Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.

A/n: Wow… so yeah, I'm a ditz; I could have sworn that Ohio was on the same time zone as Mississippi (in Mississippi some channels actually show the ball dropping live, and then re-air it again an hour later when it's actually New Years there – I used to get REALLY confused when I was little because we always spend New Years with our family there). So I fixed that by removing a few lines from the last chapter; don't worry, I kept the last two lines the same. Also, sorry for the delay – I had a paper due Sunday, and I'm performing tonight so I've had 0 time to finish this off.

The soft light of the morning sun was definitely a nice way to wake up, but it didn't mean that Blaine wanted to move anywhere. He didn't remember falling asleep, nor did he remember Kurt's head curling under his chin or the younger boy's arms wrapping so tightly around his middle. Blaine glanced at the alarm clock by his bed, rolling his eyes and sighing as he realized that it was still too early to actually be awake. He simply kissed the top of Kurt's head and closed his eyes again, shifting onto his side so that he and Kurt were pressed a little closer against each other as they slept.

The next thing Blaine knew, he was being woken up by a set of lips pressing against the lower part of his stomach over and over again. "Mmm… what are you doing?" Blaine looked down at the top of Kurt's head, smiling when he saw the younger boy's face smiling up at him mischievously.

"Trying something new." Blaine had to bite down on his lower lip to stifle a moan as Kurt placed a palm over Blaine's crotch and gently pressed down on his growing erection. Blaine reached down and wrapped his hand around Kurt's wrist, pulling the younger boy's hand away and pulling him so that they were face to face. "What?"

"My parents…"

"Check your phone… it buzzed about three AM." Blaine raised an eyebrow and complied, reaching over to the nightstand and picking up the phone and unlocking it.

Had a little too much to drink, so we're staying at the hotel tonight. See you two this afternoon. – Mel

Blaine raised an eyebrow, glancing at the clock. "Did you read my message, or was that just a lucky guess?"

"What did she say?" Kurt asked.

"They drank a little too much, so they decided to stay at the hotel last night. They're not planning on coming back until this afternoon."

"Which isn't for more than an hour… it's not even eleven yet," Kurt replied. The younger boy moved so that he was straddling Blaine's lap and he pressed a kiss against Blaine's lips. Blaine sat up on the bed, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist as they kissed. Kurt was sitting on Blaine's lap, just barely avoiding putting his weight over Blaine's crotch.

"We should slow down, Kurt. We don't have to dive headfirst into everything, okay?"

"What are you talking about?" Kurt seemed confused about what Blaine was trying to say; Blaine sighed, shaking his head and smiling slightly.

"I love you… and I want this to last. If we move too fast, we're going to burn out on each other in a few months and that's the last thing I want." Blaine leaned in and pressed his lips against Kurt's jawline, starting near the boy's ear and slowly moving down towards his chin and then his lips. "Why don't we get ready, go get something for breakfast?"

"What about your little problem?" Kurt asked, sliding a hand down Blaine's chest towards his erection. Blaine moaned slightly as Kurt's hand ghosted over his dick.

"If you weren't messing with it, I'd be able to take care of that little problem." Blaine leaned in and pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips as he pulled the younger boy's hand away. "Let's get up… I'm hungry, and I'm sure that you are, too." Blaine placed his hands on Kurt's hips, gently lifting the younger boy off his lap and onto the bed next to him. Blaine pulled away slowly, despite the fact that he really didn't want to break off the contact. He straightened up and turned away, trying his best to think about something other than the half-naked boy lying across his bed.

"So what were you thinking about for breakfast?"

"There's a place in town that makes the best waffles." Blaine smiled, thankful that Kurt was okay with not going at it like rabbits now that they had actually managed to make each other come. "Actually, pretty much everything they make is delicious. Chocolate croissants, omelets… I don't think they could make anything that isn't amazing."

Blaine hurried to change his clothes, not even thinking about the fact that Kurt was in the room as he stripped off his boxers to put on a clean pair before the pulled on a pair of jeans from his closet. It didn't take long for either of the boys to finish getting dressed, although getting through their morning bathroom routines took some time given the fact that they were trying to use the same sink. It was really sort of comical having the two of them trying to move around each other as they got ready, especially given the fact that Blaine was fighting very hard to not let things get out of hand at all. Not that it stopped his mind from wandering back to the previous night.

"So lesson learned – if we ever live together, we have to either have two sinks or completely separate bathrooms," Kurt commented as the two of them finally started to make their way out of the house.

"So we're thinking about living together now?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"In the future, maybe. After all, someone's going to have to take care of you and I doubt you have any intention of living with your dad and Mel permanently." Blaine shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"I can take care of myself just fine, thank you very much."

"You weren't going to go to the hospital until I made you."

"I had every intention of going to the hospital… I just didn't want to leave right then because you were there. It was just a little delay."

"One that could have been really bad…"

"Are we seriously arguing about this right now? Like, for real?" Blaine asked. He couldn't help but laugh at the idea. "God… what are we doing?"

"What's so funny about it?" Kurt almost sounded hurt over the fact that Blaine was laughing at their argument.

"Kurt… this is a pointless argument. What we're arguing about happened weeks ago."

"It could happen again…"

"It probably will happen again. It'll probably happen a lot, too. But is it really necessary for the two of us to have a fight over the details of last time? It's over now… let's just move on, okay?"

"Right. Sorry. It's probably just low blood sugar talking or something." Blaine leaned in and pressed a kiss against Kurt's lips, pulling away slowly as he kept his forehead pressed against Kurt's.

"We good?"

"We're good."

"Good. Because I'm starving, and chocolate chip pancakes are calling my name." Both boys started laughing at that moment, arms wrapped around each other for a moment.

"Wait, were you not going to go eat if we didn't stop fighting?" Kurt asked.

"Not until we weren't fighting anymore."

"So you're saying that our relationship is more important than food?"

"Maybe…" Blaine began, taking his boyfriend's hand and leading him out to the car. "Let's get some food… I'm starving."