So, this is chapter two! Somehow I managed to get this up rather quickly and without too much difficulty (very surprising for me, so don't expect speedy chapters in the future unless I get very inspired... which may indeedy happen)... and this is my very first chapter by request! Flossticle requested it and it goes a little like this:

Blaine knows how much Kurt likes to pamper himself so how about he like set up a spa at home for him or run him a bath with lots of bubbles and rose petals and candles and stuff? He could join him in the bath too ;)

Personally, I don't know how much bath sharing the boys will be doing on my watch (I am an innocent little teenager after all... I mean, I really am innocent... Never had a boyfriend or anything!) but I will make sure its suitably fluffy and romantic and slightly steamy :p

And now I should probably actually get on with it, because that's what you're all here to do, right? Read the story?

See you at the end!

BUBBLE BATH

Kurt could feel the muscles in his back and shoulders pounding, and he rolled his arms twice to let the circulation flow. There was nothing to be said for a long day working in the motor shop, especially when it left his hands and arms covered in grease and whatever clothes he had deemed old enough for wear positively ruined. It's only positive factor was the small wad of bills his father had slipped into the back pocket of his overalls when he thought he wasn't looking.

He climbed the stairs quickly, running a hand through his hair which now hung lank and sweaty against his forehead. The door to his bedroom was open and he pushed it roughly with his elbow, already starting to pull his shirt off as he entered the room.

'Kurt.'

He paused at the sound of the voice, dropping his half removed shirt back into position. 'Blaine?' His boyfriend was sitting at his desk, his legs crossed beneath him. 'What are you doing here?'

The older boy grinned slightly, standing up. 'I came round half an hour ago and Carole was home. She told me you'd be coming back soon and that I could wait for you here.'

'And surprise me?' Kurt asked quickly.

Blaine grinned again. 'That was part of the arrangement, actually. Carole felt you needed a treat, and I had the perfect idea. No better opportunity to put my plan into action.'

Kurt raised an eyebrow but stepped closer, watching as his boyfriend stood up and held out his hand for him to take. 'Plan?'

But Blaine was already pulling him closer, playing at the hem of his shirt with the calloused pads of his fingers. 'Yes, I have a very good plan for this afternoon.'

Kurt rolled his eyes. 'Care to share?'

The older boy grabbed him roughly around the waist and half-pushed, half-dragged him towards the bathroom in response.

'What? Blaine?'

'Just get in there!'

With a grudging frown, Kurt obliged, relaxing into his boyfriends firm grip as he was ushered into the ensuite. 'Just let me know what you're-' He cut off, staring around him at what he had previously been proud to call a rather large bathroom.

Each surface was covered in flickering candles, from the wall length counter to each shelf and cupboard that he had purchased to keep his supplies in. There were purple ones and red ones and all different shades in between, but somehow, Blaine had managed to colour-coordinate them in a way Kurt hadn't thought possible for reds and purples. And then there was the bath.

It was filled with bubbles, what looked to be a good four or five inches high, right to each corner of the quite large spa. And above the bubbles was a scattered layer of rose petals.

'Blaine,' Kurt growled in what he hoped sounded like an angry tone, but in fact all he wanted to do was strip off his clothes and slip into that bath and not be seen for another hour.

'So you like it?'

He opened his eyes wide, staring at Blaine, before suddenly wrapping his arms around his neck and hugging him close. 'Like it? No matter how corny it sounds, I love it!'

He paused then, looking up at Blaine, whose eyes were suddenly tired and weary. 'I'll be waiting on your bed then. Take your time, don't rush.' He smiled slightly and brushed his lips against Kurt's with the slightest of pressure. 'I'll wait for you forever, if you want me to.'

Kurt's eyes wandered the room, falling to rest on the screen partition that he'd kept from when he and Finn had been sharing a room. Then they fell back to rest on Blaine. 'Join me,' he said slowly.

'What?'

Kurt laughed and nodded once towards the partition. 'Come on, I have privacy. And if you keep your jocks on, Dad will have no reason to yell.'

There was another weighted pause before Blaine's face split into a wide grin and he tightened his grip around Kurt's back, hugging him even tighter. 'God, I love you sometimes.'

'Sometimes?'

Blaine shook his head. 'All the time. Every hour of every day.'

'That's quite profound.' But Kurt was laughing, and he only released his boyfriend to push him towards the partition wall with a smile.

Needless to say, Kurt would later say it was a very enjoyable bubble bath.

Okay, so I don't know if I like this chapter or not. It was a lot quicker to flow out of my fingers than the last one, but I feel like its really choppy and disjointed so I don't know. Tell me what you think!

And as always, I love you all for taking the time out to read and for those of you who review, doubly so. You are all amazing!

xxx

Wynnie