A/N: This is based on a prompt I saw at the Glee Awk Meme on livejournal posted by kayboogie.

So what I'd love to see is one of those 5+1 fics, like 5 times Kurt was embarrassed about his bodily functions in front of Blaine and one time he didn't care. Like maybe it starts with him not wanting to pee where Blaine can hear him (I'm totally weird about that, it's my issue. LOL) and trying to avoid having to go #2 when Blaine's at his house, and maybe the one time he didn't care was him and Blaine getting food poisoning together. Because mentally, sometimes I'm five and bodily functions are funny.

I plan on including some of the suggestions from the prompter in later chapters. I'll probably post this in a total of six chapters. I've already got the next chapter written and hope to post it by tomorrow. My goal is to finish by the time my fall break ends—October 21. I hope you enjoy!

Kurt still couldn't believe it two and a half weeks later. That they had made it here. That he was currently sitting on the couch on a Friday evening while Blaine was putting a musical in the DVD player. Just like they had been doing since sometime around mid December. Except as Blaine walks back to the couch, Kurt can stare at him adoringly without worrying about any repercussions. And once Blaine settles into the corner of the couch, he opens his arms, inviting Kurt to him. Chicago is playing on the screen but it can't hold Kurt's attention.

This is only the second or third time they've sat like this (possibly described as cuddling, Kurt's mind suggests) and Kurt is more interested in the softness of Blaine's stomach where his hand is resting and the sturdiness of Blaine's shoulder where his head is resting, and the smell of Blaine's neck where his nose is pointing. Kurt doesn't know if everyone is this comfortable or if it's just Blaine or if it's just because Kurt is in serious like/love/feelings with the boy, but Kurt can feel his eyes drooping. Kurt had left the house at 6:30 to get to Dalton by 7:15 to get help with his Algebra II homework, spent lunch studying for an English quiz, and had Warbler rehearsal after school. It was a long day.

Kurt also remembers spending a long dinner with the Warblers and New Directions in this new restaurant in Columbus that had one of those fake bull riding games. And Kurt was exhausted from trying to stop Finn from trying the new tight rope walking ride because Kurt knew that Finn couldn't handle it if he couldn't even handle cleaning the gutters out at the house. It didn't help that the restaurant was on the 77th floor and that the elevator was broken. Blaine had convinced Kurt to take a break on the 32nd floor to visit the petting zoo. Of course, Kurt didn't pet any of the animals (who knew what diseases they had) but it was fun seeing his boyfriend so excited about the ponies.

Sometime around the time when Kurt began to reminisce about the 77 floor walk up, Kurt realized he must have dozed off some time during his internal monologue. But he wasn't too worried because he was warm and snuggled and could still smell the lovely smell of Blaine's neck.

Kurt could hear Razzle Dazzle playing from the TV and decided he should sit up and watch since he wasn't being a very good guest and since he really liked the Cirque de Soleil ribbon tricks in the background of that number. Sighing a little bit from sleep, Kurt lifted his head off Blaine's shoulder.

And immediately regained full consciousness.

Kurt could feel something cool on his cheek and was aware of a small snapping feeling as he lifted his cheek farther away from Blaine's shoulder. Kurt was in denial but he had to do damage control. He lifted his hand to his cheek and was met with a large wet spot the about the diameter of an orange. Kurt quickly wiped his face clean and, painfully, wiped his hand on his jeans. Being scared of what he may find, Kurt gathered his courage and looked down at Blaine's shoulder. On this shoulder, covered by the button up Dalton shirt that Blaine hadn't bothered changing out of, visible even in the low light of the television and the side table lamp, was a large wet spot. The thin, white fabric was so soaked that it was practically see-through.

"Morning sleepy head." Kurt startled and looked towards Blaine's face for the first time and was greeted with a content smile, which did nothing to calm him.

"Oh my gosh Blaine! I am so sorry. I can't believe I did that! Why didn't you wake me? There's—"

"Hey, hey, hey. Calm down, what's wrong?"

"Blaine," Kurt sat up and pointed to Blaine's shoulder. "Your shirt is soaked."

Blaine tilted his head at an odd angle in an attempt to view his own shoulder. He gingerly lifted the shirt from his shoulder as if to inspect it. He looked back up at Kurt.

"It's not that bad, Kurt. Honestly."

"Really Blaine? It's nice of you to try and placate me but this is ridiculous."

"Kurt, think about it—"

"Think about what? I drooled on you Blaine!"

Kurt is at once angry at himself that he even allowed himself to speak the work aloud to Blaine let alone in such a harsh voice.

And all at once, Kurt isn't angry at himself anymore because he's far too preoccupied with Blaine kissing him. Blaine has closed the distance that Kurt put between them and is leaning Kurt into the back of the couch and kissing him intensely. Even though it's not even been three weeks, they've spent a lot of time kissing like this, almost as if to make up lost time for the months previous that both of them, admittedly or not, thought about this. Close together, hands on faces and waists, tongues pushing into each other's mouths in a way that Kurt could never understand the draw of until he actually partook in the act.

Kurt was left a little woozy and unstable from the kiss and the remnants of his sleep when Blaine pulled away as suddenly as he came.

"Just stay quiet please and let me explain?" Blaine requested as he released Kurt's face from the warm grasp of his hands. Kurt nodded.

"You know that I care about you, I have for a long time. You were very tired and needed to catch up on your sleep so I let you. I liked having you sleep on my shoulder. It felt nice, something we hadn't done yet in this new version of our relationship. And as for the drool, that was the point of the kiss."

Kurt raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Really Kurt? We just spent three minutes with our tongues in each other's mouths. At this moment, I probably have as much of your saliva in my mouth as I have of my own. And I'm okay with that. I love your saliva because I lo—" Blaine swallows hard. "Because I care about you. Also, I'm human too Kurt. I know how gross we are. "

Kurt can't hold in his laughter. It all feels so ridiculous.

"I'm sorry," Kurt manages to spit out. "I just feel so embarrassed"

Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt against him as he leaned back onto the couch. "Well get over it. I have two hours until curfew and I want my turn to sleep against my boyfriend's strong shoulder. And prepare yourself because I drool sometimes too."