SHORT CHAPTER. Very sorry, but Becky's lost internet – so things are going to be posted slower now!
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Kurt was paranoid when it came the thought of losing his keys; he told Blaine this once who'd laughed, not really understanding his worry, but apparently there had been an incident when he was younger. Even if Kurt did get locked out, he'd be welcome to come to Blaine's dorm but that didn't seem to do for Kurt. So Blaine had suggested that he left a spare key underneath the plant pot that was outside his room. Kurt had thought it was a brilliant idea and practically skipped away to follow through with it.
Now Blaine, knowing this, decided he'd let himself in. After doing so he put the keys back, not wanting to trouble Kurt. He closed the door behind him with an audible 'click' as it self-locked. Blaine looked around the prefect room and smiled. He sat himself at the end of the bed and glanced at a nearby clock. 15 minutes until Kurt would most likely return.
Now, what could Blaine Anderson do in 15 minutes...?
Turns out, not a lot.
Blaine had gone through most of Kurt's wardrobe - he knew it was rude but he honestly couldn't help himself. After awhile he got bored and started putting on different scarfs, flicking them over his shoulder, pulling funny faces in the mirror and mimicking different voices. Eventually he got bored of laughing at himself and went to lay on the bed. Glancing to his side to look at the clock he noticed Kurt's song folder was sitting there too. He knew he shouldn't read it, Kurt got very antsy when people touched it but again, he just couldn't help himself.
He leaned over to grab it and winced because it was quite heavy. He began flicking through pages and pages of songs but before he knew it he heard a jangling of keys and the slow turn of a door handle. Panicking, Blaine looked down towards the book he really wasn't ever meant to touch. He rolled over as fast as possible to put the book back where it was meant to be. Unfortunately he forgot how heavy that thing was and he ended up tumbling onto the floor just as the door opened.
Blaine covered his hand with his mouth, trying to stifle the giggled that was so desperately trying to eat him alive. When he heard the shuffle of shoes on the carpet go in the direction of the bathroom he finally sat up eyes widening as Kurt was pulling of his shirt, singing lightly to himself. Quietly he stood up preparing to sneak up on his lovely boyfriend who'd forgiven him not so long ago. He crouched down so there was no way Kurt could see him in the mirror his eyes trailing his back with every step.
Just as he was close enough he shouted "AHHH!" and wrapped his arms around Kurt's bare stomach, pulling him back into the doorway of the room. Kurt let out the most girlish scream ever. He wasn't prepared to be pulled back and his legs somehow got entwined with Blaine's and he tripped backwards causing Blaine to also trip backwards.
"Blaine!" He screeched. They fell with a crash, Kurt landing sideways on his boyfriend. They wrestled for a second and Kurt squealed again, slapping the first part of Blaine he could find. Blaine laughed even harder and clutched Kurt tighter. Kurt wriggled and yelled his name again, hitting him twice. This made Blaine roar with laughter.
"S-stop it K-Kurt, you're-"
"Let go!" Kurt yelled and hit him again which made Blaine laugh harder if humanly possible. Kurt shouted, "I'll pinch you!"
"Kurt, that's my privates you're hitting-!" Blaine managed to say between gasps of air. Kurt drew back his hand, horrified.
"What?" He screeched, holding his arm to his ribs. Blaine, still laughing, pulled him closer so he was now on top of him, just facing away.
"Don't hit me again," Blaine breathed into his ear quietly, chuckling. Kurt squirmed on top of him and managed to turn his body around. Before Blaine could do anything, his boyfriend was leaning over him, propped up on his elbows with his face inches away.
"You shouldn't sneak up on people!" Kurt said, staring down at his face. Blaine swallowed his laugh and took in Kurt's features; his straight nose, defined cheekbones, his oh-so-beautiful eyes framed by what looked like perfect eyebrows (which admittedly, Blaine was jealous of), his light hair, combed into the cute quiff that was just Kurt all over. Then of course, there were his lips.
They were the definition of cupid's bow, seriously. Just stunning and pouty and enhancing his smile and great for kissing. Amazing for kissing.
Which is what Blaine did next. He propped himself on his elbows too and leaned his head towards Kurt and captured his lips. It was their first kiss after a fight which was good for Blaine as both of them had missed each other's company and longed for this. Between the drama of a car crash and Blaine's parents throwing him out, then getting a divorce, they hadn't had much time to be intimate.
Kurt inhaled, causing Blaine to crush himself closer to Kurt and Blaine put a hand around Kurt's neck, pulling him down so he could lie on his back. Once Blaine's back made contact with the floor, he raised both hands to hold Kurt's face and Kurt moaned slightly under his breath as Blaine's fist tightened around his hair.
Blaine responded by kissing him more greedily and Kurt shifted so one hand was now clutching Blaine's neck too.
"Kurt," Blaine mumbled under the kiss. Kurt trailed off his lips, kissing down his jaw line and onto his neck. Blaine moaned now, closing his eyes as he felt Kurt's hands exploring his chest. Blaine reciprocated, remembering that he didn't have a shirt on.
