Authors Note: Do people actually read these? I mean, because I know that I usually skip through this part. I am like GIVE ME THE KLAINE BITCHES! So hi! If you are a nice person (unlike me) and are reading my crazy insane authors note. Just want to say thank you for all your lovely reviews. Really wasn't expecting that many good reviews and sorry for the typos in the last chapter, I am new at this whole posting thing so bear with me. Hopefully this chapter is a lot better :)

Also you may want to have your dentist on hand as this is full of cavity inducing fluff.

Disclaimer: No Glee is not mine. Rest assured that if it was then it would be 40 EPIC minutes of Klaine non-stop.

Chapter 2: Morning Confessions

Light crept through the blinds as the birds sang cheerfully. Morning was upon them. Kurt cracked his eyes open, easing into the brightness. Blaine was tucked against his side, snoring happily. He was never one for mornings. Seeing as this particular day was a Saturday, Kurt didn't think that Blaine would be up for a while yet. He glanced over at the clock sitting on his beside table.

8.05 AM

It was still early yet. Blaine didn't usually arise until at least noon on their lazy weekends. Kurt sighed and gently snuggled into his boyfriend. He could honestly wake up everyday like this; just this peaceful oblivion of Blaine and him. Birds chirped happily by the window indicating a bright sunny morning. Kurt let his mind wander for a moment, recalling yesterday's events at the supermarket. This Karofsky business had left him a little on edge. Would they really be able to mend the broken bridges between them?

At some point in the night, just after Blaine had fallen asleep Kurt began thinking, thinking that maybe things could work out for the better; for both him and Dave. It would be a rocky road to recovery but he could do it. He could pull himself out of the deep end and if he got stuck then he knew Blaine would be there to guide him out. Besides, Luke seemed like a good guy for Dave. Those glances he made towards him were not just ones of a mutual liking. Kurt knew what love looked like. He was happy for Dave; happy that he had finally found someone, gotten over his fears and now lived a peaceful life, free to be himself. But Kurt wasn't sure he was ready to forgive and forget.

Kurt smiled to himself. Blaine's deep breathing was all that filled the room but sadly he had to end this snooze session. The washing wouldn't wash itself and if he did indeed invited Dave and Luke over for dinner then a lot needed to be organized and strategically planned out. He shifted away from Blaine regrettably. His boyfriend stirred a little and let out a soft moan. Kurt patted his curls and rolled out of the bed and his feet hit the cold wooden floor.

After a nice long shower and his daily moisturizing routine Kurt tiptoed back into their bedroom. The sight before him brought a small smile to his face. Blaine was curled up into a fetal position and nuzzling Kurt's pillow cutely with his nose. His boyfriend could sometimes be the cutest thing ever, even cuter than baby penguins.

"Blaine…" Kurt really didn't want to make his adorable boyfriend but there was work to be done. He couldn't laze around in bed all day. Blaine needed to get his perfect ass out of that bed.

"Blaine." Kurt said louder this time, trying to get his attention. Blaine simply mumbled then turned away from the pesky voice that was interrupting his quiet time.

"Come one Blaine. Get up" he said pointedly, getting a little annoyed now. Blaine really wasn't a morning person.

An evil smile spread across Kurt's face as an idea popped into his head. He opened the blinds. The blinding light flooded in. Blaine groaned and buried his head deeper into the sheets. Kurt sighed. Drastic times called for drastic measures. Slowly and swiftly he made his way over to the bed. He lowered his head to Blaine's ear, and whispered teasingly.

"Blaine, Katy Perry just realized a new single" Blaine's head collided with Kurt's violently as he shot up.

"WHAT!" He rushed out of bed and was frantically searching for his phone.

Yes, Kurt was evil but Blaine needed to get his lazy ass out of bed.

He rubbed his head where Blaine and hit him, "No she didn't really. I just needed you to wake up" He grinned sheepishly towards the shocked boy.

Blaine's pained expression almost made Kurt's heart break but then the anger began to rise.

"I will get you back for this Kurt Hummel. Mark my words." His eyes narrowed on Kurt as he stood bare-chested in the centre of the room.

"We can worry about that later but right now we need to get moving." Kurt pushed his way past Blaine, still wearing that smirk. "So get in the shower, I need to go to the laundry room to start our washing."

Kurt turned back to Blaine. He opened his mouth as if to say something but decided against it. Katy Perry was no joking matter in Blaine's mind and Kurt was certain the payback would be equally as cruel. He grabbed their washing basket on his way out, humming quietly to himself.

Blaine looked at the closed door for a moment and then fell back into their bed, hoping to muster a few more moments sleep. Kurt's face suddenly poked back through the door. "In the shower. Now."

"Ugh, how'd you know?" He whined back at Kurt.

