Title: Velcro-Man

Prompt: Snow (25 Days of Ficmas)

Summary: Blaine really doesn't want to take his exams.

Characters: Kurt, Blaine

Pairings: Klaine

Warnings: Schmoop


"Blaine, hun, you have to get up," Kurt placed a kiss to the back of Blaine's neck. Blaine groaned and shuffled farther under the covers.

"Hmnfgh"

"I have no idea what you just said, but it's nine and you have an exams at ten," Kurt tangled his fingers in Blaine's wild curls and began gently massaging his scalp.

"If you keep doing that I'll never get up," Blaine mumbled into his pillow. Kurt's tinkling laugh was enough to make Blaine poke his head up from under the blankets.

"You're adorable, now get up."

"You get in," Blaine rolled over and threw the sheets off him. He captured a fully clothed Kurt in his arms and wrapped them in a cocoon of warmth. "Hi," he grinned at Kurt's half-hearted glare.

"Blaine, I have to go to work," Kurt rationalized but he didn't move to get up. Blaine kissed Kurt's collarbone and slotted their hips together.

"We should stay in bed all day."

"As lovely as that would be, we both have responsibilities, Blaine," Kurt frowned. Blaine said nothing as he began peppering Kurt's face with chaste kisses. "Blaaaaaaine," Kurt scolded. "This isn't fair."

"Who needs responsibilities when you have a hot boyfriend in your bed?" Blaine finally said, looking at Kurt through his eyelashes. Kurt snorted and shimmied out of Blaine's grasp. "No, come back," Blaine whined pitifully, arms flailing until he rolled forward onto his face. He lay moaning sadly until Kurt smacked his ass. "Hmph. Mrrrt."

Kurt was a moment away from ripping the sheets off his boyfriend when his phone buzzed on the night stand. He let go of the corner of the blanket he was holding and picked up the vibrating object. A smile grew on his face as he looked at the incoming text message. "Huh. I don't have to go into work today." With a tiny hop he flung open the curtains in their bedroom.

"Wussit?" Blaine mumbled when he heard Kurt gasp.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed, "look outside."

Grumbling as he sat up, Blaine propped himself on his elbows to peer over the headboard of the bed and out the window. Outside, fat snowflakes drifted lazily onto a blanket of white narrow sidewalks. Parked cars had several inches on their roofs and the brave souls who ventured out were up to their calves in snow. The sky was a cross-work of gray stitches, each patch a different hue.

"It's beautiful," Blaine whispered, enraptured by the quiet world outside his window. Kurt looked over at his boyfriend and smiled at the child-like wonder in his eyes.

"I love you."

Blaine blinked owlishly as he processed the words. He surged forward and pulled Kurt back onto the bed. "I love you so much," he sighed happily. Kurt kissed Blaine's brow before pulling away.

"I'll be right back, Velcro-man." Kurt swung his legs over the side of the bed and crossed the threshold to the closet, Blaine humming Let it Snow behind him. Noticing Blaine's phone blinking on the dresser, he picked it up. "You have a message," he informed Blaine.

"Mu med mit" Blaine grumbled, face down again. Kurt rolled his eyes and slid open the phone. Smiling, he set the phone down and shimmied out of his jeans. He threw on a worn, navy sweater before hurrying back to his boyfriend.

"You'll be happy," Kurt motioned outside. "Because of the snow you don't have any classes."

"Hallelujah," Blaine harrumphed dryly. He cracked an eye open as Kurt shuffled under the covers.

"You still have my old Dalton sweater?" He asked pleased. Kurt hummed non-committal and snuggled closer to Blaine.

"It smells like you."

"You're too cute," Blaine smiled warmly.

"Shush now. Sleepy time."

Blaine rolled onto his back, bringing Kurt along with him until Kurt's head was resting on his chest. Stroking one hand lazily threw Kurt's hair; Blaine tilted his head up to gaze at the snow.