A/N:

I haven't uploaded in forever. I still suck. Exams suck even more. But yeah. Forgive me?

And again, totally epic response, so thanks!

Happy reading :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. You guys would never hear the end of it if I did, trust me.

By the end of the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie, Blaine had gone to the bathroom, complaining of needing to pee so badly he was 'pissing through his eyeballs', which in turn made Kurt laugh so hard he couldn't breathe, which made David shoot him in the head with a Nerf Gun. Kurt was still confused as to how he acquired one of those, but he actually valued his life, so he didn't dare to ask questions. Once Blaine came back from the bathroom, he lay back down on the couch with Kurt and this time, Kurt wrapped his arms around the shorter boy and Blaine laid his head against Kurt's chest, their legs tangled together as David put in the second pirates movie. With Kurt lazily playing with Blaine's curly hair and gently tracing patterns on his back, Blaine was asleep before they knew it. Wes and David didn't last much longer either, and Kurt resisted the urge to shoot David in the head with the Nerf Gun to get revenge for earlier.

Blaine shifted in his sleep and snuggled even closer to Kurt. He smiled in wonder at the boy who was asleep on his chest. He couldn't believe how well Blaine seemed to fit in his arms. And yes they were just friends and Blaine sleeping on him was totally platonic and blah, blah, blah. Kurt just wanted to enjoy this. He rested his head against Blaine's and drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.

Kurt woke up slowly, confused as to where he was for a moment, but then he remembered he was in Wes and Blaine's dorm and Blaine was asleep on top of him and looked adorable and excuse me morning boner, can you just fuck off because this is awkward.

"Dude, how are you even alive right now?" He heard Hayley ask from Wes's bed.

"What are you talking about?" Did she try to kill me in my sleep? Kurt thought.

"Blaine is like, the worst sleeper ever. He talks and flails and punches and kicks. I swear, one time I actually woke up with bruises."

"Really?" Kurt asked. Blaine looked peaceful enough to him.

"Yeah. I still haven't let him forget about that one. It makes excellent blackmail when I need it." Kurt chuckled.

"Hey, what's the time?" He asked, suddenly remembering his dad expected him to visit that day.

"It's eleven thir- FUCK!" Hayley suddenly exclaimed. She was out of bed in a flash, straightening her shirt and smoothing down her wavy hair.

"Dude," She said to Blaine, but he didn't stir.

"Joker!" She said even louder. Blaine moaned (which did nothing to help Kurt's boner situation) before wrapping his arms tighter around Kurt.

"BLAINE, GET UP!" She finally yelled. He groaned and opened his eyes, looking disorientated for a moment, before giving Kurt a sleepy but oh so adorable grin.

"Hi," he whispered, completely ignoring Hayley. Kurt couldn't help but to giggle at Blaine's bed-head.

"Hey."

"Yes, yes. You're both adorable. Now Blainers, it's 11.30, which means we gotta go," Hayley said hurriedly.

"Shit," Blaine sighted, his face falling back onto Kurt's chest.

'I'll meet you at home, alright?" Hayley said, grabbing her bag and moving to the window.

"Don't even think about it!" He exclaimed, sitting up suddenly. Hayley rolled her eyes.

"I can drive myself home, Blaine."

"We're not arguing about this, Hayley." She groaned before sitting on the windowsill.

"I really hate you, do you know that?"

"Then why did you wake me up?" He argued, moving over to his wardrobe. Kurt sat up reluctantly, already missing the warmth of Blaine on top of him (how bad did that sound. They weren't even dating for god's sake!). He grabbed his cell phone off the floor and found a few messages from an unknown number. He deleted those straight away. He was in such a good mood, and really didn't want anonymous assholes to ruin that for him. The final message he received was from his dad. He sighed. It looked like he had to hurry home as well.

"Because the parentals would have kicked my ass if you didn't come back to visit today." Hayley answered.

"True," Blaine said, quickly changing his shirt. Kurt tried his hardest not to stare at Blaine's shirtless body. Ok, that's a lie. He stared quite a bit. But come on. It was Blaine. Shirtless. Of course he was going to stare!

"Can you wake Wevid?" He asked, pulling on a jacket. Hayley smiled mischievously.

"With pleasure," she said, practically prancing over to the couch.

"Wevid?" Kurt asked, standing up and stretching.

"Easier than saying 'Wes and David' every single time," Blaine exclaimed. He blushed suddenly, and was about to say something else before Wes and David both screamed, as Hayley had decided to literally jump on them to wake them up.

"What the fuck, Hayley?" David exclaimed.

"Blaine told me to do it!"

"What the fuck, Blaine?"

"Are either of you two doing anything today?" Blaine asked while searching for his keys.

"I'm seeing my girlfriend, I think," David answered. Damn. Kurt forgot he had a girlfriend. Still, maybe he could set Mercedes up with another Dalton boy…

"Yeah, I'm free," Wes blurted out quickly, glancing at Hayley. Kurt resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Great. I need you to follow me to my place while I drive Harley," Blaine explained.

"I can drive Hayley if you-"

"Not this time, Wes. Look, you can even drive my car. Just don't hurt it." Kurt's eyes darted from the two boys to Hayley sitting on the windowsill, picking at her chipped black nail polish, in wonder. He wondered why she couldn't just drive herself, and why Blaine was always so worried about her. He must have missed something because when he started paying attention again, David had gone back to his and Kurt's dorm and Hayley was climbing out the window.

"I have to go. I'm sorry. I'll text you?" Blaine said, hugging Kurt quickly.

"Yeah, sure." Kurt said weakly.

"Awesome. I'll see you later," Blaine winked, before hurrying out the door with Wes. Kurt shook his head slowly before moving back to his own dorm. He couldn't help but to gasp in shock as he saw the reflection of his hair in the mirror, mentally kicking himself for not fixing it as soon as he woke up. Oh wait, I couldn't move. Blaine was sleeping on me. He entered his dorm in a daze, which he quickly snapped out of when he saw David's shit-eating grin.

"So… you and Blainers, huh?" David said, smirking.

"We're just friends, David."

"I saw you two spooning last night!"

"Well, you were spooning Wes. Are you telling me you two are dating now?"

"Touché."

"That's what I thought."

"But still… Safe sex, no regrets!" David yelled, throwing a condom at Kurt's face.

"DAVID!"

Kurt and Blaine hardly talked all week. To say that they were awkward would have been the understatement of the century. To be honest, Kurt was pissed off. So they slept together in the most innocent sense of the word. Who cares? In his defence, it was cold and Blaine started it. He finally got tired of having his best friend avoid him, so he decided to just go straight to Blaine's dorm and demand that they talk. And hopefully this time, no one is there to interrupt us.

He marched determinedly to Blaine's room and knocked on the door. After a short wait, Blaine threw the door open and stood there, staring at Kurt with a confused expression.

"Hey," Kurt said.

"Uh… Hi?" Blaine said, still looking incredibly confused. He was out of uniform, and was wearing baggy jeans and a Dalton hoodie.

"You're letting the curls out today? It looks good," Kurt said, glancing at his friend's hair.

"Thank you…?" The awkwardness was actually about to kill him.

"Hey, who was it?" Someone called, before coming to the door.

"Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed happily. Kurt looked wildly between the two identical boys standing in the door way.

"Oh right. Kurt, this is my brother, Everett. Ev, that's Kurt. He's the one you met on Skype last weekend?" Blaine explained. Recognition flashed across Everett's face, as he held out his hand for Kurt to shake.

"Nice to meet you again, Kurt," He said. They both sounded exactly the same.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too." Everett glanced between Kurt and his brother before smirking.

"Well, I'll leave you guys to it," He said before retreating back into Blaine's room, and pulling out his cell phone.

"So what's up?" Blaine asked.

"Nothing much. We just haven't really talked very much this week, so I was wondering if you wanted to hang out or something." Blaine winced slightly.

"Yeah, about that… Kurt, I'm so sorry. It's just that-" Blaine's phone rang loudly, interrupting them yet again.

Oh for fuck sake.

Blaine looked as annoyed as Kurt felt.

"One second." He rushed to his bed, and saw Hayley's name flashing.

"Everett, you didn't."

"I did no such thing," Everett answered innocently, shoving his phone back in his pocket.

"I actually-"

"Hate me right now? You know it's-"

"For my own good? Yeah right. Just-"

"Stay out of it? No can do, bro. Not until we-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. I still hate you though," Blaine said before answering his phone.

Kurt wasn't sure if he was supposed to hear that whole strange (and incredibly confusing) exchange (it sounded like Blaine was fighting with himself), but in his defence, they weren't really being quiet about it (how do they even do that freaky mind reading thing?), so he tried not to feel bad for eavesdropping.

He just waited at the door, wondering if it was alright for him to come in. Everett (was that even Everett? Oh god, trying to tell those boys apart was going to be interesting) waved him over.

"How's it going?" Everett asked.

"Pretty good, thanks," Kurt answered. And yep, it's awkward again.

"So, you and my brother, huh?" Ok, what?

"What do you mean?"

"How long have you guys been dating?"

"We're not dating…"

"Are you sure about that?"

"Positive. He's my best friend."

"Good. Now make sure you keep it that way."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I think it's best if you don't date my brother. At least not now. He really doesn't need another guy to fuck him over."

"I would never do that to him."

"You better not. I like you, Kurt. You seem cool. But if you break my brother's heart, I'm going to have to break your face. You know that, right?" Kurt tried not to look too nervous.

"Well, nothing is going to happen, so there will be no need for that." Everett smirked, and was about to say something else before Blaine walked back into the room.

"Sorry about that. Wanna get coffee or something? We can talk then."

"Sounds great," Kurt answered quickly, looking relieved. Blaine looked questioningly between his brother and his best friend. Kurt looked worried and Everett looked innocent, which automatically means he's done something wrong. Blaine decided not to ask now, and grabs his blazer and wallet, and leads Kurt out of the room.

"Nice talking to you, Kurtsie!" Everett called after them, and Blaine gave him a death glare before closing the door. Everett smirked again, pulling out his phone and quickly typed out a message.

TO: Harley Quinn

Phase One: Scare Him Shitless?

Complete.

The kids tough, Hails. I'll give him that.

Commence Phase Two?

- Ev xo

The reply came through not even a minute after he sent the message.

FROM: Harley Quinn

Good work, Ev.

And I know what you mean. Maybe he'll make it through our tests. Just maybe.

Phase Two begins on Saturday. Be ready.

- Hayley xx

Everett smiled. Oh it was so on.

Ooh! What are they planning? It's nothing bad, I promise!

I'm writing chapter eight right now, so I'll get that up as soon as possible. My exams are starting tomorrow though, so we'll just have to see :(

Anyway, review if you wish, though, it would be lovely if you did, and I'll update as soon as I can!

Thanks for reading!

- Lily xx

P.S. THEY ARE IN LOVE. THEY ARE SO IN LOVE AND THEY ARE GOING TO GET MARRIED AND MOVE TO NEW YORK AND HAVE BEAUTIFUL ADOPTED BABIES AND EVERYTHING IS KLAINE IN LOVE AND NOTHING EVEN HURTS.

(Yeah, I really enjoyed the ending of the season finale, as you can see!)