"I know you Blaine Anderson. Get in that shower now before I make you get in there." He crossed his arms over his chest and shot Blaine with his premium bitch face.

"Well, I wouldn't say no to that" he added cheekily, flashing Kurt with his charm smile. He was answered with a glare.

"Fine! I'm going! See!" He threw his arms up and reluctantly got off the bed.

"Good. I will be back in 15 minutes." And just like that he was gone.

In exactly 15 minutes Kurt emerged from the laundry room, carrying a basket full of fresh clothes. He was humming the tune of Defying Gravity to himself as he walked briskly down the hall back to his apartment.

"Hey Kurt!" a cheerful voice called out from behind.

He turned around and his face instantly lit up when he saw the small girl standing shyly across the hall.

"Hi Becca! How are you?" Kurt had developed a soft spot for the small six year old that lived across the hall. With her blonde hair in ringlets and her petite size she was truly adorable. Becca was such a little darling. He only hoped that one day, one day he could have his very own little girl or boy.

"Today I drew a unicorn. It's really pretty and I also drew a big rainbow. You should see them, I think you would like them." She smiled charmingly at Kurt.

"I bet they are lovely Becca, where are your mums?"

"Lindsey is at a photo shoot and Anna is down at Patsy's house because her cat stayed over at our house again."

"Mum left you all alone? That's not very nice is it?" he frowned. Anna and Lindsey weren't exactly the kind of people to leave a troublesome six year old alone. And very troublesome she was indeed. One time, when Kurt and Blaine were unpacking groceries from the car, Becca decided she wanted to help. Blaine graciously accepted her offer, a judgment he later regretted when they were spending the entire afternoon cleaning whipped cream off the hallway walls.

"I am six now! I can take care of myself! I don't need any silly mummies to look after me." She folded her arms across her chest and pouted at Kurt.

A beautiful brunette woman appeared from around the corner, searching through the various letters in her hand "Becca, did you steal Mrs. Edward's newspaper again? You know she hates it when you do that. Everyone else may think it's hilarious and cute but she–"

Her eyes landed on Kurt standing with Becca in the hallway.

"Oh, hi Kurt! Doing the washing I see, very good of you" she nodded at the basket that was currently in Kurt's arms. "How's Blaine?"

"Blaine is good! How about Lindsey? I saw her spread in Vogue yesterday!" Kurt added cheerfully.

"Yes. Her modeling career is really taking off. Soon she's going to be too famous for me!" There was a hint of sadness in her tone.

"Anna, she will never be too famous for you! You two are perfect for each other and have a lovely little girl" Becca giggled at Kurt's words.

"Hmmm, lovely huh?" She focused her attention on an innocent looking Becca. "Ms. Races Up the Stairs to Get Away From Mummy."

Kurt laughed at the small girls antics. She really was troublesome.

"Hey Kurt," her eyes found their way back to Kurt, "haven't seen you or Blaine at the LGBT meetings recently."

"Yeah, sorry about that. We've been really busy. I have a fashion show going live next week and Blaine has been trying to negotiate his full studio album with his manager."

"It's all good, we just miss you two. We have a new gay couple now. I think you and Blaine would get along with them well." She smiled and then grabbed Becca's hand, leading them back to their apartment. "Anyway, I see you have work to do and I need to make sure Becca does her homework."

"Bye Kurt!" Becca said, excitedly waving her hand.

"Bye Becca! We should really have another dinner party sometime!" Kurt waved goodbye to the girl.

"Yeah, I am sure Blaine is missing Becca and her wonderful makeovers."

"Oh believe me, he is." Kurt let out a small laugh

Becca folded her arms over her chest "Last time he made we watch football with him. It was so boring."

"Right come along now Becca. Bye Kurt." She turned away and headed for her apartment.

Kurt began humming again and rustled around in his pocket for the keys. He pushed the door open. Blaine was sitting on the black leather couch with his back turned to Kurt, reading the newspaper.

"I'm still mad at you Hummel." His eyes didn't leave the newspaper as he spitefully flicked to the next page.

Kurt sighed. Blaine could hold a grudge for a long time. Especially if it was Katy Perry related. He stayed silent. Kurt simply walked into their bedroom and began folding the washing into neat little piles.

Blaine stared aghast. He thought that maybe Kurt would fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness. Then he would fulfill each and every one of Blaine's demands until he forgave him. But instead Kurt ignored him and went straight into their bedroom. Blaine cursed under his breath. Looks like he was going to have to take a very different approach.

"Why are you ignoring me?" He pouted at Kurt as he walked into their bedroom and gingerly lowered himself down on the corner of the bed.

Kurt grinned wickedly to himself. Two could play at that game.

