Yes guys I am back with another chapter! and once again it has taken an incredibly long amount of time! I don't even have excuses. a;sdljf;adlsj;faljd;ljfa;l forgive me please? :/
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Blaine awoke the next morning quite early. This was understandable considering how much he slept the previous day. So he decided the least he could do was make the Hudmels some breakfast.
He slipped away from the bed. 'I can't believe I slept with Kurt in his house! Well…not like that, but still!' And quietly, he tip toed up the stairs to the kitchen. Exploring the fridge and cupboards he pulled out the ingrediants he would need and started on breakfast.
Finn didn't know why he was awake. He looked over to his clock and it wasn't past noon yet so there wasn't really a point to being awake. The smell of something delicious wafted into his room however, and so he had to get up and check it out.
Finn shuffled into the kitchen to discover Blaine gliding around making pancakes. There were also eggs, bacon, and toast already arranged on the table. Blaine was singing as he worked so he hadn't noticed Finn walk in.
"Hey dude!" Finn yelled and Blaine jumped around, startled.
"Good Morning, Finn!" Blaine yelled back, flipping a pancake.
"I'll be right back," Finn walked over to the staircase, "MOM! BURT! CAN WE KEEP BLAINE? HE MAKES FOOD!" He shouted up the stairs and then walked back into the kitchen, taking a seat at the table. "Thanks dude!"
Blaine just smiled, shaking his head in amusement at Finn. He put the pancakes in a huge stack on a plate and placed them on the table as well. Finn's smile widening as he helped himself.
A few minutes later Carole and Burt emerged from upstairs and came into the kitchen as well. They seemed shocked that Finn wasn't kidding at that Blaine actually had made breakfast for everyone.
Carole smiled, "Honey, you didn't have to make breakfast!"
"Yea", Burt added, "You're a guest, we should be making you breakfast!"
Blaine tried to hide his guilty expression with his eyes downcast, "It was the least I could do for imposing on you during the holidays."
Finn was too distracted eating to even notice them talking.
Burt got closer and put a hand on Blaine shoulder, "Son, you are not imposing. We are happy to have you with us." Carole nodded and smiled in agreement.
"Thank you so much, sir." Blaine gave him a little smile and Burt just wanted to hug the poor kid.
"Don't mention it kid, and enough with the sir crap. Call me Burt."
Blaine nodded and then looked around, "Should I wake up Kurt?"
Burt looked around as well, "Hmm, usually he is the first one awake. Yea I would go get him up and make him come eat."
To say Kurt was having a "good dream" was an understatement. He was having the absolute best dream of his life. There he was on a couch making out with Blaine Anderson.
Everything was fast and heated, their hands roaming each others bodies and tongues fighting for dominance. Whines and moans were muffled into others mouths. Kurt was laid down with Blaine on top, settled between his legs. Suddenly Blaine moved his mouth off of Kurt's and down to his neck. He sucked, trying to make a mark as noises of pleasure escaped Kurt's mouth.
Kurt moved his hands to Blaine's waist and played with the waistband, attempting to slide his hands past it and under the tight fabric.
So Blaine went down to the basement to find Kurt snuggled into his comforter still sound asleep. As he approached him he couldn't help all the thoughts that came racing to his mind. Wow, he is even gorgeous when he sleeps. He looks adorable all snuggled in that blanket. I would do so many things to him on this bed. Blaine shook his head mentally slapping himself. No Blaine! Clean thoughts! God, I would like to kiss him awake. No! Stop!
He crawled back onto the bed, hovering over Kurt and cooed. "Kurt-" He stopped however when he noised Kurt squirming a bit. At first he thought he may be having a nightmare but then-
"mmm," Kurt moaned.
Blaine froze and stared at him in shock. There's no way, I have to be hearing things.
"Ngguh mmm," Kurt continued to make little noises of pleasure and god if it wasn't the biggest turn on ever for Blaine.
Blaine just stared at him in awe, damn is that hot. I should really wake him up but-I just.
Kurt started squirming again, his moans becoming louder and Blaine worried someone upstairs might hear him.
And then Blaine couldn't stop himself. Without thinking he leaned forward towards Kurt and whispered into his ear, "Baby, your going to have to stop making those noises before I do something I regret."
Kurt finally slipped his hands past the fabric of Blaine's jeans and boxers before grabbing at his ass. He felt Blaine bite down and suck at his neck again and he let out another moan. Blaine sat up and looked at him with darkened eyes.
"Baby, you're going to have to stop making those noises before I do something I regret." He heard in Blaine's voice, however his mouth didn't move.
Kurt shook his head as everything before him became blurry and his eyes shot open. He turned to find himself face to face with a shocked looking Blaine.
"I –uh um Blaine, morning!" Kurt sat up immediately embarrassment washing over him as he thought of what he had just dreamed of and he could feel himself blush from head to toe.
Blaine seemed to snap out of his trance as he sat up and faced Kurt before speaking again, "Sleep well?" He asked with a knowing smirk.
"Oh god!" Kurt put his head in his hands muttering nonsense about dying of embarrassment.
"No Kurt it's okay! We all have, those dreams." Blaine tried to comfort him but couldn't help from laughing.
Kurt lifted his head up to reveal his beet red face, "I –do I even want to know what I was doing?" he asked.
Now it was Blaine's turn to blush, "You were, um well you were making some, uh- some sounds." He grinned and looked anywhere but Kurt's eyes.
"Um, wh-what kind of sounds?"Kurt asked shyly although he already feared the answer.
"Well, there was -uh s-some um…moaning." He ducked his head once again, grinning and blushing like crazy.
"Oh my god! I can't believe I did- Blaine! Why are you smiling?" Kurt just looked bewildered. Here he was, the most embarrassing moment of his life and his best friend was just smiling at him!
"Kurt, don't you realize I'm just as embarrassed as you are?" He swore he would never stop blushing. "Do you not remember what it was I said that woke you up!"
Realization dawned on Kurt as he stared shocked at Blaine. That wasn't part of my dream! Holy shit!
"Kurt you really don't need to be embarrassed. I meant what I said, those noises were…hot." Blaine downcast his eyes again, the grin never leaving his face.
Kurt just sat there dumbfounded. Blaine Anderson just said I made hot sex noises. Is this real life right now?
Kurt looked up to find Blaine staring at him. They kept the eye contact for a while as silence filled the room and finally they both cracked grins and busted out laughing. Things couldn't be awkward around them, they were best friends.
Kurt just shook his head as their laughter died down. "Can we just forget this ever happened?"
Blaine nodded his head, "Agreed. We should probably go upstairs before everyone starts wondering where we are."
Kurt yawned and groaned as he stood up, "Was that hot enough for you?" he said with a wink and grin to Blaine before turning and running up the stairs.
"Uugghh," Blaine shook his head, this is going to be a long day.
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