Hi there

I'm so sorry that I'm not able to update this as regularly as I would want to. And since I kind of don't see myself writing two chapters per day any time before Christmas this is probably not going to be finished until the 26th or something. You have my sincere apologies for that.

Other than that I was enjoying a bit of family time today. It was my father's birthday and both my older sisters were home, which was very nice since that happens about three times a year. He's 63 now (getting seriously old) and I'm always mocking him with how he's more than three times as old as me. We were playing games all afternoon although I could not play in all of them because of the unbelievable workload at the moment at uni. I'm going to a friend early tomorrow morning so I'll get some work done in the morning and don't just sleep until like 9.

Let's see how studying goes tomorrow and maybe you'll get a chapter but if I'm seriously despairing you won't. Plus, I have every chapter mapped out but I can't seem to find any idea for the one tomorrow so either my friend can help me out or I'll go stand in the corner and cry.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy=)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

December 14th

Kurt came to Blaine's locker chuckling already at the sight of his boyfriend. Blaine was rolling his shoulders in a weird motion and trying to stretch his left hamstring at the same time.

"I got your text this morning, what was this about you dying?" Kurt laughed mockingly, "You look quite alive to me."

"How is your body not burning like mine after that dance rehearsal yesterday?" Blaine asked, annoying how his boyfriend there like not a single muscle in his body was sore.

Blaine, of course, was talking about yesterday's two hour extended dance rehearsal that had resulted from the panic that everyone in the New Directions was feeling when thinking about going up against the best dancers at their school.

"New Directions always have their panic reactions right before the competition and I know exactly what to do so that I won't feel like little men are kicking my muscles from the inside," Kurt revealed.

"Oh my god give me some of that stuff," Blaine begged, "If Mike is going to do this to us again I'm probably going to die. My muscles are not used to this type of activity."

"One step ahead of you," Kurt smiled and handed Blaine today's red envelope.

I'm the cure for all your problems, baby!

Love, Kurt

"Baby?" Blaine asked with raised eyebrows, "You never call me that."

"And you won't ever hear me say it but it looked good on paper," Kurt answered and Blaine looked slightly disappointed. He leaned closer and his mouth lightly touched Kurt's ear when he whispered, "You should, I think it's sexy."

Kurt was slightly worried about Blaine. He had lost it at Glee club during a fight with Sam about his proposition of a sexified performance at Sectionals. Kurt didn't think it was that good of an idea either but Blaine really seemed to be fed up with other people telling him what to do when their ideas were nothing but complete and utter crap.

For about ten minutes nobody had really known what to do. Kurt didn't think it was a good idea for him to go after Blaine because when his boyfriend wanted to blow off steam it was best to let him. He was probably hitting the crap out of that punching bag in the gym and just wanted to be angry for a while.

Finn didn't think it was a good idea to let the group split up such a short time before the competition and went to look for Blaine after ten minutes of contemplating what to do. That boy really was lost when Rachel didn't tell him exactly what to do all the time.

Now some twenty minutes had passed since Finn had disappeared to go find Blaine and Kurt was waiting along with the others who were spending the time chatting to Sam and welcoming him back into their group.

The image of Blaine and Finn suddenly coming through the door, discussing and, who would have thought it possible, laughing, was definitely not the one Kurt had been expecting.

"Whoa what happened here?" Puck was the first one to recognise their presence.

"We worked out our differences," Blaine answered in his trademark dapper tone that Kurt hadn't heard him use in quite a while.

"Yeah," Finn agreed and sounded downright stupid after Blaine, "So now let's get to dance rehearsal."

Blaine shot Kurt a tortured look but he must have felt like it was too soon to test his luck with Finn and followed him to the auditorium without any protesting.

They were in the car after having gotten a shower and Blaine finally let out the moan that he had been holding back for so long.

"Oh my god, I feel like I'm dying," he groaned and went back to his weird shoulder-rolling motion.

"I think it's time for me to show you how to get rid of that soreness," Kurt said and pulled into his driveway, "Believe me, in a few minutes you'll feel better."

They went up to his room and Kurt closed the door behind them.

"Take your shirt off," he ordered and Blaine looked at him strangely.

"Kurt, you know that I'm normally always up for sex but seriously just the thought of moving make the soreness so much worse," Blaine said apologetically.

"No, silly," Kurt laughed, "I'm not talking about sex. Just take your shirt off and I'll make you feel better."

Kurt went to his bathroom and got a little spray bottle when he gestured Blaine to the bed.

"Lay down on your stomach," he told Blaine and the boy obliged.

Kurt climbed on top of his boyfriend and grabbed the bottle to spray a generous amount on Blaine's back.

"Oh my god, that's cold," Blaine complained but Kurt just laughed and began to let his warm hands glide over his boyfriend's back.

"Just wait a minute and you'll be burning from the inside," he promised and began kneading the knots out of Blaine's neck and shoulder.

Blaine was enjoying Kurt's hand on his naked back and other than the occasional moan when Kurt was working on a particularly sore spot, nothing could be heard from him for a few minutes.

"Oh, it does burn," Blaine suddenly exclaimed, "but it's a good kind of heat."

Kurt still let his hands wander over his boyfriend's back but as he got less tense, Kurt got more bored so he began teasing Blaine a bit.

He let the tips of his fingers wander over the sensitive skin on Blaine's sides and his boyfriend writhed under his touch. Kurt pressed small kisses to Blaine's neck and teased his ears with his hot breath.

Kurt let his arms wander to the waistband of Blaine's jeans and then whispered into his boyfriend's ear, "Still feeling so opposed to the sex idea?"

That was all it took for Blaine to quickly spin around and suddenly it was Kurt pinned against the bed.

"I couldn't be less opposed to it," he growled, "But I believe you are wearing too many clothes."

Random comment : Do you also have a family that just can't play a game without everyone behaving like five year olds? Seriously, my parents are like old, my sisters are both almost thirty and I'm the only teenager in the family but still we're all fighting over the game like we're still in kindergarden. We're all just a bunch of sore losers (although I don't know what the others were complaining about, I was losing by miles - lucky love life where are you?=))