AN- I SHIP KLAINE ALL THE WAY! Morning after First Time!

Kurt's eyes fluttered open. He looked around, wondering why he was in Blaine's room until the memories of last night came flooding back to him. Despite the experience being completely fantasmatical, Kurt couldn't help the blush that quickly spread across his face. He and Blaine had… they…! He could barely form coherent thoughts! He nervously bit his bottom lip, wondering if he should get dressed now, or pretend to be asleep until his boyfriend woke up. His boyfriend. His lover. That thought sent shivers down his spine.

Kurt replayed last night's events in his head. After asking Kurt if he was sure for the billionth time, Blaine proceeded to push him back until he was lying face-up on the bed. Then, he pressed his lips to Kurt's, softly at first, but heated up until they were practically sucking each other's faces off. Their shirts were off in no time at all, mostly because Kurt had lost track of it in his boyfriend's passion. Kurt moaned in spite of himself, making the handsome boy next to him stir.

Crap crap crap! Kurt wasn't ready to deal with Blaine yet! As said boyfriend's hazel eyes opened sleepily, Kurt tried to think of something witty to say, but all that came out was "Hi.". "Really Kurt? Hi?" he thought to himself as Blaine smiled drowsily at him. "Hey." he said, eyes glowing. Glasz met hazel as sparks seemed to fly in between them. "I should… probably… move…" Kurt said nervously, averting his eyes. "Why on earth would you wanna do that?" Blaine said, smiling.

"Well, I- I assume th-that you're un-uncomfortable, I mean, just…" he trailed off as Blaine raised his eyebrows, grin spreading across his face. "Uncomfortable? I just made love to the man of my dreams and he's itching to get away from me? I never took you for the love 'em and leave 'em type, Kurt." he said, laughing breathlessly. A blush quickly heated his face at these words. "No, I would never- never leave-!" Kurt stuttered, but a pair of lips silenced him. "I know you wouldn't." Blaine said, love in his eyes. Then suddenly, the front door opened. "KURT!" Finn's voice echoed throughout the empty house. Kurt's eyes widened to the size of plates. "Oh my god! What is he DOING here?"

Blaine practically jumped five feet in the air at these words. He quickly got out of the bed, throwing Kurt's clothes at him as he picked up his own. "Get dressed and put one of our Glee Club songs on your phone!" he hissed, rushing to straighten the sheets. Kurt hurriedly did what he was told, and they sat on the back on the bed, now fully clothed, listening to a song from Kurt's "Warbler/ND Playlist". They put on their poker faces as Finn burst into Blaine's room, expression livid. "WHY DIDN'T YOU COME HOME LAST NIGHT?" he said, practically exploding. "Well, Kurt thought we did such a good job that we both deserved a date at the Lima Bean, and after Kurt suggested that we come to my house and listen to our songs." Blaine lied smoothly.

"Yeah, Finn, calm down." Kurt said. "We also watched some movies and I fell asleep in the middle of Annie." "Well-well…um-"he said, losing his reason to be angry. "Now we're practicing again!" Blaine smiled. "Well…uh, I guess, have fun then." Finn said, blushing furiously. As soon as they heard his car pull out of the driveway, they burst into hysterical laughter. "He actually bought it!" Kurt managed to get out between giggles. "Yeah, wow, I hardly believed myself!" Blaine snickered. As their laughter softened, their eyes met once again. That caused Kurt to flush a deep red, remembering what they were really doing last night. "I love you." Blaine said. "I l-love you too." Kurt replied immediately. They stared at each other for an immeasurable amount of time until the silence was interrupted by the sounds of the girls' voices downstairs. "This is a nice place!" they heard Mercedes comment. "Hey dolphins!" Britney called. "Upstairs!" Blaine replied. "I still don't get Britney." Blaine said to Kurt. "I bet you five dollars that they know what we gay sharks were really up to!" Kurt whispered. "You're on!"