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The boys arrived at Kurt's house a while later. As they passed through the doorway, they could hear: loud crashes of pans; bangs of cupboard doors and rustling of packets coming from the kitchen.
"Who's that?" Blaine mouthed to the chestnut haired boy.
Kurt shrugged, looking just as confused. He slowly crept toward the kitchen door, picking up an umbrella that was by the coat stand as he went.
Blaine's eyes widened and he tapped his boyfriend on the shoulder. Kurt turned to look at him.
"What's that for?" Blaine whispered, pointing at the umbrella Kurt was holding as if he was ready to batter someone half to death with it.
"You never know! It could be a burglar or a murderer or something! I might need to protect myself!" Kurt whispered back.
"What about me?" Blaine whispered, panicking slightly.
Kurt looked around, picked up the baseball bat Finn had left in the hallway a while ago and shoved it into Blaine's hands.
"Better?" He whispered to the curly haired boy.
Blaine nodded, his curls bouncing around his face.
The two of them silently stepped toward the doorway that lead to the kitchen. Both holding their 'weapons' firmly in their grasp.
Once they were right next to the doorway, but not in sight of whoever was making the noise in the kitchen, Kurt turned to Blaine.
"On three." He mouthed, holding up three fingers.
Blaine nodded in understanding.
"One." They mouthed together, getting ready to jump out into the doorway.
"Two."
"Three!" They both leapt out into the doorway, screaming and yelling.
The intruder in the kitchen had been rummaging through a cupboard behind the large kitchen table. So the boys couldn't see them. But the two had defiantly managed to startle them. The guy let out a yelp of surprise, which was followed by a loud thump and an "ouch". Kurt's eyes widened as he recognised the voice.
"Finn?" Kurt questioned.
Finn's head popped up over the table top. He was rubbing his head and was shooting a confused look at Kurt and Blaine.
"Dude what's with the yelling? You startled me! And I hit my head!" He whined, continuing to rub his head as he stood up. "And why do you have and umbrella and my baseball bat, like you're going to start smashing stuff up?" He asked, looking a little worried.
"We thought you were a burglar or something!" Kurt said, a little angry that his brother had managed to make him look so stupid without really trying.
Finn just looked at his brother as if he'd completely lost the plot.
Blaine started chuckling from next to Kurt.
"What?" Kurt asked him.
"Nothing, sorry." Blaine said, still grinning.
"No, come on! What's so funny?" Kurt asked.
"It's just you though Finn was a burglar or a murderer!" Blaine declared, clearly trying to suppress a wave of giggles.
At hearing this Finn started chuckling too. "Seriously bro? Me a burglar or a murderer? Are you feeling okay?" He said, still laughing lightly.
"I didn't know it was you Finn!" Kurt informed, but even he had a smile tugging at his lips.
"So what are you doing exactly? Apart from making a mess and making Kurt think you're a burglar." Blaine asked Finn, smirking a little at the last bit and it earnt himself a light hit on the arm from Kurt.
"I'm off to Puck's for the night and he said bring snacks but I can only find those!" He pointed to the small pile of packets on the kitchen table. "I remember there being loads more than just that! But I can't find anything else." He complained.
Kurt sighed. "I probably shouldn't tell you this but, Carol put a load of stuff that was in the cupboard under the oven, into the cupboard in the living room next to the TV."
"Aw thanks dude!" Finn shouted back to his brother, as he practically sprinted to the living room.
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other with amused expressions as the heard a cheer, sound from the living room.
Finn returned to the kitchen with an armful of snack packets. He scooped them all into a big bag along with the other ones that were on the table top.
"Right got to go guys! See you tomorrow some time!" Finn shouted to them as he shut the front door.
Blaine was still giggling slightly even though Finn had now gone.
"Oh shut up you!" Kurt said grinning, as he gave Blaine a little shove to the shoulder. "Go put these back." He tossed the umbrella and the baseball bat into his boyfriends arms, turned him around and pushed the giggling boy out into the hallway.
Kurt then began repairing the damage Finn had caused in the kitchen.
He was just placing the last of the pans into their cupboards, when he felt strong arms snake around his torso from behind. It made him jump at first, but when he looked down and recognised who the arms belonged to, he relaxed back into his boyfriends chest.
Blaine nuzzled his nose against his boyfriend's neck.
Kurt let himself get lost in the sensations he was feeling: The gentle nuzzle of Blaine's nose; the cold, hard frames of his glasses pressed against his skin; the tickling of his bouncy curls; the softness of Blaine's warm breath ghosting over Kurt's neck, and that contrasting with the feeling of his glasses was making goose bumps erupt over his skin, and the feeling of Blaine's strong arms, holding him close, gave Kurt such a strong sense of safety it was almost a little overwhelming.
"What do you want to do now?" Blaine asked softly, interrupting Kurt's train of thought.
Kurt turned in the boy's arms to look at him, he loosely looped his own arms around the shorter boy's neck and just gazed at him. Taking in just how beautiful his boyfriend really was.
His jaw line was strong and masculine and Kurt could faintly see stubble that had started to show after a day; his skin was a beautiful olive colour; his strong toned muscles that were often shown off by a tight fitting polo with short sleeves; his glossy dark curls, sprouting out all over the place in a way that Kurt just loved; his nerdy dress sense with the bowties, the thick black glasses, the suspenders and the cardigans Kurt just found so darn adorable; and then there were Blaine's eyes. Kurt could get lost in those beautiful golden eyes forever, just watching the flecks of green dance around his pupils and they were framed by gorgeously long, dark lashes.
But none of that was what Kurt found most beautiful about Blaine. What Kurt found most beautiful about his boyfriend was the boy he had discovered underneath this beautiful exterior. Kurt had discovered a gentle, caring, funny, loving boy who was a little insecure and shy with parents who, in Kurt's opinion, don't really have the right to call themselves Blaine's parents. Especially that mother of his. But a boy who he was rapidly falling in love with. And that boy was stood in his house, in his kitchen, in his arms and in his heart.
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