A/N: It took me forfreakingever to figure out where I wanted to go with this chapter… I'm still not sure if I like it.
I think there will be about two/three more chapters of this, depending on how my plots work out.
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To say that Blaine had sunk into a depression after his father passed would be a bit of an understatement. Luckily for him, the semester didn't start for another few weeks, so he didn't need to go anywhere.
Unfortunately, this also meant lots and lots of eating and watching TV, because he had nothing better to do; which led to him feeling worse about himself.
He was halfway through his third box of thin mints (and a Jersey Shore marathon), when Kurt unexpectedly came home early.
"Shit." He muttered, when he heard the front door's lock open.
"Hi sweetheart, I hope you don't mind that I grabbed dinner without calling first…" Kurt said, looking down on the couch at his boyfriend, who was currently surrounded by empty boxes of cookies and snuggled under a blanket.
"Hi." Blaine said, quietly. "Oh, don't apologize for that."
"Okay, I got out of work early and wasn't sure if you'd be hungry or not." Kurt said, smiling. "But, I can clearly see you aren't, so I'll just put this in the fridge and join you on the couch."
About a half hour later, the two boys were still cuddled on the couch, clothes strewn across the general area; Kurt asleep, Blaine still watching TV. Kurt stirred for a minute, and then wrapped his arms around Blaine. I guess I can deal with this… Blaine thought.
"mmmm" Kurt mumbled, still asleep. He moved again and wrapped his arms tighter around Blaine's middle.
And then, it got slightly awkward.
Kurt must've been having a dream that turned him on, because Blaine started to feel Kurt's erection against his lower back. He didn't know what else to do, so he pried himself from Kurt's grasp, and got up to grab a container of Chinese food from the kitchen. "Blaine?" Kurt sleepily mumbled. "wheresyougo?"
"What the hell was that about?" Kurt asked, strolling into the kitchen later on, after he woke up. "What was what about?" Blaine said, stuffing the last of his spring rolls in his mouth.
"Earlier, when we were napping on the couch and I pulled you closer and wanted to cuddle and you just pushed me away and got up.""I just didn't feel like cuddling."
"That's bullshit and you know it." Kurt said, walking over to his boyfriend to hug him from behind. Blaine blushed and tried to pull away.
"You're still ashamed about this, aren't you?" almost immediately he slipped his hand under Blaine's shirt.
"I told you, I like what I see, and I meant every word."