*Author's Note: Lyrics belong to Lady Gaga. Songs 'Bad Romance' and 'So Happy I Could Die'. I thought it was effective to put the lyrics. I got inspired during Christmas for a nice Christmas thing later on, so look forward to that. Be prepared for a good amount of updates this week.

edit: Well, the lyrics were a giant fail because they screwed up when I uploaded the document, haha, that is so what I get for not double checking. Anyway, I fixed it~ sorry about that.

After Glee, Blaine was waiting on Kurt, like he promised. Kurt practically skipped to Blaine's car, free of a pit feeling. Free of fear. He smiled wide at Blaine when he opened the car door. He got into the passenger's seat and leaned over to kiss Blaine.

"Well, hello there," Blaine said, laughing a little.

Kurt grinned, "He got expelled!"

"That's wonderful," Blaine replied. He leaned over to hug Kurt.

"It feels so good!" Kurt said.

Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek.

"So, my dad and Carole are going to be gone on Honeymoon for a few days. Saturday, Finn is going to Rachel's. Isn't that stupid of him? Anyway, I'll be home alone, which is oddly not something I like. So, let's do something. You come over, I come over, movies, dinner, something, please?"

Blaine nodded. "We'll see what Saturday feels like."

"You just know I like to have a plan," Kurt said, "so you're just trying not to have one."

"Maybe," Blaine grinned, pulling out of the parking lot. He put music on - Lady Gaga.

"You're perfect," Kurt said.

"No, you are," Blaine replied.

"I can't hear you over my love for Gaga," Kurt said, laughing. He sank back into the seat. Everything felt so wonderful. Blaine was singing at the top of his lungs.

"I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love"

He laughed while Blaine sang until he really couldn't breath.

"Where are we actually going?" Kurt said, loudly.

"My house," Blaine said. He turned down the stereo. "Call your dad and tell him. We're going to celebrate. My mom won't be home until five and my dad won't be home until six."

"What exactly are we celebrating?"

"Gay liberation!"

"I'm just going to tell him that I'm having dinner…"

"That's fine too."

Kurt really wasn't expecting what Blaine had in mind. Blaine drug Kurt, practically all the way inside, up the stairs and to his sister's room. He announced that they were going through her closet. On the stereo, Lady Gaga was still blasting.

I love that lavender blonde
The way she moves
The way she walks
I touch myself can't get enough

"Don't be shy," Blaine said, throwing clothes out.

Kurt couldn't help feeling a little weird in a girl's room that he'd never met, pillaging through her clothes.

And in the silence of the night
Through all the tears
And all the lies
I touch myself and it's alright

"Fine," Blaine said. He took off his uniform jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. Kurt tried not to stare.

Just give in
Don't give up baby
Open up your heart and your mind to me

"So…you do this…often?" Kurt asked.

"Well, often enough," Blaine smiled. He took the shirt off.

Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend

There had to be drool dripping from Kurt's mouth. Kurt could feel the firmness in Blaine's arms and chest from touching him, through clothes, but seeing it -he arms, his toned stomach….

Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time
So happy I could die

Kurt distracted himself by picking up a blouse, that was in fact, very nice. Black lace over the shoulders, Kurt immediately realized that it was Rebecca Taylor. He sat it down carefully and picked up the next item of clothing, which was Juicy Couture. In fact, most of the clothes were designer or at least from a decent store.

Be your best friend
Yeah I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds
We'll be higher than ever
So happy I could die
And it's alright

"Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed, "You shouldn't be throwing these clothes around. They're practically all designer labels!"

I am as vain as I allow
I do my hair
I gloss my eyes
I touch myself all through the night

"I know," Blaine said. "I try not to stretch anything that's really expensive."

He was in the process of pulling a black v-neck shirt on. Kurt shook his head.

And when something falls out of place
I take my timeI put it back
I touch myself
Till I'm on track

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Blaine asked.

"You guys must be seriously loaded," Kurt said.

Just give in
Don't give up baby
Open up your heart and your mind to me

"Kind of," Blaine said. "This is stuff my sister doesn't even like much."

Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend

Kurt sighed, "If I was her, I would kill you."

Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time

"Well, what she doesn't know won't hurt her," Blaine said. "Come on, Kurt. This is fun."

So happy I could dieBe your best friend
Yeah I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds
We'll be higher than ever

"Fine," Kurt said. "What size shoe does she wear?"

So happy I could die
And it's alright

..

It was surprising how much fun Kurt was having wearing women's clothes. Well, he'd put on a pair of knee-high boots and a short sequin dress over his jeans. Blaine wasn't quite as 'glamorous', with a purple and grey striped cardigan. They were dancing ridiculously.

They toned down the dancing when Speechless came on and latched onto each other, swaying slowly to the beat.

"If I started dressing in drag, would you still be my friend?" Kurt asked, laughing.

Blaine laughed with him. "Of course, because I'm the one who introduced you to this. It's my fault, I was prepared for the consequences," he teased.

Kurt kissed him softly. "These shoes are killing me though. They're too small. I just wanted to wear them."

Blaine chuckled. "Her shoes just don't fit me. Trust me, I've tried."

"I really can't imagine you doing this without me," Kurt said. "So, you're secretly a drag queen? What else don't I know?"

"No," Blaine said. He put his hands on Kurt's face. "I actually haven't done this in two years. I used to do it all the time for fun. I don't really know why, but whatever. It's fun."

"I like to dress outrageously whenever possible. It's an understandable urge in gay men," Kurt laughed.

Blaine smiled.

"So, if you like doing this, why'd you stop?" Kurt asked.

"Well, mainly because I'm at the dorms all the time," Blaine said. "I had a feeling you'd enjoy it as much as I used to."

"Thanks," Kurt said, honestly. Even though he was having a hard time even imagining Blaine dressing in girl's clothes on his own time.

Blaine kissed him. The skin showing along Blaine's collarbone had been very distracting. As he returned the kiss, a little more roughly, he ran his fingers across Blaine's collarbone. Blaine slowly slid his tongue past Kurt's lips, to taste him. They shifted closer to one another.

"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" Kurt huffed.

"It's just you," Blaine whispered.

Kurt chuckled, blushing. "Do you ever stop?"

Blaine shrugged, smiling.

"Why are you so perfect?" Kurt sad, running his finger along Blaine's jaw line.

"I'm far from perfect," Blaine said, still smiling. "There's a lot about me that's not perfect."

"I haven't noticed anything, so just let me live the illusion," Kurt said.

They both laughed, still holding onto each other.

"Okay, I can't stand the shoes anymore," Kurt said, taking a seat on the bed. "I'm going to have to go back to being only a little bit taller than you."

"I thought we were the same height," Blaine said.

"Well, I'm just a little bit taller than you," Kurt said.

Blaine sat next to Kurt, "That's disappointing. I told my sister that you weren't taller than me."

"So, does this sister, whose clothes I'm wearing, and underwear I've seen, have a name?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah," Blaine laughed. "Her name is Megan."

"She's aware that you raid her closet or no," Kurt asked.

"Well, she used to do this with me sometimes," Blaine said. "When we were little, she used to 'make' me play dress up with her and I loved it. My brother used to make fun of me for it, but that's a big brother for you."

"So your brother is the nameless one?" Kurt asked.

"His name is Michael," Blaine said.

"Gees," Kurt said, "I don't even know the basics about you."

Blaine smiled and put he hand on Kurt's knee, "You'll find everything out in time, I'm sure."

Kurt smiled. It made Kurt feel good that Blaine wanted him to be there for awhile, to learn things about him. He put his hand on Blaine's.

"I'm sorry," Blaine said, turning his hand over under Kurt's to squeeze it.

"What could you possibly be sorry about?" Kurt asked.

"For…kissing you too early," Blaine said. "I should've known better. You're going through so much…"

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand back, "It's okay. Really. I wanted you to kiss me."

"I'm glad," Blaine smiled, "but I shouldn't have."

"If its any consolation, I'm glad that you did," Kurt said.

Blaine nodded and kissed Kurt on the cheek.