A/N: Thanks for all the nice reviews! ^^ Looks like you're, after all, going to get some more of it, whether you want it or not. No idea how much, but at least two chapters! Feel free to send your ideas or wishes if you have some! ^^ Thanks a lot, you made my day ^^ I tried to read it carefully through, hope there's not too many mistakes ^^
I woke up with Kurt's right arm tightly around me. I breathed in slowly and tried to remain really silent. I didn't want to wake up Kurt yet, I had no idea of the time but I didn't think it was late enough to get up on a Saturday-morning. Also, I had the whole house to myself, so no one else was going to wake us up; we could sleep as long as we wanted. I could've laid all day in this bed, just being close with Kurt.
I could feel Kurt's stomach against my back, I couldn't help but smile. Just knowing how awesome he looked there, laying right behind me. I knew how his face looked at this very moment, Kurt for one looked extremely cute while sleeping. I usually ended up snoring or drooling, but he managed to do it the pretty way. Never to mention how awesome he looked otherwise.
I closed my eyes again and let the sweet feeling of safety take over my body. I had slept well, for once, really well. Kurt had the power to make the ghosts of the past disappear. The terrible nightmares had been away for some years, but for some reason they had returned, now stronger than ever. I got beaten up, tortured, burned or killed every single night. Kurt was the only one that was able to make the shadows dance in someone else's corners.
And besides, all of Kurt's awesomeness could not be seen by eyes. He was the nicest guy I had ever known, always kind to everyone. I was able to tell everything to him, because I knew he always had the time to listen. And he cared. It was nice to feel loved. Having such a deep connection with someone blew my mind every day. The only thing that was missing was a little bit of romance.
It was easy to tell the exact moment when Kurt woke up, interrupting my daydreaming. When he woke up, he jumped away from me, almost fell from the bed. This wasn't the first time we woke up like this, Kurt had been shocked every single time. Or maybe shocked wasn't the best word, maybe he was surprised about how we had moved during the night.
I decided to play a little game this time; I pretended I was still asleep and had no idea in what kind of a position we had slept in. Kurt was always so nice, trying to apologize his behavior time and time again, even though I had said numerous times that it was OK. I hadn't exactly told how much I liked it, but I had mentioned that it made me feel safe. Pretending that I was still asleep was anyway so much easier. And it prevented Kurt from seeing anything too revealing from my eyes.
Kurt got up and out of my room, I presumed he went to the toilet. I decided to magically 'wake up' while he was away, got up from the bed as well and went to my closet to get some clothes. There were quite some butterflies in my stomach, I suddenly remembered what I had decided last night. At bright daylight I didn't feel too good about the whole idea of telling to Kurt about my feelings; I was sure it was going to fail. Kurt would deny me for sure. In the kindest way ever imaginable, of course, he still was my sweet Kurt, but I knew he was going to turn me down.
If I were to tell to Kurt, I should form it carefully. Not just say it out loud. It needed beautiful frames and some quality painting, the AIHE itself was already pretty. Or maybe it would be good just to say it straight, I had always been bad in trying to go around things. Right now I could've used another close friend, just to have another brain to share my concern. Someone to help a bit with thinking about what I should say. I had the world's most perfect boy next to me and I wanted him to know that I saw him that way.
I was still standing topless when Kurt returned to my room. I tried to decide fast which shirt to wear, but it wasn't too easy. I had too many shirts in the closet and thoughts in my mind, plus I knew that Kurt was now staring at me, me and my imperfect body.
"Good morning, I hope I didn't wake you up but I really needed to use the toilet," Kurt smiled at me.
"Morning! No, I suppose you didn't, I think I woke up by myself. I just noticed that you weren't there by my side when I woke up," I complained.
"Well, one has the need to use the toilet every once in a while," Kurt said and sat on the bed. I finally managed to decide a shirt for today, pulled it over my head and sat next to Kurt. I couldn't really tell him not to fulfill his human needs and had nothing more to say.
I leaned to Kurt, he lifted his arm on me, leaned his head gently to mine.
"Thanks. Once again I wish I knew why only you are able to help me sleep well. Slept like a baby last night," I said.
"Well, probably it's then just my magic then. I slept well too," Kurt responded.
"To be honest, in a way I wish that you'll never find a boyfriend," other than me. "You wouldn't be able to save me every once in a while."
"Depends on if he has a fetish of watching me sleep with other guys," Kurt stated. I laughed whole-heartedly, I loved Kurt's sense of humor.
For a while it felt like I had something extra in my throat, I had remembered my decision again. I still had no idea about how to actually tell it to Kurt. I had never said to anyone that I loved them, neither had anyone ever said that they loved me. Oh well, mum and dad had said it, but it was a totally different thing, it didn't count. I looked at Kurt, he was explaining something while changing his clothes, I hoped it was nothing too important; I had forgotten to listen to him. Staring at him was more than enough to make me absent-minded.
After having some breakfast we decided to go for a walk. I was almost about to suggest a movie when Kurt reminded me that he had to leave in about two hours.
"In a way it's nice to have family-evenings every once in a while. Besides, dad was talking about him paying for everything tonight," Kurt smiled wide and winked his eye at me.
I had forgotten all about Kurt's plans, remembered only after Kurt mentioned it that they were going out to have dinner and then see a movie together.