"I am not ignoring you. I thought you were mad so I am simply giving you space to sort through your anger."

His tone was far too cheerful for Blaine's liking. He frowned and decided to skip ahead to phase two. Quickly and quietly he got to his knees down in front of Kurt and put on his best puppy dog face. Kurt glared at him.

"Oh no, not that face mister."

Blaine let out a small whimper and pouted his lips just that little bit more.

"No!" Kurt leaped off the bed and walked briskly away from his boyfriend "I'm not looking. Lalalalala" He covered his eyes with one hand, trying to avoid Blaine's gaze.

"You know you looooooove me" Blaine chuckled as he watched Kurt try to reject his cuteness face. "My face is too gorgeous for you to resist." He was still chasing after a singing Kurt. Once he had caught up to him Blaine pulled his hand off his face and grinned sheepishly at his boyfriend. Before Kurt could run away again Blaine pressed their lips together.

"No…fair…" Kurt mumbled between kisses. Blaine couldn't help but smile at how easy he could win Kurt over with his sweet boy kisses. Kurt began running his hands up Blaine's back and just as he tried to deepen the kiss Blaine deliberately pulled away. Kurt whimpered at the sudden loss of contact and then looked at Blaine questionably "Wha?"

"PAY BACK'S A BITCH!" He yelled as he fled Kurt's grasp, eager to distance himself from the diva fit that was sure to come.

"Ahh!" Kurt threw his hands up in annoyance. His boyfriend could be so irritating.

"Blaine. Everett. Anderson. Get your ass back here. Now." The anger in his voice was slowly rising.

"That's what she said!" Kurt could hear Blaine yelling from the bathroom. "Well, more like 'he said', he being a gay male but that kind of defeats the purpose…"

"Ugh…" Kurt flicked a strand of hair out of his face and stood with arms crossed. Waiting until dapper boy would give up and come forth, ready to fall onto his sword.

"Are you still mad?" Blaine asked innocently, still hidden in the bathroom.

Kurt stayed silent. He knew that Blaine would cave eventually. Especially if he gave him the silent treatment.

"Kurt?" Desperation evident in is tone.

"Babe, answer me."

Kurt scoffed at this. He really hated it when Blaine used pet names on him. It was just so passé.

"…Kurt?" he pleaded once more before Kurt heard the shuffling of foot steps. Blaine emerged innocently from the bathroom. Kurt simply glared at him and tapped his foot impatiently. The floor became extremely interesting to Blaine as he pursed his lips together, unsure of what to say. Subtly Blaine lifted his gazed and met Kurt's fierce blue eyes. Actions spoke louder than words. Blaine rushed over to Kurt, closing the insufferable distance that separated them. Their lips met in a desperate frenzy. Blaine curled his arm around Kurt's neck and toyed with the tufts of his hair.

He needed more intimacy. More contact. Blaine eagerly deepened the kiss, softly nibbling on Kurt's bottom lip. Both boys moved in unison towards the bedroom each refusing to remove their mouths from one another for more than a second. Blaine's grip tightened around Kurt's neck as he gently lowered them down onto the pristinely made bed. Usually Kurt would have a problem with this but right now all he could think of was Blaine's lips on his.

"Im. So. Sorry" Blaine mumbled in between breathless kisses. Kurt could only muster a soft moan against his boyfriend's mouth. He tangled his legs in Blaine's and flipped him over so he could take control. Blaine wriggled excitedly under Kurt's warm body as he began to kiss him more fiercely.

"I love you so freaking much" Blaine breathed out as Kurt's lips started exploring his neck.

"Shhh. No talking. Just kiss me." They locked lips once more as Kurt sharply grinded his hips against Blaine. This gave him the exact reaction he had been looking for. Their tongues fought for dominance messily as they increased the much needed friction between them.

Outside the birds still sung innocently as the sun blazed down through the windows. Any argument or chore was left forgotten...

Kurt awoke engulfed in warmth. His arm draped over Blaine's bare chest. He smiled at his sleeping boyfriend. Sometimes he just rejoiced in watching him sleep. The way his triangular eyebrows furrowed occasionally, fascinated Kurt. He also had this adorable half-open mouth thing going on as he breathed in and out contently. Kurt was simply enjoying feeling the rise and fall of his lover's chest. Playfully he drummed his fingers delicately on Blaine's chest and he tucked his head into the crook of his neck.

Blaine's eyes began to peak open as he felt the soft fingers caressing his chest. He was still sweaty from their earlier events but for the mean time he couldn't give a care in the world.

"Hey beautiful" his voice came out croaky. It took a moment for his eyes to readjust to the brightness.

Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine's words.

"What?" he remarked innocently.

"You know I hate it when you use ridiculous pet names on me" he rested his chin on Blaine's chest and gazed into those caramel eyes of his.

