I just had to do one more chapter. One more beautiful fluffy chapter.
The Warblers got back to Dalton very late that Saturday night…or was it Sunday morning? Nobody knew, but it was pitch black out. Between drowsy Reed in his arms and the Twins still bouncing around carrying dozens of paintings, Shane was having a very difficult time making his way towards Windsor. The Stuarts and Hanovers separated from the group (Charlie with them, having appointed Blaine temporary prefect in order to come sleep in the same bed as Justin again) and the Windsors opened their door and went inside.
Shane carried Reed upstairs and into his white cushioned room, placing him on the bed. Reed struggled to open his eyes. "Pajamas…"
"Shh… I'm getting them for you." Shane went into Reed's huge closet and grabbed the blue cotton pajamas that he absolutely loved on Reed. When he turned around, Reed was attempting to undo his buttons. Shane quickly helped him out of his shirt, blushing and just concentrating on the buttons.
Reed made a few disgruntled noises at first but eventually sat back, just moving his arms for Shane to pull his white shirt off and pull the blue cotton one on.
"Shane?" he asked quietly.
"Yeah?" Shane grabbed Reed's brush and sat behind him, starting to comb his curls.
"Do y-you…love me?"
Shane stopped halfway through one of Reed's curls, looking at the beautiful boy. His eyes were halfway shut; his head was lolling on Shane's lap. His creamy skin was flushed with pink, a color matched in his slightly parted lips. Reed looked up at him fully, confused. "Shane?"
Shane leaned down and kissed him gently. "Of course I do."
Reed smiled, making Shane's heart stop. "Good. Because I do too." He touched his cheek.
Shane kissed his fingers but continued brushing his hair. "Let me take care of you, baby." Reed closed his eyes obediently, letting Shane finish it off. "Why don't you ever paint yourself?" Shane asked quietly, combing his fingers through Reed's hair.
Reed shrugged. "Don't have the self-esteem for it, I guess."
Shane shook his head, laughing slightly. "I love you anyways."
Reed smiled happily, pulling Shane down for a kiss. "Cuddle with me."
"Hold on." Shane moved off the bed, changing quickly into a t-shirt and sweatpants. He turned around to see Reed quickly averting his eyes, a blush coloring his face. Shane smirked. "You were staring at me, weren't you?"
"How can I not?" Reed mumbled.
Shane laughed and sat on the bed, pulling up the covers for Reed to sleepily crawl inside. Reed looked up at Shane with his Bambi eyes, holding out his arms. "Shane…"
The younger Anderson quickly got under the covers with him, flipping the light next to the bed off. Reed nuzzled into his chest, and Shane rested his head in the beautiful strawberry-blonde curls.
"Love you…" Reed mumbled.
"Love you too." Shane said, but Reed was already fast asleep. "So much…"