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One thing Blaine had realized through his relationship with Kurt was that his boyfriend was an adorable drunk – a funny, cuddly, adorable drunk. He disliked Nick and Jeff incredibly for ever introducing Kurt to straight Vodka shots, even if Kurt resembled a newborn puppy, and Blaine absolutely adored puppies.

"Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine," Kurt began to chant while sitting cross-legged on their bed. His hair was a mess and if he had been sober, he would kill Blaine for ever letting him have a hairstyle that resembled a bird's nest.

Blaine handed Kurt an extra blanket, in which the boy threw above his head. "Kurt, stay here. I'm going to grab you some water – don't move," he warned the boy before quickly exiting the room.

When he got back in the room, Kurt still had the blanket atop of his head and hadn't moved from his spot. Blaine approached the boy with a goofy smile on his face. At the smallest sound of his steps, the blanket began to move. "Blaine, is that you?" He whispered.

"Yes, babe." Blaine gently removed the blanket from Kurt's head, messing up his hair a little more. Kurt looked up with a mischievous grin on his face. His blue eyes were slightly glazed – Blaine blamed the vodka. Kurt was never a horny drunk. That had been Blaine's job. "Drink some water, Kurt. Are you feeling nauseous?"

Kurt shook his head actively. "I'm okay. Okay. Okaaaaaaaaaay. Can I have some liquid, Blaine?" He didn't wait for an answer. Instead he crawled forward to Blaine and grasped the glass of water. He let go quickly and let it drop to the carpet. "Uh oh! It was heavy Blaine. Why would you get me something so heavy?" He looked at Blaine with sadness.

"I'm sorry Kurt," he looked at the fading color on the boy's face. "Let's just go to the bathroom and I'll clean this mess up." He easily picked Kurt up in his arms. It had been two hours since Jeff and Nick had shown up with Kurt inhibited and the boy had still to throw up. Blaine wasn't taking his chances, especially with a drunken Kurt. "Just try and see if anything's coming up, okay?" He ran his hand gently through Kurt's back. "Aw, sweetie," Blaine said gently when Kurt had started to empty out his stomach's contents in the toilet.

"This is disgusting," Kurt whimpered when he had resurfaced. "I want to sleep. I reeeallly want to sleep, Blaine. I want to sleep and – oh my God! I'M SEEING STARS! EXCEPT THEY'RE ACTUALLY IN MY EYES, NOT IN THE SKY! If you go out you can see them. They are really sparkly. It's like a million eyes are watching me. Isn't that weird?" While Kurt was rambling, Blaine led him back to the bedroom. He began to undress with no shame. "Help me!" His sweater was stuck on his neck and his hair was peeking out. Blaine longed to take a picture but he was sure Kurt would break up with him in the morning.

"Thank youuuuuuuuu! I love you sweetheart." Kurt was now shirtless and unrestrained. Blaine's eyes trailed hungrily down Kurt's chest and into the bulge that had formed in his very 'expensive' boxers. He swallowed thickly and forced himself to look away. He would get another chance similar to this when Kurt was sober. There would be no taking advantage of the boy.

"Blaine, come here and cuddle with me. I need your body, you sexy, sexy man!" Kurt's voice was raspy, which definitely did not help the situation. If anything, it made Blaine's blood rush all the way to his nether regions. Ignoring the urges, Blaine crawled next to Kurt and automatically wrapped his body around his. He reeked of throw-up but sometimes love (and tiredness) could make a person overlook a few things.

Blaine just wanted to sleep. He kissed Kurt's forehead, automatically tucked his chin against Kurt's neck, and closed his eyes. He wasn't excited for the morning. If there was one thing Kurt disliked the most, it was hangovers.

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A few hours later, Blaine awoke to the sound of the toilet flushing non-stop, along with a string of impressive curse words.

Alright. So I hope you enjoyed this one. I'm thinking the next chapter will be Drunk!Blaine. I hope you all leave a review, even a simple :) would suffice. I am open to any suggestions. I don't care if it's completely AU or just plain crazy - I like having something to work with.

Have a great Tuesday!

- Blaire