Kurt shivered as Blaine's hands made contact with the bare skin of his back. He felt between his shoulder blades and traced round his porcelain skin to his waist, holding him there. Kurt moved back and took Blaine's mouth with his again.
It was as though he couldn't control himself. Blaine let his hands run down the sides of Kurt's legs, which were wrapped between his. At this point, Kurt used all the willpower he had and bit down on Blaine's lip, not too hard. They broke apart and Kurt rolled to one side, both of them now lying on the floor, facing the ceiling and breathing heavily.
"I am so glad I have you, Kurt," Blaine almost panted. Kurt could tell he was smiling and shifted so his head was on his shoulder. Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt and bent his knees. Kurt turned on his side and watched Blaine's chest rise and fall while Blaine just watched his chest.
"I really like you, Blaine."
"I love you too, Kurt."
Kurt smiled into Blaine's shoulder and made a little, "Mmm," noise. Blaine grinned and pulled Kurt in closer.
"By the way-" Blaine interrupted, Kurt's face mere centimetres away "Did you mean what you wrote in that English book?"
It took a few seconds for it to dawn on Kurt what he meant. He made an odd noise in the back of his throat and turned a little pink but surprised him by saying, "Yes. Shirt off, now."
Blaine happily obliged.
Blaine watched as Kurt re-buttoned his shirt and he pouted, crossing his arms over his bare chest.
"I don't believe that's really fair, Kurt," Blaine practically purred his name.
Kurt looked up smirking as he obviously eyed Blaine's body, "Sorry?"
Blaine raised his eyebrows, "I only came in with one shirt and that one shirt, you seem to now be wearing."
Kurt licked his lips, "You look better without a shirt."
Blaine scoffed. He was going to say 'you look better' but he decided against it, "How am I meant to leave when I haven't got a t-shirt? I'm pretty sure it's against the rules to go walking around Dalton topless."
Kurt stood up shrugging his shoulders, "I guess you'll just have to stay then, wont you?"
Blaine looked apprehensive. He knew he could just go to Kurt's wardrobe and get a t-shirt but he honestly didn't want to leave.
"It's not like you haven't slept over before Blaine," Kurt added, smirking. Blaine was now sat up, leaning against the side of the bed, not unlike when Kurt came round before they were dating. Blaine pulled himself up to stand opposite Kurt.
"Pretty please?" He asked, almost fluttering his eyelashes. Kurt bit down on his lip, grinning.
"Well..." He said, drawing out the word and crossing his arms.
"C'mon," Blaine scoffed and pointed to his chest, "I'm still wounded y'know. Terribly. Horrendously. So I need a shirt."
"Blaine, stop over-exaggerating. Plus-" Kurt smiled, unfolding his arms and taking a step forwards. He extended his arm and trailed a hand down Blaine's chest, "-It looks hot."
Blaine certainly got hot then, turning slightly pink. Not only had he never heard Kurt say hot, he had never heard him say it so... so sensually. If he wasn't otherwise distracted, he would've been reminded of the day sitting in front of Kurt's mirror with him. God, how he had proven Blaine wrong.
He finally managed to string a coherent sentence together and said, "You have a cut on your lip."
Well, it would be good if this coherent sentence actually made sense. Kurt raised his eyebrows as Blaine pointed out the obvious.
"Yes," He agreed and Blaine watched as he ran his tongue over it slowly. Blaine couldn't even think straight now. Then again, I am gay, he thought. Kurt's hand was still resting on his chest.
"Uh..." Blaine trailed off and shook his head slightly, jogging his brain back to where it should be, "So, can I have it back?"
"But then I'd be cold," Kurt pouted, now putting his other hand on Blaine's chest. Blaine sucked in a breath and watch Kurt smile as he did. Kurt walked around him, trailing his fingers down his abs and removing one hand. Blaine nearly spun around but then Kurt's hand joined the other one again, now embracing him from behind. He locked his fingers around Blaine's stomach and rested his chin on his shoulder.
"Wouldn't want that," Blaine finally mumbled, tilting his head back slightly. As soon as he did, Kurt drew back, tracing his hands around Blaine's ribs and up by his shoulder blades. Blaine now let out a shaky breath. Tease.
"No," Kurt said, breath warm on his neck. He slowly glided his hands down Blaine's spine, who shivered.
Kurt laughed around wrapped his arms around him again, smiling into his neck. Blaine rolled his eyes.
"You are so easily amused," Blaine said, regaining normal speech.
"You are so easily aroused," Kurt replied.
"What?"
"Oh, you know it," Kurt smiled and kissed his neck from behind. Blaine closed his eyes and leaned back just as Kurt laughed again, "See!" He grinned.
"You're unbelievable," Blaine said. He turned around and placed both of his hands on Kurt's neck now, thumbs brushing his cheeks. Kurt's smile was still on his face and Blaine returned it, "And I love you."
Kurt almost giggled like a little girl but leaned in and kissed Blaine sweetly. Blaine let him pull back and smiled.
"So, movie night then?" Blaine said quickly, coming to the conclusion that he wouldn't leave even if he was fully clothed.
"Of course," Kurt smirked happily.
