"Honey, I'm here!" Blaine called into his room, looking around to a figure in the bed, napping under duvets with his mouth hanging slightly open. "Ooh." He crawled to the side of the bed that Kurt was facing, sitting down and sliding his legs under the bed.
He watched in fascination, taking Kurt's fingers into his own and fitting them together. He saw Kurt's eyelashes flutter, eyes cracking just a little to reveal a fraction of his blue eyes. He sighed, curling into a ball after seeing who it was, tugging Blaine into bed.
"Alright alright sleepy head." He slithered in, fond smile playing on his lips. He was warm from sleep, skin tender and glowy and a little blush that was always there on his cheeks. Blaine's lips met his temple gently, cooing him to sleep once again.
"You smell so nice." Kurt mumbled, voice low and muffled from his shoulder, and inhaled deeply once again.
"And you smell like aftershave." Blaine smoothed his palm over Kurt's chin soft and a little raw, then rubbing the dirt out of Kurt's eye. "Eye poop."
"Nng." Kurt grunted, nuzzling into Blaine as he yawned into his neck, brain still a little fuzzy from the nap. "I'm a little hungry."
"Want me to make you some food?" He turned his head, only to get tilted back.
"Ahm." Kurt gave a gentle bite at the base of his neck, where it scented of Blaine the most, and sucked on it, till Blaine squirmed a little.
"Did I just become your tea?" Blaine quirked an eyebrow, feeling the damp spot cool down.
"You are my cup of tea." Kurt grinned, kicking the covers off his torso. The white cotton sheets bunched around his hips as he got up, Blaine appreciating the great view of his pale skin on his back, arms and down his bum. There were freckled, with stretch marks and scars, but every flaw was perfect.
"Meh, where are my pants…"
"Have I ever told you, you've got a very beautiful back?" Blaine grinned, crawling up to him texting on his phone, circling his arms around the thin waist.
"Nope, nope you haven't." Kurt smiled, turning back in time for a kiss. "Thank you. It's about time you noticed." He chuckled, resting his head into the familiar warm chest.
"Home is where the heart is." Kurt smiled, only knowing now how true it was. "You're my home."
Blaine's warm palm slid down his arm, over his wrist and reached for his fingers. They clasped them together once again, but now two of those was crowned with a silver of gold and diamond, twinkling from the sunset that bled through their windows.
"You're my home too, Kurt."