"I can't help being honest!" He wrapped his arms around Kurt and started rubbing up and down his back. Kurt closed his eyes to allow the feeling to wash over him for a moment.

"So what were we going to do today?" he asked with his eyes remaining closed "I kind of got lost between the washing and make-up sex."

Blaine laughed heartily at this. Kurt could feel the vibrations against his chest. Hating to turn the moment serious Blaine felt he had to address the issue at hand.

"So have you contacted Karofsky…uh I mean Dave." He felt Kurt tense against him.

"No. Not yet. I was thinking of maybe inviting him and Luke over for dinner." Blaine nodded solemnly at this. Kurt had filled him in on all the details about Dave's new life (well, all that he knew anyway) on their way home. Kurt reached over Blaine chest and grabbed his phone off the table. Blaine simply watched admirably as his boyfriend texted away.

"Right" he said as he placed the phone back on the bedside table "I texted him and asked if they wanted to come for dinner at around 6"

Kurt pushed himself into a sitting position and gave a sad smile. "I am going to have another shower after that round of sweatiness. Care to join me?" Kurt held his hand out to which Blaine accepted gratefully and was dragged away into their shower.

Sheets tangled around his legs as he sat against to headboard, flicking through the pages of the latest Vogue. Strange how the slender red-haired model looked oddly like the woman he met at the LGBT meeting last week. That was probably just a coincidence though. Luke sighed and gazed down lovingly at a still sleeping Dave. The sun was long up and filled the bedroom with light. Dave lay on his stomach and his deep breaths soothed the atmosphere. He let his head fall back gently against the headboard and closed his eyes. He allowed Dave's quiet breaths to fill his thoughts. A phone buzzed in the distance, jerking Luke coldly out of his peaceful silence. His gaze wandered over to the table where David's phone lay.

He reached over Dave's bare back and fondled for the phone on the bedside table. Once his hand found it he pulled it back to himself, still remaining situated on his boyfriend's back.

From: Kurt Hummel

How's dinner sound? Around 6ish? Bring Luke along too. We live at 25 Candle Ave, Apartment 17 .

A smile formed on his lips. It was good that Dave could get back in contact with his old friends from high school. Although, Luke had this lingering suspicion that he wasn't getting the full story. Parts were left untold and it made him start to wonder; what was David so afraid of? Maybe he and Kurt had been involved and it ended badly? It irritated him a little that Dave was reluctant to be open with him about his past. Luke was sure he knew everything there was to know about his past yet he left Luke hanging on the giant gaps of his stories. He loved him. That much was true. He just wasn't sure if he could trust him if he couldn't be completely and utterly honest with him.

His bare chest was still pressed firmly on Dave's back. Luke began pressing kisses up his spine, attempting to wake him from his slumber.

"Mmm" Dave mumbled against the pillow.

"Wake up sleepy. It's morning" he glanced over to the clock "Well morning is almost over actually."

Luke prized himself from Dave's warm back and swung his feet off the bed to the floor. "You got a text…" he wiped the sleep out of his eyes as he reached for his dressing gown.

Dave turned onto his back slowly and then fell motionless. He stared blatantly up at the ceiling. "From who?" he inquired but from his tone it didn't really sound like he cared about the answer.

"That Kurt boy"

Dave shot up at this and raced to grab his phone. Luke saw the way his face lit up as he made sense of the message.

"So are we going?" Luke looked at him expectantly.

Dave tried to keep his voice level but the excitement was evident in his tone "Yes. Yes I think we should" his eyes were still locked on the phone. He couldn't believe this was happening. Finally he would be able to fix the wrongs he made with Kurt, or at least, for the mean time be on speaking terms with him.

"So what is the story between you and Kurt? I feel like you're bringing me in at the end of the movie. Are you going to tell me?"

He brought his eyes to meet the vibrant green of his lover's and smiled. He shuffled across the bed to lean up and peck his boyfriend lightly on the cheek.

"Some day." A smile formed on his lips as he pulled away. He hoped off the bed and stood face to face with Luke. "Right now we have a dinner to prepare for!"

Luke raised one of his perfectly preened eyebrows at this "Since when do you think of plans in advance? Mr. Gets Ready 5 Minutes Before" he smirked at Dave who simply walked away into the kitchen. Luke stood for a moment but then followed Dave nonetheless.

NEXT: The Dinner Party. Will it go as well as both boys are expecting or will it simply add fuel to the fire?

Notice how Kurt and Blaine's address is 17/25 a.k.a 17.25 a.k.a the start of the KISS scene. I am kind of crazy aren't I? *shrugs* also they live at Candle Ave...coincidence? I think not. Anyway thanks for reading..hopefully it's not too boring for you :)