each other, but never anything as intimate sharing a bath.

But that evening, Kurt realised there was nothing he wanted more.

"With bubbles?" he asked hopefully, after Blaine had made his request. That was when Blaine flung his arms around Kurt tightly.

"You mean you want to?" he said happily.

"Well, yeah," Kurt shrugged, "We've been together a while now…"

Blaine simply looked at him with his wide, adoring hazel eyes. "Can we have rubber ducks too?"

"Rubber ducks," Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"You're getting bubbles, I want ducks."

So that's how they ended up huddled together in a hot bath together, surrounded by bubbles and with little rubber ducks floating around them.

Kurt sat relaxed, his back against Blaine's front, slightly to the side, with his head against Blaine's shoulder and turned slightly so he was looking up at him. Blaine had his arms around him, one draping over his shoulder and the other curling around his torso.

Blaine tightened the arm over his shoulder to pull him closer, nestling his head gently and against Kurt's, and causing Kurt to close one eye and let out a quiet laugh.

Despite having done much more than this, somehow it felt more intimate than anything else they had done. Their bare bodies pressed together, Blaine now planting kisses into Kurt's damp hair, his arms wrapped almost possessively around him.

Slumping back slightly, Kurt murmured, "We should do this more often…"

"Hey, no falling asleep on me," Blaine said, amused, leaning his cheek on Kurt's (for once) flattened and damp hair, "I don't wanna have to carry you out."

Kurt took a handful of bubbles and chucked them at him, watching as they stuck to his hair. Blaine frowned in amusement, and retaliated. Before long there was an all out bubble war going on, water sloshing out of the sides of the bath.

Then Kurt ended it by simply leaning forward and capturing Blaine's lips in his.

"We definitely need to do this more often."