Someone prompted me to write about the increase in the amount of physical affection Kurt was giving since he and Blaine reconciled, and I really loved that idea, so here it is! (One more Wedding based one shot to come before Friday!)

Blaine is brushing his teeth when Kurt arrives, sticking his head around the bathroom door.

"Can I come in?"

"Uing yy eef," comes the gargled reply around a mouthful of foam, and Kurt decides to take that as a yes.

"I miss you." He wraps his arms around Blaine from behind, pressing his face to the back of his neck and breathing him in. "Mmm, God, I love you, my husband."

Blaine leans over to spit, but Kurt stays pressed tightly against him, bending with him and closing his eyes happily.

"What do you mean you miss me?" Blaine asks when his mouth is clean. "I was in bed with you ten minutes ago."

"I know, and I miss your arms around me," Kurt murmurs, still reluctant to move.

Blaine rinses once more and straightens up, turning so he can hold Kurt properly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes. I just wanted a cuddle."

"Yeah." He leans in and kisses Kurt's lips lightly before turning back to the sink. "That's what I mean."

Kurt laughs, then comes to stand next to Blaine and take his hand.

"Uh...Kurt?"

"Yeah?"

"I was gonna shave."

"Can I watch?"

"Yes, but I need my other hand."

"Oh, right. Sorry."

He doesn't let go though, and Blaine starts to fill the sink with water before he shuts it off and turns to him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know but...nevermind."

"No, say it."

"It's just..." He stops looking at Kurt through the mirror and turns instead so they're eye to eye. "If I'm honest, since we've gotten back together you've been like...really clingy. Don't get me wrong," he rushes on before Kurt can storm away. "I love it, really, I do. But before, you always used to be so much more guarded and it often felt like I was the one who initiated all the physical affection."

"I initiated sex!" Kurt cries, affronted. "A lot!"

"That's just it, you did, yes. But the other stuff, the cuddles, the hand holding, the little kisses as we walk past one another... It's entirely welcome, Kurt, believe me, but I just wanted to make sure you're okay, not worried about anything?"

"I'll stop, if it's too weird for you."

"Hey, come on," Blaine says, gently lifting his chin. "You know that's not what I meant at all."

"I was such an idiot," he eventually says. He sighs and sits on the edge of the tub while Blaine leans against the sink to listen. "We fell apart because I just didn't appreciate what I had. What an amazing man you are, how much you love me. Those months apart were hell for both of us, I know that, but for me... I cried so much, Blaine, and it wasn't the sex I missed. I mean, I did miss it, but mostly I just missed you. I missed how you would reach out in the middle of a conversation and cover my hand with yours. I missed the way you would come home from school and kiss me like we'd been parted for months. I missed waiting for you in our coffee house, and the way you would rush in and kiss my cheek before apologizing for being late."

"You hated me being late," Blaine points out. "That was the final straw for you, when I was late that night and..."

"The cheek kisses, Blaine!" Kurt says loudly, then they both laugh. "I missed the kisses. Not the lateness. I don't need that back."

"Noted."

"I remember, the night I found out that you were with...well. I lay in bed and cried so hard. I don't even believe in God but I remember promising some unknown being that if I ever managed to get you back, that I would cherish you. I would love you with every bit of me, and I would spend all my days appreciating you."

Kneeling on the floor between his legs, Blaine brushes a stray tear from Kurt's cheek. "I know you appreciate me," he says softly. "I wouldn't have married you otherwise. I love you. Don't feel like you have to keep this up if it bothers you."

"It doesn't!" Kurt says quickly. "That's the thing. I need you, Blaine. I need to touch you, to be close to you, to kiss you, hold you...because I'm more in love with you than I've ever been before, and I still can't quite believe all this is real. I feel so lucky, that you've given me another chance, and you know what? At first, it was a conscious effort to hold your hand, or whatever. Now it's second nature, and I feel so privileged that you're my husband."

"Oh, gosh, you're gonna make me cry," Blaine says, blinking hard. "Kurt...I- I love you so much. I'd say we're both lucky, actually, because having you to love, and having you love me in return, well that's just the best thing. And...that thing you do. With your tongue. That's pretty spectacular too."

Kurt laughs, draping his arms over Blaine's shoulders. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Want me to do it again?"

Shaving forgotten, Blaine stands, bringing Kurt with him, and he starts to slowly walk them back to the bedroom. "Only if we can cuddle after."

They kiss heatedly in the doorway, and when they pull apart, breathless, Kurt gives a blissful smile. "Just try and stop me."