AN: I have desided to make this no longer an one shot, but a full on story. The chapters will be longer then this, but I wanted to get something out. I work full time and go to school, so the updates might be all over the place. I will try my hardest to have them up every two weeks! I wanted to thank everyone that reviewed , alerted and liked this story! You made me cry happy tears!

Enjoy!

Kurt awoke to the sun streaming in through the window, feeling safe and warm. He closed his eyes and snuggled back into the warmth. It took a few moments for his still sleeping brain to remember everything that happened last night. As his memory came back he also became more aware of his surroundings, how the warmth that he had snuggle up against was in fact Blaine freaking Anderson. His old best friend, what in the world had he gotten himself into? Part of him was still feeling the shock of seeing Blaine when he had opened that door and came in. God it felt right being in his arms. They were both on their sides facing the window, Blaine's front pressed against Kurt's back. The arm around Kurt's waist tightened as Blaine let out a groan as he started to wake up. Slowly the memory of last night came back to Blaine just like to Kurt.

Both boys laid there in the bed, not moving and letting their mind work. Kurt was the first to move. He rolled over onto his other side facing Blaine - and couldn't help but smile at how Blaine's curls had come free of his gel and were a wild mass around his head. Before he could stop himself he reached up and brushed some of the curls behind Blaine's ear. Blaine leaned into the touch and closed his eyes for a moment, opening them again to gaze at Kurt. Kurt could feel his cheeks start to redden under the stare; he lowered his hand and cleared his throat. "Morning" he said, and then winced at the fact all he could come up with to say was 'morning'.

Blaine laughed, gave a big yawn and stretched out his back, giving a happy sigh when it popped. Kurt raked his eyes down Blaine's chest as he stretched - there were some nail marks that he left last night, he felt his blush darken and realized that they were both very much naked. Even though Blaine had seen everything last night, he still felt somewhat shy about not being clothed.

Blaine rubbed a hand through his curls " Good Morni-" He was cut off by the phone on the bed side table ringing loudly. Kurt jumped and reached over for it. Picking it up and placing it on his ear he could hear the automated system of the hotel telling him that this was his ten o'clock wake up call. Shit. He had to get to work, there was a new design that he needed to give his approval to before it could be made. Blaine was looking over at Kurt as he hung up the phone. He was not sure what to say or do, this was all very strange.

Kurt rolled back over and looked at Blaine with a light blush on his face " That was my wakeup call" he said and Blaine nodded in understanding. Kurt moved to find his clothes, his pants had somehow made their way over to the chair on the other side of the room. Slipping them on he looked for his shirt unaware that Blaine was watching his every move.

Blaine just stayed in the bed and watched as Kurt started looking for his clothes, the sun shining through the window. The sun light on Kurt's skin made it seem to glow, he looked breathtaking. Blaine wanted to get up and run his hands over the skin that looked so sinful and sweet.

Once Kurt got his clothes on he looked over at Blaine, still in bed, staring at him with eyes showing only pure hunger and want. He could feel himself blushing and shifted from foot to foot, " I have to go to work" He said but didn't move from the spot, Blaine moved to sit up on the bed, keeping the sheet around his waist. " Oh, okay"

The silence stretched between them as they stood there, looking at each other, not sure what to say, but wanting to say so much at the same time. Part of Kurt wanted to stay, wanted to talk about what had happened, crawl back into that warm bed and wrap himself around Blaine. He was late for work, he needed to go. Why was there never a right time for them? " I.. I will see you later, here is my card" He took out his card and placed it on the dresser next to the lamp. " You.. you should give me a call and we should talk" With that he ran out of the room, leaving behind a stunned, naked Blaine looking at the white card on the dresser.

R&R THEY MAKE ME WRITE FASTER