Dislaimer: Glee belongs to FOX, the writers, producers, actors, etc. I am making no money from this, and no copywrite infringement is intended. All quotes were found online and are attributed to their authors if I could find them.

AN: It's just too easy to write cute moments for them. Hope everyone continues to enjoy!

Rated M for eventual sexual situations between two males, although I don't get nearly as descriptive as many of the fics I've read.

Reference: The start of Klaine's first weekend together after Kurt returns to McKinley (Born This Way)


Fade Into You

By Lady Callista

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"If you were a window and I was the rain, I'd pour myself out and wash off the pain.

I'd fall like a tear so your light could shine through, Then I'd just fade into you." from Fade Into You by Clare Bowen

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Chapter 3: Perfect to Me

The hands on the kitchen clock had barely shifted since Kurt last looked at it, and he resisted the illogical urge to shake it to make sure it was working. He compromised by turning his phone on to double check the time. It was still only two minutes after he had last checked, and at least five minutes before he could possibly expect Blaine based on the time he had texted that he was heading over.

He fluttered around the kitchen, straightening things that were already perfect and running his fingers over imagined smudges.

He paced into the living room, rearranging throw pillows for the tenth time that morning, then fidgeting with the stack of DVD's sitting on the table.

His dad was at his auto shop and would be till at least noon, and Carole was out of town for a few days visiting her sister. Finn was at the gym with a bunch of the football team, and that always meant hours.

Which meant that once Blaine showed up, they would have at least two hours completely alone.

Kurt still couldn't quite believe his dad was okay with that, but he had been. Burt's exact words had been that he trusted him, and that the one time he had met Blaine he had seemed like a good boy, if a bit pushy, and that he had liked him.

Kurt felt his face flush, even all these months later, at the memory of the discussion that had come about because of that one meeting. The thought that his face was flushing made him dash to the entryway and the mirror, even as he wondered in the back of his head why he was this nervous. It was just Blaine, who had certainly seen him blush before. In fact, nowadays he was usually the cause.

It was just that he hadn't seen him in five days, which was the longest they had been apart since they started dating.

He felt the jolt go through him when he heard the beep-beep of a car locking outside, and focused on the mirror again. Hair, perfect. Clothes, which had been changed three times, perfect. Skin, still slightly red, but Blaine had commented once how cute he looked when he blushed.

Even remembering the comment, made weeks ago when they were driving from Dalton to Lima for the weekend and singing "Perfect" to each other, made him flush deeper. He just wasn't used to hearing things like that.

He took a deep breath, then another.

The doorbell had barely finished ringing when Kurt swung open the front door. "Hi."

"Hi." Blaine's voice was quiet, almost shy.

Kurt smiled then, eyes roving the boy's face as if they had been separated for five weeks instead of five days. He reached out, taking one of Blaine's hands and drawing him into the room, automatically closing the door with his free hand before using it to take Blaine's other hand. "I missed you."

Blaine smiled then, although not the full, joyous smile that Kurt was used to seeing. He sounded reserved and maybe even a little nervous when he said softly, "I missed you, too."

Kurt cocked his head curiously, trying to figure out what was wrong. Blaine was like Kurt had never seen him, all his normal confidence and charisma subdued, but he couldn't figure out why. Finally he simply asked, "What's the matter?"

Blaine blushed, dropping Kurt's hands and looking away. "Nothing."

"Hey." Kurt murmured softly, reaching out to gently catch Blaine's chin and turn his face back. "It's me."

"I just missed you so much." Blaine admitted softly. "And I was afraid that, well, now that you're back with all your friends, that you might not…"

Kurt felt understanding wash over him as Blaine trailed off, and he stepped closer, shifting his hand from Blaine's chin to the side of his neck. "I told you I'm never saying goodbye to you. Even with talking every day, I still missed you. Remember how you said you still get me on weekends? My friends get that. And there's no where I'd rather be than here, and no one I'd rather be with."

Blaine finally smiled then, the full, adorable smile that reached his eyes and set them twinkling. His voice was still soft, but Kurt could see that it was affection rather than nervousness now as he replied, "Me either."

"Besides, I can't do this with my friends." With those soft words, Kurt leaned in for a gentle kiss. At first it was just their lips brushing, becoming reacquainted after nearly a week apart. Then from one instant to the next both the physical and emotional sensations swept through them, and their mouths opened, tongues tangling and heads tilting even as their arms slid around each other.

Kurt lost himself in the kiss, in the heat of the hands trailing over his back, in the feel of Blaine's muscles shifting under his own hands. Although he knew distantly that his feet were moving, that Blaine was shifting them, it didn't seem important. Nothing else mattered as long as they were kissing.

Then two things happened at once. The kiss deepened even more, growing more heady and passionate than they had ever dared before, and Kurt felt a bolt of heat shoot through him as his back hit the door.

A second later Blaine's body was pressed fully against his, and Kurt broke the kiss with a gasp as their arousals pressed against each other for the first time.

Blaine realized the problem immediately, shifting his hips back and resting his forehead against Kurt's, both of them breathing deeply. His voice was deeper than normal as he breathed, "Got carried away. Sorry."

"Don't be." Kurt whispered back, using the hand already on Blaine's shoulder to move the shorter boy back just enough for their eyes to meet. Nerves and fear still swirled with the heat in the stomach, but the fact that the heat was still there told him something. "It's just…baby penguin. Baby steps."

"I know that, I…" Blaine took a deep breath, sliding his arms out from between Kurt and the door and taking a small step back. "I know that in my head, and I never, never want to push you. It's just that when you touch me, when we're kissing, I…"

"I like that you want me that much." Kurt admitted quietly when Blaine trailed off with a blush, knowing that his own face was heating with the confession. "I never thought anyone would. I just, I'm not ready for..."

"I know, I know." Blaine reached out, linking their hands at their sides, leaning in not for a kiss, but to rest their foreheads together again. "I'm not ready for… for everything either. More than anything, I just love spending time with you. It doesn't matter if we're making out or just getting coffee."

Kurt smiled then, still barely able to believe that he had found someone this perfect. Sex was all most of the guys at school seemed to talk about, and want, but he could see in Blaine's eyes that he was being completely honest. He really was okay with things proceeding at Kurt's speed; all he cared about was that they were together.

"How about somewhere in the middle?" Kurt asked, dropping one of Blaine's hands even as he used the other to pull him into the living room. "Cuddling while we watch a movie?"

"Sounds perfect." Blaine replied easily, settling himself on the couch when Kurt pointed at the movies on the table. He picked them up and started to look through them. "Which one?"

"Whatever you want." Kurt found himself grinning when Blaine handed him Breakfast at Tiffany's without hesitation. "Really? It's one of my favorite movies, but I didn't know if you would want to watch it."

"It's been a few years since I've seen it, but it was pretty good." Blaine replied as Kurt put the movie in before settling down next to him on the couch, grabbing the remote to start the movie.

Blaine shifted until his back was resting on the mound of pillows on the arm of the couch, smiling fondly as Kurt curled his legs up onto the couch before leaning in to rest his head on Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine adjusted automatically, letting his arm wrap around Kurt's shoulders even as Kurt's arm came around his waist. He dropped a kiss on Kurt's forehead as the boy shifted to rest his head over Blaine's heart, and let the fingers of his free hand trail lightly over the arm around his waist.

Kurt let out a long sigh as he cuddled in. He didn't let himself think about the fact that they only had two days together before there would be another five apart. He didn't let himself think about anything but the boy currently holding him.

Because there was no place more perfect than in Blaine's arms, and when he was there nothing else mattered.