Disclaimer: I do not own glee, it belongs to Ryan Murphy and Fox.
"I brought fruits!" he sang shrilly. He tossed his bag down on the kitchen table and stuck the fruits in the fridge before padding through the carpeted apartment.
"What type?" A voice yelled back from the study.
"Well, raspberries and blackberries, of course." He scoffed as he walked into the study, only to find his boyfriend with his socked feet on the desk and his perfect hair in a mess.
"Aren't you supposed to be studying?"
"English Lit is boring." He said, fingering the edge of his thumbnail.
"I know. Doesn't mean you don't have to do it." He pointed out.
Kurt was staying over for a few nights while his roommate studied for her huge exam coming up. Liz said she didn't mind so he slept in his room with him.
At first, he didn't get why Kurt's roommate was so desperate to get him out of the apartment but looking at him now, while he fiddled with pencils and tapped some random drum beat on the desk, he kinda got an idea.
"Do you understand the questions?"
"Yeah," he said "I just don't want to do it," he looked up hopefully, "Because I wanna spend time...with you." He pouted.
"As sweet as that is, babe, you have to finish your homework first."
"But Blaine-" he whined.
"How many have you done?" he interrupted.
"Three" he said quietly, a sad look on his face.
"Out of how many?"
His face hit the desk and he mumbled something that was muffled by the hardwood.
"I can't hear you through the desk, Kurt." He said sarcastically.
"Twenty-five" he mumbled.
He laughed. "Well you got a while to go. You'll want to get it done before dinner, Liz is making her vegetarian lasagne and it is absolutely to die for."
Kurt groaned and his face hit the desk again.
He padded out of the room, calling over his shoulder, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, you'll end up with a dent in your pretty little face." He chuckled.
He heard another groan behind him.
He was watching Elmo videos on YouTube when he heard another plaintive whine come from the study room.
He sighed and went to see what the problem is now.
"Yes?"
"Save me from this horrible boredom, my love." he said dramatically.
A small idea hit him and he smiled. "Wait here." He said and ran into the kitchen, pulling out the tubs of berries and carrying them carefully into the room.
"Everytime you finish a question, you get to eat a berry."
Kurt raised an eyebrow questioningly, "And that's supposed to motivate me?"
"I'm not done yet, you get to eat a berry, which is," he placed to small black fruit between his lips, "here." He mumbled around the fruit.
"Oh," he said. He swallowed, "That'll be fun."
"Yeah, so get going."
Soon, the room was filled with little giggles and "Mwah"s and demanding "This one is longer, I get two."
Everytime he finished a question he would lean over and kiss his lips softly, picking the little fruits out from between his boyfriend's delicious lips, lingering only for a second before chewing up the sour fruit.
Later on, when he had finished he got a super duper helping and an extra long kiss.
Liz came home later on to find them lying on the carpet, kissing slowly and sweetly, the little fruits scattered all around them and Elmo playing in the background.
"Elmo likes his crayon and his goldfish, what's your favourite animal?"
"Well, hello" she said.
They broke apart with a loud "Muah" and Kurt turned to her, "I finished my homework." His lips were red and swollen from the kissing and his tongue was a funny shade of blue.
She looked at the hastily scribbled answers all over the sheet of paper. She opened her mouth to say something but they had already sealed themselves together, at the lips.
Figures.