"I kind of wish that we'd have that kind of evenings too, even like once in two months or so," I sighed.
"Oh, feel free to join! I'm sure that dad and Carole wouldn't mind, Finn would be nothing but delighted to see you again, it has been a while. You haven't seen him at all after he returned from the trip with Rachel, have you? They sure had some extra-ordinary moments," Kurt got excited.
I turned my head slowly from side to side; even though it sounded nice, I didn't want to be the fifth wheel of the vehicle.
"Thanks for the invite, but I think it's better to let you guys have the family-evening by yourselves. It's better that way," I added when I saw the look on Kurt's face.
"But you're all alone here," Kurt claimed.
I nodded and shrugged my shoulders. Mum and dad were on a work-trip, Everett was at a football-camp.
"I'll survive. You just go and have fun with your family. Want to come over afterwards?" I asked.
"Sure. To be honest, we should probably move in together," Kurt said.
I tripped and almost fell on my face, but luckily Kurt managed to grab my arm and help me to regain balance.
"Excuse me?" I asked, stopped walking and looked at Kurt.
"I just said that we should probably move in together," he repeated. Was this one of his personal ways of saying something special?
"Why?" I asked, couldn't form a better question at the time.
"We sleep together almost every night, which is nice, by the way. Wouldn't it be easier to stay at one place and assume that we'd anyway sleep in the same bed?" Kurt laughed. I tried to relax and laugh with him, but the shock had been quite big.
"Well, that's true," I said and gulped. It was about time.
We continued walking slowly, I kept staring at the ground, tried to collect my thoughts. Now, now it was about time to open my mouth.
"Kurt, do you know... do you know..." that I happen to love you? "Do you know what we got for homework from biology?"
Kurt looked at me like I was a lunatic, he even touched my forehead with his back of the hand.
"Blaine, dear, do you have fever? How should I know what you got for homework, have you forgot that I transferred back to McKinley three weeks ago?" Kurt asked, looking concerned.
"Oh, that's true," I admitted and tried to come up with something clever to save the situation. "I do feel a bit strange, to be honest. I don't think it's fever, though."
Kurt stopped at once and held my arm.
"Mister Anderson, why haven't you told me that? I've been so blind, that's why you've been acting so weird all day. How does it feel strange?" he asked, almost fiercely.
"My stomach feels a bit weird, but I don't think it's anything," I tried to cool him down. It was actually the sole truth, I just happened to know why I felt this way.
"OK, that's it, we're going to your home and you're going back to bed. I'll just call dad and tell that you're sick, they can go without me," Kurt said and started searching for his mobile.
"No, no! I'll go to rest and sleep, you go. There's nothing you can do while I rest, right? I'll survive," I said hastily.
Kurt looked at me, evaluated my physical being and changed his weight from one feet to another.
"If you promise to stay in bed all the time I'm away. Or you are probably allowed to use the toilet, if you really must," he added.
"I promise," I said and allowed him to lead me back home.
Kurt still called Burt and asked them to wait a bit more, he wanted to make some food for me. I tried to mutter that he didn't need to cook for me but he didn't listen. I thought that it was easier to just do as he told me to, I went to my room, changed my pyjamas back on and laid on bed.
"Now you're just going to take it easy, I'll make some soup for you, bring some here and then leave," Kurt said and looked like he was thinking about something. "I should probably allow you to go to the kitchen as well, no use of making food to you if you're not allowed to go get more of it."
I nodded at him and lifted the blanket on me. I kicked it off at the very moment Kurt left the room, it was pretty hot inside. I rose to sit on my bed, this wasn't quite what I had thought of. Plus why on Earth had I chickened out and talked about homework instead of love? Out of all things, homework?
At the same time I was also happier than I probably should've been, I knew that Kurt was going to return to me. He did think that I was ill, but maybe later I could tell him more about the disease. At least I had now more time to think. It wasn't easy, trying to concentrate; Kurt got me distracted just with being alive.
As I heard Kurt getting closer to my room, I quickly went under the blanket again. I didn't know whether I should've looked sick or healthy, so I just laid there and looked sheepishly at him.
"The soup is ready. I hope it was OK to use the chicken that was in the fridge, I wanted to make you some chicken soup," Kurt apologized.
"I would've said if it wasn't OK. Thank you, you're a sweetheart," I said and lifted myself, maybe I was allowed to sit while eating. At least Kurt said nothing but gave me the plate with soup in it.
For a while he was just staring at me, I tried to figure out what was in his mind. Soon I realized that he wanted me to eat, I quickly took the spoon to my hand and started eating.
Kurt looked satisfied, he sat next to me and stroke my hair.
"Are you sure you feel good enough? I can still call and ask us to go on a different day, I can stay with you," Kurt offered with a quiet voice.
"I'm sure about it! You just go and send my greetings to all of them," I smiled.
"OK, if you really say so. I'll come over as soon as I can," Kurt promised, hugged my and kissed my forehead.
I watched him leave, got up and walked to the window. I hoped he didn't look up and see me at the window, I didn't want to get reprimands. I followed how he sat to his car, started the engine and left. I sighed and walked around the room. Now I had some more time to figure out what to say. Too bad I still had no idea how I should form the thing.