Sorry for such a long wait. I have been busy lately.

Fun fact- I wrote this whole thing on my phone. I made a few revisions on Word, but other than that... whole thing written with my phone.


Five in the morning. That is the time it read on Kurt's alarm clock. Staring at it adamantly, Kurt blinked missing the transition from five to five o' one. Cursing this, he took his time staring at it another minute only to gain the same result.

"What am I doing?" He muttered to himself as he pulled his eyes away from the clock. Nobody wanted to be awake at five, and yet here he was, having a legitimate staring contest with his clock.

That clock however was becoming the bane of his existence. He was more than sure it was mocking him. Unable to get to sleep, he kept turning to check the time only to see a few measly minutes had passed. This trend had continued on and on until finally it made it to its current time, five o' five. Already way behind on his beauty sleep, (he was sure he had gained some baggage under his eyes overnight). Kurt sighed and pulled himself up from his bed. Crawling out of his bed and lightly setting his feet down on the ground, he made his way downstairs quietly in the dark making his way towards the kitchen. There he switched on the light where he now only had one purpose in mind- hot cocoa.

Digging precariously through the cupboards he managed to retrieve what he was looking for. Kurt, with a mild smile of satisfaction on his face, proceeded to find a pot in which to boil some water in. Once he had that settled, he walked over to the couch and curled up on it in wait of his boiling water.

Allowing himself to close his eyes for even a second however had been a mistake; the tiredness finally found his way to him. Sleep had consumed him and he wasn't even aware of it. Kurt had fallen victim to the sandman, and it would take more than perhaps a bit of noise to wake him up. In fact he didn't find himself waking up for another couple hours or so when his sleep was disturbed by none other than Karofsky.

"Hummel, wake up!" Rattling the other, Karofsky managed to wake him up. He looked at Kurt with a mixture of worry and belittlement.

"You left the oven on Hummel, all your water evaporated too but that's not even the point. You left an open flame and then the stove emits gas, which could probably harm you if you inhale enough of it. There was so much wrong with that."

Not that he was trying to bag on Kurt-it was more that everything he said was brought out from worry, even if it sounded like scolding. It was only because he cared. Kurt could see that and he in fact knew that sometimes people whom appeared to be mean were actually the ones that were actually being nice.

Drowsily he seemed to glance around as if a bit lost. He had hardly registered anything Dave had said, and was giving him a bit of a blank stare as he rubbed at his eyes tiredly. From what Kurt could make out with his blurry vision, he could see Karofsky was staring back at him. His expression was unclear however, so Kurt rubbed at his eyes a bit more until the world came back into focus.

"Oh David say that again...," a yawn emitted from his mouth lazily as he said this, but continued quickly. "I didn't hear you." Coming back to his senses, Kurt stared at Dave adamantly, whose features he were now able to see. Karofsky was staring at him oddly; Kurt was unable to tell what he was thinking.

"Kurt...," Karofsky began, saying his name as though it were a foreign but welcome flavor to his mouth. "You left the stove on with some water boiling." Kurt noticed how slowly this was recited to him; normally he would feel as though he were being treated as an idiot, but this time it was ok because he truly felt like an idiot.

"Oh god, I'm sorry! How stupid of me. I didn't mean to fall asleep! How long was I out for? Your house could have burned down." Kurt was practically flailing his arms around, fully prepared to beat himself up mentally when Karofksy took a seat on the couch next to him, disrupting his whole flow of thoughts. Both of them had gone terribly silent, their faces both turned towards each other just staring. As much as the sight would seem like an awkward moment, it wasn't, and the atmosphere was actually quite different. Kurt, unsure of his own face and expressions, was able to see karofsky's quite fine from this distance. There seemed to be a whole flood of emotions going through his features, and he couldn't settle on one. In a way he looked confused and a bit odd, but it was also a bit endearing to see his confusion, his frustration, his worry.

Kurt, who had made a decision to himself the prior night, made the decision to move. Move closer to Karofsky. Karofsky in turn didn't move at all, rooted to the spot. He looked a bit like a deer in headlights however, as Kurt inched closer to him.

