Kurt was in the middle of an amazing dream involving Alexander McQueen and Blaine and they were all at a fashion show in London when he woke up to a sound of rocks hitting his window. He turned his bedside light on and went over to his window. He saw Blaine staring up at him motioning him to be quiet. He froze. Then he composed himself and quietly snuck downstairs. He unlocked the back door and the two boys went silently to Kurt's room. Once inside Kurt felt the awkwardness between them.
"Umm, there's some clothes in my third drawer you can wear." He whispered.
His eyes started to get blurry like they had all night. He turned away so Blaine wouldn't see. "Kurt…" Blaine started as he walked towards Kurt.
"I don't...really want to talk right now…" Kurt said stopping Blaine in his tracks.
"Oh. Okay." Blaine said.
Kurt climbed in the bed and turned off the light facing away from Blaine. Blaine stared at him for a second and changed clothes and got into the bed.
"I love you." He heard Blaine whisper to him.
Kurt wanted to say it back, instead pretended to be asleep. He felt Blaine turn the opposite way of him so that they were back to back. Kurt cried silently into his pillow until he woke up a couple hours later.