The next morning Kurt woke up before Blaine, it was around 9 o'clock. Blaine sleeping form lying while soft breaths came from his mouth. He was half-covered as the blankets sliped of from all the shifting. It was a bit chilly in the room so Kurt carefully dragged blanket up to cover Blaine's chest, gently tucking him in. He stood there looking at the most beautiful boy, eyes taking in his entire face. He brought his hand up and moved the curl from Blaines face. It was so soft that Kurt nearly forgotten that he was headed to bathroom. Good thing he's a sleep, I must look like a total creep.
Checking his phone for new messages he saw his reflection on the screen, and boy did he have what to see. Thank god Blaine was asleep so he had time to fix his hair that was sticking in every direction. No way he would let this boy see him in all his morning glory.
Quickly he done his work, all the products worked their wonder so his hair was now styled like usual.
Returning to the room, Blaine was sitting on the bed fully dressed playing with his phone.
"Hi," breathed out Kurt, chough in amazement of Blaine's gel free hair. How didn't I notice it sooner- he wondered.
"Hi," brightly said Blaine before it got to him that his hair was probably like wilde jungle, quickly putting his hands up to prevent Kurt from seeing that monster, "Kurt look away, I'm hideous!"
That just earned him laughs from Kurt who sat down next to him and started playing with his curls. "Don't be silly, I like it this way. It's so soft, why on earth would you try to hide it. Btw nice Harry Potter reference."
"You really like it?" shyly asked Blaine, biting his lower lip.
"Yeah Blaine, it's perfect just like you," blushing furiously at his own words, well done Kurt could you be any more obvious.
"For the record I like yours too. Not just when it's styled."
"Than- wait when did you saw it unstyled?" panic in his eyes.
"Well I was thirsty"- for you, Kurt thought, finishing in his head Blaine's sentence while cringing at his own thoughts.
"Sorry what did you say?" I was too busy dreaming about you.
"Well basically I got up in the middle of the night and that's how I saw it. But what did I hear about me being purrfect?"
"Purrfect? Really Blaine?"
"Hey, don't change the subject."
"You clearly misunderstood me. I said that your hair was perfect just as-" struggling to find right word he finished weakly. "-YuGi. you know like YuGiOh?"
"You did not."
"I did to."
Blaine furrowed his face, just like little kid who wanted to have it his way. "Don't make me tickle you," warned he.
"You wouldn't! I can't believe I was a fool to let you on my weakness. I see how it is. Tickle me as much as you want mister, this lips are now seald for you," said Kurt, motioning the closing of a zipper.
"You leave me no choice then. I won't enjoy this," and with that he started to tickle him relentlessly, Kurt's eyes already filled with tears, struggling to breath. He fell backwords on the bed so as he tried to stop Blaine.
"Stop! Stop! I surrender," he breathed out.
Smiling, Blaine laid his head next to Kurt who was trying to catch his breath.
They stayed like that fot couple of minutes, Kurt looking at the celing (suddenly too interesting) and Blaine looking at his lips.
"You are perfect though," quietly said Kurt breaking the silence.
A moment passed and then Blaine brought his hand up and lightly turned Kurt's head to look at him, caressing his cheek.
Blain's eyes searchingly looked at Kurts, trying to astablish if he was serious.
Kurt unconsciously started bitting down on his lower lip.
Getting up on his elbows he was above Kurt, as his eyes flickered on those soft lips, as he slowly leaned in. He could practically feel Kurt's breath on his skin as their lips almost met, a couple of inches apart.
And than Blaine fell of the bed and Kurt jolted up in sitting position as the door of his room opend abruptly.
"What're you doing on the floor Blaine?" incredulously asked Jeff.
"Don't you knock?" Blaine spat, shooting daggers at the boy.
"Why? Did I interrupted something," asked Jeff looking between the pair.
"Never mind. What did you and your manners want?"
"Well I wanted to see if you were up, and also the boys are sleeping on the couch so to speak. You should see Wes and David, they are too cute if you ask me. And Nick and I were going to scare them, I brought Michael Myers mask from home. So?"
"So what?"
"So do you want to join us? Maybe pull at their legs or scream?" Said Jeff like it was the most obvios thing.
"I don't think that that's good idea. Wes will berry you," Kurt join in the conversation, as he was sitting quietly till then.
"He will have to chatch me first," grinned Jeff.
"We will not participate, but will gladly watch as he chases you down and slowly kills you. Don't call out our names when that happeneds."
"Drama queen," Jeff exited the room with his goofy smile plastered over his face, "That boy surely has death wish," said Kurt.
"You have no idea," smiled Blaine getting up from the floor and taking Kurt's hand. "Come on, we have to see this."
They got to thr living room, still holding hands, neither of them letting go. And surly as they got to the couch they saw David and Wes sprowled on the entire couch, cuddling like Ross and Joey from Friends. Light smile tugging on Wes's face as David snuggled him.
Finn was sleeping on chair next to them, and Mark was on the floor. He must have been pushed out by Wes or David.
"Babe, maybe we shouldn't do this," Nick rethinking the situation.
"Nonsense, we'll be fine. Play the track."
Scary music came from Nicks phone as Jeff started to gently shake his sleeping friend, gradually shaking harder and faster, beginning to whisper really loudly.
"Knock it down Jeff," sleepy mumbled Wes trying to shake a hand that was shaking him.
Irritated as he was, he opened his eyes and as he was met with the killer he jumpt in place kicking David while frantically motioned his arms in every direction and screaming.
Finn woke up confused, looking around to see what was happening.
It took Wes about one minute to chatch on it was Jeff, and when he did he immediately got on his fet and started to chase Jeff who was already out of the door. It didn't bother him, he was only in slepers as he got on the snow.
While all that was happening Mark was still heavily asleep, mumbling something and changing positions to make himself more comfortable.
These boys were truly something special.
