A/N: Another one for all you wonderful, kind souls! This one is the reason the rating is at a T now, as there is a mention of sexytimes. Sorry for the length, I had a quartet recital tonight, and didn't get home until about 20 minutes ago (11pm my time!). Again, thank you for all the reviews/alerts/favorites, I would give you all hugs/cookies/etc if I could, but alas, you all probably live an ocean away. :P

When Kurt slowly opened his eyes the next morning, the first thing he noticed was that this definitely wasn't his bedroom. Sure, it looked nice, it was quite vintage-eclectic, but it was decidedly not a Kurt Hummel designed room.

The second thing he noticed that his pillow was breathing. And naked.

Wait, his pillow was naked?

Kurt tried to quickly lift himself up to look at what he had to admit was a very attractive pillow of a boyfriend, but unfortunately had not noticed that his other arm was trapped under a very asleep Blaine. Instead of simply rising, he ended up face-planting into Blaine's stomach.

"Whuzzat?" Blaine said sleepily, sitting bolt-upright in bed.

"Oh my god, Blaine, I'm so sorry!"

"Why did you punch me?" Blaine asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and collapsing back onto his pillows.

"I didn't punch you," Kurt groaned. "I faceplanted into your stomach. You're laying on my arm!"

"So now you're trying to blame your abusive nature on your innocent boyfriend…I'm on to you, Hummel," Blaine laughed.

"Shut up," Kurt said, pulling his arm out from under Blaine. "And you are so not innocent, Mr. Anderson."

"Is that true, Mr. Hummel?" Blaine laughed as Kurt rested his head on Blaine's little bit of tummy. Blaine began to card his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Mhmm," Kurt sighed happily and looked up at Blaine. "Isn't this supposed to be awkward? I mean, we are sort of…naked…and in your bed…"

"I actually like it," Blaine said quietly, looking down at Kurt.

"I like it when you look at me like that," Kurt almost whispered.

"Like what?" Blaine asked, bopping Kurt on the nose, to which Kurt gave an eye roll before Blaine went back to combing his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Well, you get this dopey grin on your face, then your eyes go all wide, and I don't know…it just makes me feel…special, I guess."

"You are," Blaine said. "I love you."

"Love you too," Kurt said, hoisting himself up a little and swinging a leg over one of Blaine's so that his chin was resting on Blaine's chest. Blaine gave a happy sigh and wrapped his arms around Kurt.

"So," Kurt began, stretching up to kiss Blaine softly, "any plans for the rest of today."

"I don't know," Blaine laughed. "I mean, I have this empty house and a very hot, very naked boyfriend in my bed…I guess I'll do some homework."

Kurt gave Blaine's chest a small slap. "If you want me to leave, I can," he teased. "But I was thinking that maybe we could do something a little more fun."

Kurt gave a small yelp as Blaine rolled them over so that he was on all fours over Kurt. "I like your thinking," Blaine almost growled.

"I knew you would," Kurt said before pulling Blaine down for a searing kiss.