...I don't even know. I have no idea where this came from.. I guess I just felt like writing a little fluffy pre-Klaine fic. Well, enjoy, my dears.

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Goodnight

Kurt heard a soft knock against his door. He pulled it open to reveal Blaine, pajamas soaked and sticking to his body. Which Kurt was not currently staring at. Nope. Not at all. Kurt raised a brow, but Blaine only shook his head, signifying that he would explain later. He let Blaine in wordlessly, going to his dresser to find him fresh clothes to borrow. Blaine took them with a whispered "thanks" before hurrying into the bathroom. Kurt returned to his bed where he had been doing his math homework. He soon heard the bathroom door open and shut quietly.

"Well?" Kurt asked, not looking up from his paper filled with equations. "What did they do this time?" Blaine sighed, plopping down next to him on the bed.

"They thought it would be fun to have a water balloon fight," he said, irritation rising in his voice. "One where they only throw them at me, and I am left without ammo. Inside. While I was trying to do my homework." He rolled his eyes. "They got water all over my bed."

Kurt laughed a little, finally glancing up from his work. His breath caught in his throat. Blaine's hair, still a little damp, was wildly curly, sticking up at odd angles in some places. Kurt had never seen him without the copious amounts of gel before, and he had to admit he was pleasantly surprised. With his wide, hazel eyes, his thick, triangle eyebrows that only he could pull off, and his head of curls, Blaine looked positively adorable.

Blaine noticed Kurt's lack of response and followed his gaze. He slapped his hands over his head, trying to hide his hair from view. "Oh god, I totally forgot about what my hair must look like!" He rambled, face heating up. "I'm so sorry you have to see it like this, it must look hideous.." Kurt covered his mouth with his hand, effectively silencing him.

"Blaine, shut up," Kurt ordered. "You look fine. I actually like your hair better this way, rather than with all the gel in it. You could wax your legs with all the product you put in there. And I've seen your legs. They're hairy." Blaine scowled and gave him a light shove. They smiled at each other for a moment before Blaine finally broke the comfortable silence.

"Kurt," he began. "Do you think I could crash here tonight? I really don't feel like sleeping on a drenched bed..and Wes and David may decide to pelt me with balloons some more." He frowned, looking around at Kurt's room. He had a single since he had transferred in the middle of the year. There was only one bed. "I.. I could sleep on the floor. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable.." He trailed off when he caught Kurt's expression.

"Blaine, it's fine. We can share a bed, it's not a big deal." He shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. While in actuality his heart was beating double time and his stomach was doing back flips. He started to pack up his homework, shoving his things into his bag. "I'm kind of tired. Do you wanna go to bed now, or do something else first?"

"Wha-? Uh, now's fine." Blaine's mind was reeling. He was about to sleep in the same bed as Kurt. He shook his head a little, trying to get his thoughts together. He slipped into the bed after Kurt, trying to get into a comfortable position without touching him too much. After about five minutes of tossing and turning, he rolled to face Kurt's back. He looked at his friend's lying form for a few moments, making a decision.

Screw it.

He scooted closer to Kurt until his chest was pressed flush against his back. He wound his arms around Kurt's waist and rested his head on his shoulder. He sighed contentedly.

"Night, Kurt."

Kurt's eyes had flashed open in shock the moment Blaine's chest had touched his back. He couldn't believe it. Blaine was.. spooning him. He stiffened for a second before relaxing into Blaine's touch. Even if they were only friends..this felt nice. It was nice to be held. Especially by Blaine. His eyes fluttered closed. He could get used to this.

"Night Blaine."

I'm sorry if this doesn't even make any sense.. I was pretty tired when I wrote it.. But, I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. R&R? (: