Kurt woke up with his face pressed into the pillow. Turning over, gasping for air, he squinted into the darkness, confused. The spot next to him was empty. Blaine was gone. It was, however, still warm, so it could not have been long since he left. Kurt rubbed his eyes and crawled out of the blanket fort, his thoughts still dazed with sleep. As he padded barefoot into the living room, he noticed the illuminating green clock on the microwave revealing the time to be 3.40am. Kurt filled a glass with water and leaned against the kitchen counter to clear his head. Why had Blaine left? It was not as though they had planned to fall asleep together, but the least he could have done was to leave him a message or something, telling him where he had gone. Just as feelings of doubt and hurt started seeping into his brain did he notice the silhouette of someone sitting on the small porch outside the living room. Kurt had to take a moment to collect himself, before softly opening the door.

Blaine was absolutely breathtaking; his face illuminated by the city lights that made his eyelashes cast long shadows down his face, his eyes huge with longing and adoration. Even though the porch had heating, Blaine was snuggled into a big blanket, his feet propped up on the railing, and he turned his head as he heard Kurt's arrival.

"Hi," Kurt breathed, standing awkwardly by the bench. Blaine lifted one arm in invitation, and he slung the blanket over him as Kurt settled close by his side, his head dropping onto Blaine's shoulder. They sat like that for a while, snuggled together on Kurt's sixth story porch, gazing over the skyline of New York - warm despite the cold wind. Eventually, Blaine used his phone to type out a message, holding it up for Kurt to read.

"I woke up thirsty, and then I noticed the view. I haven't had the chance to see the city like this for a while."

"It's stunning," Kurt whispered.

That was all that needed to be said. And as he once again felt Blaine's hand hesitantly slipping into his own, threading their fingers together, Kurt gathered up all the courage he could muster and leaned in to press his lips softly – barely even there – to Blaine's cheek, before blushing and staring determinedly straight ahead. And from the corner of his eye he could see Blaine's face spreading into a smile so bright it put all of New York to shame.

"-OH, THIS HAS GOTTA BE A GOOD LIFE, THIS HAS GOTTA BE THE GOOD LIFE, THIS COULD REALLY BE THE GOOD LIFE; GOOD LIFE, GOOD LIFE-"

Kurt spun around, giggling as he spilled batter over his pants, singing by his heart's means as he flipped another pancake onto the platter

He guessed it was just something about waking up in the arms of the amazing, kind, sweet, wonderful, perfect man he had a crush on, his soft curls tickling his face, and being pulled closer when he tried to get up, that put him in kind of a good mood. Kind of fantastic mood. Kind of the best mood he had ever been in. And God, he loved this song.

. "-WHAT IS THERE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT?"

As the song faded out and ended, Kurt slung his arms out, splashing batter from the spatula in his hands all over the walls, and giving a deep bow to his invisible audience. He jumped about three feet in the air as he hear clapping coming from the hallway. Leaning against the doorway, with a gigantic smile that made his eyes crinkle, stood Blaine, sleep muzzled and sated, clapping enthusiastically, his eyes trained on Kurt.

"Blaine! How long have you been standing there?" Kurt felt his face turn red, "Oh God, did I wake you? I woke you, didn't I? I'm so sorry!" Blaine's smile just widened, and he walked over to Kurt, throwing his arms around him and pulled him into a big hug. Kurt's heart nearly exploded. Shit, he smells amazing.

Blaine pulled away after a long minute and stared at him for a while, before leaning in and pressing a light kiss on Kurt's forehead. Kurt couldn't keep from breaking into a goofy smile, his face undoubtedly bright pink. What the hell had he done to deserve this?

"I made pancakes."

this is the fluffiest story I've ever written, oh man! the song is good life by one republic :) THANK YOU FOR READING I LVOE YOU