Sure that Karofsky wasn't going to move, Kurt had made it right up to the other boy. He was so close yet hesitant to do anything. It was a bit of a scary decision but he ended up going for it anyway.

Kurt Hummel was kissing David Karofksy. It was something he didn't think he would have ever wanted to do the week before and perhaps even the morning for. Things had changed to him though and he was seeing things differently. Differently in the sense that, he was giving Karofksy a chance because he had actually admitted to liking him.

Not opposed to what was happening, Kurt could feel Karofsky growing less tense under him as he let the reality of the kiss sink in. Making out with his worst enemy certainly hadn't been on his morning agenda, but then again, screw what he planned. This was way better. When Karofsky was over the initial shock and fear, he had decided to kiss back. Kurt was able to tell this instantly and almost simultaneously discovered that Karofsky was a phenomenal kisser.

The way they were positioned was interesting. Karofsky was sitting on the couch more like a normal person would, though a bit slouched down. Kurt on the other hand was practically half laying across him and the couch. The only reason it managed to not be so awkward was because of the way Kurt's body had fallen almost perfectly against Dave's as the latter boy's arm supported him so that he would stay up. The kiss itself had been quite long, but everyone needed to breathe. Kurt would have kept at it all day if his rational thoughts hadn't returned to him as he took a break for air.

Turning to glance at Karofsky, Kurt backed away a slight bit to give the other some room. Kurt was trying his best not to stare at him, yet at the same time he was trying to gauge his reaction.

From obvious glances Kurt had been able to catch the redness of his faces, and just by listening he could tell that Karofsky was just about as breathless as he himself was. The only thing bothering Kurt now was how silent it was. Karofsky wasn't going to question what happened, surely he was confused? They weren't going to talk about it? Kurt hadn't wanted to be the one to talk first, but if he had to... he was going to initiate this conversation.

"Well then that was um..." Miserably failing at this, Kurt chuckled nervously and went to run his hand through his hair, but stopped just before reaching it. Doing that would be like murder to his hair, causing it to lose its- oh wait he hadn't done his hair this morning. Still, he didn't want to go through with that course of actions and instead set his hands in his lap. He held one hand with the other and stared straight ahead, now trying to not even look at Karofsky.

Karofsky however was doing quite the opposite, staring at Kurt in a bit of a marvelous stupor. Staring at the boy ever since he had attempted to speak, Karofsky had witnessed his movements and it caused a small smile to appear on his face. He had an idea and there was no way he couldn't do it. Reaching towards Kurt with his hand, he immediately reached forward and ruffled his hair.

Instant cries of protest arose from the other boy as he instantly reached up and threw his hands over his head.

"What?" Karofsky asked innocently, the mood lightening up a bit.

"Oh you know what David Karofsky. My hair- it's off limits."

"Oh even to me, even after you kissed me like that?" Oh crap, Karofsky had regained his composure, or at least most of it. Kurt at least figured he had switched into a sort of playful mode to cope with the situation.

"W-well that is I-" Kurt was blushing; at a loss for words he started to get up from the couch. "Look I don't what I was thinking. Now if you will excuse me. I believe I was going to make hot chocolate."

Kurt tried to get up off the couch quickly but the attempted was foiled by Karofsky's strong, jock arms. They had wrapped around Kurt's waist and he was being pulled back in like a particularly good fish who just couldn't keep its ground. Karofsky had pulled him onto his lap. His embrace was comforting. It was like being held by a bear, but in the good way. In a protectice, comforting manner. Not to mention how sturdy the other felt against his back. Kurt almost forgot to struggle. Almost.

"Lemme go. You can't do this! I really need to make that hot chocolate."

"I am doing it, aren't I? You don't mean that either. Stop avoiding it...Kurt... why did you kiss me?" Kurt couldn't quite make out his tone but he sounded a bit scary a bit playful. Either way it made him shudder. Maybe it was because of how close he was to his ear. Kurt didn't know. It wasn't like his brain was functioning correctly at the moment anyway. Karofsky felt so warm.

