A/N: You guys are just so phenomenal, did you know that? I just thought I'd let you all in on that little fun fact. I'm so close to getting 50 reviews, which is like the equivelant of getting a Tony award right now, and I have nobody to thank for that but all of you lovely reviewers, readers, and favoriters who make me feel like this wasn't for nothing, and I'm not even to the tenth chapter yet! Just... yeah. I love you guys. :)
Quality #6: Lets me sleep in on weekends.
"Blaine, does Kurt ever... sleep?"
"Well, he does need his beauty rest."
"Yeah, but still. I've never known him to legitimately sleep. I just feel like he sits up every night doing things, waiting for everyone else to get up."
"Wes, that's a truly terrifying thought. Where did you come up with that idea?"
"I don't know. When he first came to spy on us, he was so pale that I thought he was Edward Cullen."
"Haha, and doesn't Blaine look like he could be Emmett? Imagine if those two ran off together."
"Why David, I had no idea you were so into Twilight."
"...Shut up and keep reading."
It was 7:45 in the morning on Saturday, bright and early. The roses outside in the Dalton gardens were blooming, the birds chirping in a light-hearted way, the grasses still slick with dew.
It was on this particular morning that Blaine Anderson had decided to take Kurt on one of their morning walks. They didn't really do it for the exercise. They just enjoyed the ability to walk around the grounds without having Warblers, teachers, and other friends stalk their every move. The peace was something that was rarely had at Dalton Academy, and Kurt and Blaine liked to take advantage of it when they could.
So, they had planned the night before that they would both get up at 6:30, get dressed, and meet downstairs in the cafeteria for breakfast at 7 before leaving. So, Blaine did exactly that (foregoing the gel today) and sat in the cafeteria, waiting for Kurt.
And now, it was 7:45, and Blaine was more than a bit agitated and confused. Kurt had ever been late to one of their walks. In fact, he was almost always the early one.
So Blaine stood up, taking his new cup of coffee with him, and went to go find Kurt.
It didn't take him long. Naturally, the first place he checked was Kurt's bedroom. He knocked three times before turning the knob to find Kurt's door unlocked. Stepping through, he chuckled under his breath.
Kurt's dorm was a single, due to having transferred in the middle of the year. Everything in the room was spotless and immaculate, from the hair products and facial moisturizers on the bureau, to the desk with its twisty-neck lamp. The only thing not very clean was the bed... as well as the person snoring in it.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked, as he set his coffee on the desk and went to the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "Baby, are you awake?"
"Mmmmph."
Blaine smiled, shaking the lump that was his boyfriend. "Kurt? Did you forget about our walk?"
"Mmmhmhmph."
"Do you still want to go?"
This time in response, Kurt took the blankets and tugged them over his head, trying to block out any and all light. Blaine laughed, then simply kissed the blankets covering Kurt, wrote him a note on one of the Post-It's sitting on his desk, and went to go find something to do.
When Kurt finally woke up, he had never felt more refreshed. He had spent most of the night on Skype with some of the New Directions, talking about some of the new things they were working on, and hadn't finally gotten into bed until around 4 in the morning.
After gathering his surroundings, he checked his clock.
10:13.
Shit, he forgot about the walk with Blaine.
He had bolted from his bed, running over to his desk in search of his cell phone, when he saw the little yellow Post-It note sticking to the wall above the desk. He pulled it down and read it quckly.
Good morning, lovely.
Didn't want to bother you while you were sleeping. I figured you needed your rest. We can just go on the walk tomorrow if you want. I'll be in my room. Come visit when you wake up, Sleeping Beauty.
~B
Kurt smiled, then, without even changing his clothes, tossed the note onto his desk and walked into the Dalton hallway in his pajamas to find Blaine's room.
As he passed Wes and David's shared dorm, the two glanced at Kurt through their peephole. As they moved away, they were both smiling with satisfaction.
"Looks like Young Grasshopper is doing well," David commented, flopping back onto his beanbag chair to finish his Skyrim game.
"Indeed, Black Beaver. Indeed." Wes sat back on his bed, crossing off yet another quality on his personal copy of the list.
"Wait a second, Black Beaver?" David paused his game again and looked at his roommate. "Why am I a beaver?"
"Well, Blaine is a grasshopper, Kurt's a butterfly, and I'm a panda bear. I just picked beaver randomly for you."
"How come you get to be the panda?" David asked indignantly, pouting his lips.
Wes gave him his signature 'are you kidding me?' look. "Hello? Asian, here!"
A/N: Yeah... not my best. I could have done so much better, but I couldn't really think of a lot for this one in particular. That's why this is later than it should be, because I couldn't think of something creative enough.
But... yep. Review? I'm gonna go watch Glee now. :)
