The first of this chapter is in Blaine's POV kind of! Enjoy!

Blaine woke up Saturday morning to someone lips brushing over his, down his jaw, before sucking on his earlobe, whispering,

"Morning, sleepyhead."

Blaine was disoriented at first, though he didn't know why. Mika woke him up like this almost every time they spent the night together.

But then Blaine remembered the dream he had had, and the other lips he had dreamed of...the perfectly shaped red lips that he knew could probably reduce him to a blubbering mess if he could ever get close enough.

Stop it.

Blaine rolled over, moving himself so that he was on top of his boyfriend.

"Morning,"Blaine smirked back, leaning his face in to giving Mika a kiss.

They kissed for a minute, Blaine finally pulling away, claiming he needed a shower.

"You smell fine to me," Mika said breathlessly, rolling them back over so that he was on top, continuing to kiss Blaine's neck and jaw, hitting all of Blaine's special places that made him moan and knit his hands through Mika's thick hair. After about a minute of sucking on Blaine's Adams apple, he started to move lower, kissing Blaine's muscular chest. Blaine really didn't want him to stop, but his ID was long overdue and he had promised himself that he would take care of it today and, as much as he tried, he couldn't stop picturing a different set of lips doing what Mika was now doing to his hyper-sensitive body

"Mika," Blaine gasped, "I have stuff to do."

Mika sighed against Blaine, finally stopping himself and resting his chin on Blaine's chest so that he could look up at Blaine with his puppy-dog eyes.

Blaine laughed as Mika sat up on his knees, still tangled up in the sheets and his gaze never leaving Blaine's as his bottom lip swallowed his top one in a pout.

"I'll make it up to you tonight," Blaine told him, pecking him on the cheek and heading to the bathroom to get ready.

After showering and getting dressed in causal jeans and a button-up for his meeting, Blaine quickly teased his curls, not bothering to gel today, and headed toward the sound and smell of a delicious breakfast.

This was a ritual of sorts between the two men. Every morning that they woke up together, one of them would make breakfast for the other, depending on what they had to do that day. Neither one was sure how it started, but in the year they had been dating it had slowly become their thing, something that was constant and very sweet.

Mika was standing in the kitchen, wearing a pair of Blaine's sweatpants and nothing else so that his very tan and fit upper body was exposed. At first glance you would probably write Mika off as a model. He had thick dirty blonde hair that was never neat, a body that any man would die for, the perfect height(about three inches taller than Blaine, which Blaine really didn't mind and had gotten over finding someone his own height), and a style that looked like it belonged on a magazine. But once you looked closer at his real features, he really was a complex and unique looking man, which Blaine loved most about his boyfriends looks.

"Smells delish',babe," Blaine said, coming up behind Mika and wrapping his arms around his waist.

"It better,"Mika said, turning around and wrapping his hands around Blaine's neck before kissing him on the nose and turning back around to focus on the breakfast.

Mika had cooked Blaine's favorite, simple bacon and eggs. Blaine didn't have much time so once it was done cooking, he quickly pulled the plate Mika laid out for him toward him and started putting it away, paying no attention to the burning to the roof of his mouth. While Blaine was eating and Mika was drinking his coffee, they chatted about this and that. Blaine kept silently praying that one subject in particular would not come up. But, eventually, after exhausting the subject of Mika's classes (he was still in school earning his masters in film theory) and plans for next weekend, the subject Blaine had been dreading had come to call.

"So, how's the nanny gig going?" Mika asked, sipping his coffee and looking at the paper absently.

Blaine froze mid chew, eyes going wide for just a second before beginning to chew furiously, shoveling more food into his mouth so that there was no way any emotion whatsoever could be heard in this tone when he said-

"S'fine."

Mika, who had not noticed Blaine's original reaction at his question, looked up from his paper with as suspicious look at Blaine. He knew how Blaine acted when he was deflecting.

"That's all? Just fine?" Mika asked.

