Hi there!

I saw New Year's Eve yesterday and the ending was hilarious=) Why would they make the German title Happy New Year, though? It's not like that's any less English.. Finally going out for a bit of partying felt amazing and I feel like I'm ready for this week now!
I've already been studying hard today.. I have a very important exam coming up on Wednesday and that's why it will probably take me until after that to catch up here, I'm sorry for that! (Though I still feel like I'm doing alright considering everything, after all, I've only missed one day so far=))
Oh and the Do They Know It's Christmas video is adorable! I've been listening to the Christmas Album Volume 2 on repeat for weeks now and I just love it so much=)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

December 10th

Blaine woke up to the sound of his phone vibrating on the nightstand. He fumbled for the annoying thing to make it stop, which really wasn't necessary since it hadn't vibrated more than twice.

Blaine, who had been too much still asleep, only realised that when he looked at the display where it said that he had gotten a text from Kurt.

Why would he text him in the early morning hours? After all it was only, a look at the clock on his phone revealed, 10 o'clock on the dot. Okay, maybe it wasn't that early.

Kurt had probably been up for at least two hours and had only waited for it to be a decent time to text his boyfriend.

Good morning, sunshine! Yup, I totally know you were still sleeping… (cause 1. I know you and 2. I just drove by your house and the curtains were still drawn in your room=)) Btw, go take a look into your mailbox – xx

You should've just come up and brought it to my bed… 1. Cause I wouldn't have had to get out of my comfy bed and 2. Cause I would've gotten a good morning kiss from you – xx

1. I have plans for us and you would never get up on a Saturday morning if nobody forced you out of bed and 2. Face it, as much as I hate stereotypes, I'd be the Sleeping Beauty and you'd be Prince Charming – xx

Ps: if we can't find a third point, numbering them is seriously pointless and ridiculous

1. I'm gonna get up, 2. I'm gonna get that letter, 3. I'm gonna get back to bed, happy now?=) – xx

You've probably guessed that I'm rolling my eyes right now – xx

But you still love me, right? – xx

Even though you're incredibly needy, yes I do – xx

Blaine wrapped his blanket tight around his body and basically hopped down the stairs because of the lack of legroom that this provided.

He dropped the blanked at the door, ran to the mailbox to get the red envelope and wrapped himself back up in his blanket. He then fled the cold air that had come through the door during his short sprint to the mailbox and again snuggled into his bed where he still found traces of the warmth of his body that had been lying there just a minute ago.

Blaine tried opening the envelope with his teeth but when he miserably failed he unwillingly freed his hands from the warmth of the blanked.

The best thing about Christmas time comes today, sweet!

Love, Kurt

Blaine arrived at Kurt's house at two o'clock and was let in by Carole.

"Hi Carole," Blaine greeted, surprised that it wasn't Kurt opening the door, "But Kurt is here, right?"

"Yeah, come in, he's in the kitchen," she welcomed him in.

Blaine passed the living room on his way to the kitchen, where Burt and Finn were just watching a Buckeyes game. He stood in the doorframe for a while to see how his favourite football team was doing that afternoon.

Burt realised his presence first. "Hi Blaine, I hope you know what you're in for, Kurt's been occupying that kitchen all morning," he greeted his son's boyfriend.

Finn barely averted his eyes from the television when he said, "Yeah dude, good luck in there, you'll need it."

Blaine laughed at Kurt's brother and father who were in many ways so different from his boyfriend and continued his way to the kitchen.

He carefully opened the door, expecting the worst.

What Blaine had not expected was to be completely turned on by Kurt as soon as he saw him.

Kurt had his back turned against him, his hands working on some kind of dough. And not that Kurt's backside would forever be enough to turn him on – the sight of Kurt wearing an apron was not something Blaine could handle.

He couldn't make his legs work and go over to Kurt because to say that he was mildly distracted by his boyfriend's ass was quite the understatement.

Finally, Kurt was the one who turned around and Blaine was completely caught in the act because now he was staring at the front side of the white apron, quickly blushing at the thought of what was hidden beneath it.

"My eyes are up here," Kurt mocked and Blaine's face got even redder when he met Kurt's eyes.

Blaine went over to Kurt and pushed him up against the counter where he had been working, almost knocking over the bowl of dough. Kurt tangled his dirty fingers into Blaine's ungelled curls, pulling him even closer.

"Oh, I think I got flour into your hair," Kurt chuckled when he finally pulled away but Blaine looked like he couldn't care less with his cheeks still slightly red and lips still slightly parted from the kiss.

"Can you stop it with those outfits?" Blaine complained half-heartedly when he had calmed down from their heavy make-out session. "A kilt, that "likes boys" t-shirt and now skin tight jeans and an apron? You're trying to kill me, admit it."

Kurt just laughed and pecked Blaine on the lips. "At least it's not like I'm just a tease anymore, you're getting everything you want from me after all," Kurt chuckled and Blaine just groaned at the mere thought of it.

"But today we're making Christmas cookies," Kurt announced and began working on the dough again, announcing that he had finished a minute later.

He began rolling out the cookie dough and Blaine couldn't behave himself and wrapped his hands around Kurt's waist from behind, distracting him with his fingers against his stomach.

Kurt was being patient with his needy boyfriend today and simply handed him a cookie cutter, even granting him a kiss.

They were cutting cookies and Kurt constantly had to keep Blaine in check. That boy was a lot of work, always eating dough when he thought Kurt wasn't looking or trying to distract him from rolling out the cooking dough with his soft lips on his neck.

Thankfully, there was not much dough left and the first badge of cookies was already on the counter to cool off. Blaine was cutting the last few cookies while Kurt was preparing the icing for the first cookies. His boyfriend sneaked up behind him and dipped his index finger into the sugary deliciousness and pleasurably licked the sticky stuff off his fingers.

"You're such a tease," Kurt finally groaned, "Seriously, can't you just wait until we're finished here?"

Blaine chuckled, "Well, then we better hurry with this because we all know I can't behave and patience is definitely not one of my strong points."

Thank god it was Saturday and they had all the time in the world to finish up and then get on with whatever they were holding back now for the sake of their Christmas cookies.

We already made 6 different kinds of Christmas cookies so I thought it was time for the boys to get their baking on, it's Kurt we're talking about, after all=) Hope you enjoyed!