Not inclined to answer the question, Kurt tried his best to squirm out of Karofsky's grasp, but it was too tight. There was no way, and he wasn't going to lick him again. There was the chance he still wouldn't let go of him if he did that anyway. Falling back into him to lean against his chest, Kurt sighed. Karofsky was trying to keep a neutral face, but there was an obvious bit of pink in it.

"I wanted to Karofsky...you said you liked me last night, I think I like you too." Karofsky looked a bit startled at this, in fact a lot startled. Instantly he let go of the boy and pushed him away, gently mind you, before getting up off the couch. He started to hustle his way back to the staircase.

"Stop messing with me Hummel." The words rang out clearly throughout the room and it made Kurt realize just how positively ludicrous this all was. Before all this happened, Karofsky bullied him Severely. Kurt, after being kissed by said bully, found out the reasoning. Ok, so he was a closeted gay, life was hard on him. Still, in what way did that give him the right to bully Kurt? It didn't, because there really never was any good reason to bully a person. So once you got down to that, it was only logical to assume that Kurt would never want to forgive this person. Kurt, whom was a nice person, would forgive just about anyone. The problem with Karofsky was that he had crossed lines that went into fear. It then became a matter of a deep sense of fear whenever he was about rather than 'could he forgive him'.

Now if things kept the way they were going, Kurt would have tried to avoid Karofsky at all costs and things would have stayed the same, at least in that aspect. Throw in the factor of being forced housemates and that's where everything changed. Kurt, whom started out with the state of mind of defiance lost the fear that of Karofsky that was embedded inside him. Not all at once but it did of course ebb away as it proceeded. Karofsky, unpressured by high school was a bit different at his house, and all this allowed Kurt to see more of the truth and Karofsky for who he is. Everyone would have said this an impossible thing, and even he would agree, but he was telling the exact truth when he said he probably liked him too. He wasn't completely sure but he knew for a fact he actually did care for Karofsky and was intrigued by him.

"Karosky, wait... I am serious." Kurt couldn't exactly explain all this to Karofsky, but he wanted him to at least stop and listen so he could at least attempt to explain.

"Look I know how ridiculous it is- not that liking you is ridiculous- but it is true." Kurt started saying even before Karofsky had turned around. He had stopped walking and that had been signal enough for Kurt to start talking. His words having caught the other boy's interests, Karofsky turned around to stare at him and waited for this explanation. Except that he suddenly changed his mind and started talking instead.

"You really mean this?" He asked, with every bit of vulnerability in his voice as the next guy. He wasn't just a bully, he was a human too with real feelings and it actually struck something within Kurt to see this jock staring at him in such a way. Kurt seemed to gulp in air as he stared at him before slowly nodding.

"Yes, of course I do... look last night I was thinking a lot... and I cant really explain it without sounding weird but I decided I should give you a chance... initially I had meant friendship but well..." Things turned out a bit differently. Especially when Kurt had turned to Karofsky and had seen in that moment how attractive he had been.

Kurt could see Karofsky's expressions warring on his face. Kurt knew he wasn't sure if he could accept this or not. Accept if it was truth while at the same time accepting his strong love and lust for another guy. Kurt knew how it was and he could tell what he was thinking. Ultimately he must have decided it was ok however because ever so slowly he stepped closer to Kurt. Then, just about as he was going to make it to him, he stopped and turned and took a seat on the couch. Kurt just stared at him with an odd expression. Karofsky matched his look but patted the seat next to him. Kurt took the offer and hesitantly sat down. To his surprise, Karofsky reached his arm around him and pulled him in closer. Kurt had felt a shock go through his system as his heart had nearly flew out of his chest. That had caught him off guard.

"Ok we will try it... slowly." Wait try what? What were they trying? Kurt got a bit confused there but he wasn't going to question it.

Easing his way into a more comfortable position, he snuggled up to Karfosky as the latter turned on the T.V. Together that sat there. Internally Kurt was struggling however. He still hadn't known what they were trying. What he wanted to know the most and was unsure about was whether or not Karofsky perceived this as a relationship. Unsure of what he'd just done, Kurt tried to empty his mind of all thoughts and simply space out watching the T.V. Just for now until he could get his bearings straight.

Except when he did this the only thing he really could think about was how he hadn't actually gotten his hot chocolate.