Chap 15:

BLAINES POV

Kurt looked at me with this curious eyes. That killed me, each and every time. I wonder if he knew what he was doing.

"So… What should we do now?" We both chuckled, because we were both thinking the same exact thing. "Kurt, I hope you know that I didn't bring you here to take advantage of your weak emotional state." Kurt smiled. "No, you brought me here to replenish it, and for that I thank you." He kissed me.

We both stood up and Kurt started moving me towards the bed. I was not expecting this, at all, especially tonight. We laid down. "Kurt are you sur-?" "Shh." He kept kissing me. "Cause I mea-." He kissed me again, interrupting me. Well. I guess that meant it was okay. I moved to get comfortable. "Is that okay?" "Yes, now shush so I can kiss you."
Everything was perfect, until, of course,

"MUAAAH"
"OH GOD"

Wes and David were at the door. Kurt and I rolled our eyes, and I opened the door. "I see you understand the meaning of Do Not Disturb quite well."
"Yep!" They were grinning like idiots. "Can we come in? We've got Priscilla." I turned towards Kurt. "What do you think? Shall we grace them with our presence?" Kurt laughed. "They've got Priscilla, I can't turn that down." And so all of a sudden it was a movie night.

KURTS POV

We snuggled up as Wes and David sat on the floor. The Adventures of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert was not something any sane gay man could pass up. Wes and David were, surprisingly engrossed, even though they're as straight as uncooked spaghetti. I whispered in Blaine's ear, so that they couldn't hear a thing.

"You know, earlier?"
He chuckled. "You think I'd forget?"
"Just saying, I would have topped you."

Blaine burst out laughing, and Wes and David looked back, confused.
I blushed. But what? It was true!

Priscilla ended and the night came to a close. Wes and David made their way out the door, reciting innuendos and dirty jokes a plenty.

We thought about picking up where we left off, but we were both so tired now. The movie tuckered us out. We both got ready for bed, and I borrowed some pajamas from Blaine. I liked wearing his clothes, they smelt like him.

We went to bed, like an old married couple, and cuddled til we fell asleep.

I wouldn't have been able to get through tonight without him. He's perfect.