A few days after their shopping trip, Kurt and Blaine sit on Blaine's couch watching a football game with David.

Blaine was having the hardest time concentrating on the game because Kurt's legs were draped over his.

They had been sitting for a while when Kurt just stretched out and put his feet there and smiled and had that damn twinkle in his eye. Like he knew exactly what he was doing to Blaine.

The things he would do to that boy if his dad wasn't sitting right across the room.

Blaine sighed as he watched Kurt out of the corner of his eye. He was chewing on his thumb nail, looking at his phone. Kurt hated football. Whenever they watched it, he went on and on about how their pants were terrible.

Blaine chuckled as he remembered the last time they had tried to watch TV a few days before. It had ended up with Blaine tickling Kurt. They had been nose to nose, almost kissing, when Blaine's phone went off and killed the mood.

That, plus Kurt's feet in his lap, almost convinced him that Kurt liked him back. But he was still a little concerned that Kurt might like that Chandler guy in his English class.

Blaine wanted to talk to Kurt about him, but his dad was sitting RIGHT THERE. So he decides to text him.

So, Chandler, huh?

Kurt's phone buzzed in his hand, and when he opened the text he looked at Blaine with amusement written all over his face.

What about him?

Blaine laughed, as he typed out his reply.

Really, Kurt? The guy totally has a thing for you. He stares at you ALL THE TIME.

It's Kurt's turn to laugh when he sees the message.

I hadn't noticed, Mr. Detective. But don't worry. I have my sights set on someone much cuter ;)

Blaine's breathe caught in his throat when he read the message once, then again.

He looked up at Kurt from under his long eyelashes, cheeks blushing. He had to be talking about him right?

Kurt was biting his lower lip between his teeth and smiling shyly.

Blaine was slowly moving towards Kurt, his hand seeking the blue eyed boy's cheek, as his dad yelled from the chair and startled them both.

"Boys!" David yelled flailing his arms, "We won!"

Kurt and Blaine both gave him a tired smile in response.

It was then that David noticed how close they had gotten to each other on the couch.

"I'm just going to go upstairs and help your Papa clean out his shoe closet now, okay?" David smiled as he stood up, "See you later, Kurt."

"Goodnight, David." Kurt said in response.

Both boys watched David climb the stairs and didn't look away until they heard a door close.

They both turned to look at each other, and when hazel met blue, Blaine was speechless.

Kurt was the first to speak, and it came out in a breathy rush.

"Ithinkyou'rebeatiful."

Blaine could only stare as Kurt moved closer to him, touching his face with one hand, and lacing their fingers together with the other.

"You really think so?" Blaine whispered as he reached up to hold the hand Kurt was holding to his face.

Kurt nodded slowly, as he smiled, "Is it okay if I-"

"Yes." Blaine said.

Kurt laughed crinkling up his nose, "You don't even know what I was going to ask, silly."

Blaine smiled warmly, "It doesn't matter what you were going to ask, Kurt. The answer will always be yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurt was so close that Blaine could feel the other boy's sweet breath on his face.

"Kiss me, Kurt." Blaine whispers, his eyelashes fluttering closed.

All this time, and finally, Kurt's lips are on his.

It's so much better than he had ever imagined.

Kurt's lips were soft as they moved with Blaine's, making him feel more loved than he had ever been.

As he pulled away, Kurt put his hand on the back of Blaine's neck and whispered in his ear, "I'm never letting you go."

And that's how Bryan found them the next morning.

Kurt held Blaine against his chest, his nose in Blaine's hair, both of them sleeping soundly.

Bryan internally squealed, pulling out his iPhone to snap a picture. Blaine would appreciate it later in his life. And so would Kurt.

He quietly jogged back upstairs to tell David.

"David," he whispered, sprinkling a sleeping David with kisses, "honey, wake up. I think Blaine has a boyfriend."

David looked at him with squinted eyes, "Kurt?"

Bryan nodded, "Yep. And they're both snuggled up on our couch. Wanna see?"

Bryan held out his phone for David to see.

"Awwwww," David coos, "They're so cute. It's about time too."

Bryan smiles, "I think I need to wake them up though. Kurt's dad must be worried sick."

David nods, "Yeah, you do that baby. I'm going to go back to sleep."

"Okay, sweetheart." Bryan says, leaning down to kiss David softly, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Bryan goes back downstairs prepared to wake up the boys, but is surprised when they're both already awake.

Kurt has the most adorable bed head that he's nervously trying to smooth out. Blaine has this glazed over look on his face as he looks at Kurt, and kisses him on the cheek.

Kurt immediately blushes, combing a few curls from Blaine's face, fingers lingering on Blaine's cheek.

The shining smile on Blaine's face makes him giggle, causing the boys to turn around, a scared look on both of their faces.

Bryan just laughs, "Do you boys want any breakfast?"