"Yea ims jusa sob," Blaine said through a mouthful of egg.

"I'm sorry?" Mika asked, still giving Blaine a worried look though Blaine was looking anywhere but his eyes.

Blaine swallowed but still didn't look into his eyes. "It's just a job, no big deal. Pays decent," Blaine shrugged then began to scrape his plate clean.

"Hm," was Mika's retort.

"Yeah, well I guess I better get going," Blaine said, standing up and going to the sink to clean his plate before snatching up his wallet and phone, giving Mika a kiss on the cheek and heading out the door.

It wasn't that he didn't want to tell Mika everything, he really did, but in the year they had been dating, Blaine had learned that his boyfriend didn't take news about other men in his life very well, and Blaine was always worried about upsetting him, as it was sometimes easy to do. But Blaine loved Mika, and he had learned to look past his faults and focus on his many good qualities.

As for Kurt, he really didn't know where they stood. But he wanted to know, which is why he did what he did next.

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On Sunday Kurt woke up to the pitter patter of little feet running down the hallway towards Kurt's room. He heard a little knock on the door and was suddenly struck by an idea.

He got out of bed and quietly made his way to the other side of the door. Not hearing an answer for a while, Ellie must have decided that Kurt was still asleep and decided to go and fix this. A little face peaked through the door and slowly after a little body dressed in a blue night gown and clutching a stuffed kitten as the same moment a voice yelled "Boo!".

Ellie jumped ten feet in the air and whipped around to find her daddy coming at her, scooping her up and plopping her on the bed, tickling her everywhere he could reach as she giggled.

"Daddy, you scared me!" Ellie told him after he finally let her free and she sat up on the bed.

"I'm sorry, honey. Your just too easy," Kurt laughed.

Ellie stuck out her tongue at him before running past him to watch TV now that her duty of waking her daddy up was completed.

After breakfast Ellie went to her bedroom to play with her toys while Kurt went to his office to work on some things and check his emails.

Kurt picked up his phone to text his brother to find out what his schedule was this week, and found a voice mail from yesterday morning that he must have missed while he was at his parents. He clicked on it and just about dropped him phone when he read who it was from.

What could Blaine possibly have wanted to say to him on his day off? Was he going to say that Kurt had made him so uncomfortable that he wanted to quit?

Kurt nervously pressed the play button, not really ready for what he was about to hear.

"Hey, Kurt! It's Blaine! So I know that my next day for work is Monday, but you've been so nice to me and I really want you to know that I appreciate it, and that I want us to be friends. So I was hoping that maybe tonight or tomorrow we could all have dinner. You, me, and Ellie. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your day off and let me know about dinner! Bye, Kurt."

Kurt put down his phone, mouth open and head spinning. Had he imagined the other night? It didn't seem possible that Blaine could be acting so normal after having witnessed his boss that way. He sounded just as charming as ever. And the way he said goodbye...It made Kurt's spine tingle and goose bumps rise on his forearms. Blaine said his name as if he had been saying it all his life...like his throat had been aching and the only thing that could cure the burn was to speak Kurt's name.

After a few moments of sitting in shock, and a few more minutes of replaying the message over and over, Kurt knew he had to make his mind up. He didn't even know if the offer was still okay, and he didn't know if he should accept the offer, but he knew what he wanted to do. He knew that he wanted to spend more time with Blaine. He wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. So, deciding on going with the selfish choice, Kurt called Blaine.

This made Kurt feel better and worse all at the same time. On one hand, the pressure was off; he didn't have to think about the perfect thing to say or worry about putting the charm on, he could just be himself. On the other hand, he knew that he really liked Blaine, even if he still barely knew him. He just felt comfortable around him. He hadn't felt that way about a man in a long time, and now that he knew that Blaine was willing to forget about that night where Kurt had revealed his most secret secrets, Kurt could just relax and have a good time. Which he planned on doing.

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