Hello here's Chapter 13 I hope you like it!

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I woke up slowly. My arms were wrapped around a warm body. It was extremely weird to feel someone this close to me. Kurt was still here with me. I smiled a little, still trying to shake off the groggy feeling that came with waking up. I thought it might've been a dream until Kurt kicked the blankets off and kicked me in the process. Definitely not a dream. The pain was real. Owe, I didn't want to wake Kurt. I moved one of my hands from around his midsection and bit the meaty part if my palm to keep quiet. Kurt murmured in his sleep, shifting closer to me. I stayed incredibly still. Part of me still didn't believe that this could be real. I mean Kurt was really here in my bed with me. It was so hard for my mind to believe, but here he was in my arms. It was real. I pulled him tighter to me, not wanting to lose any of the closeness or warmth. I'd be fine if we stayed in bed all day. I wonder if that could be accomplished. Kurt Hummel was in my bed, in my arms, and was my boyfriend. Unless I dreamed that last part then this was a very cruel dream. I tightened my hold on Kurt who groaned in his sleep. I loosened my grip. I didn't want to squeeze him to death. It was hard to resist holding him tighter. I wanted to make sure this was really happening.

Kurt started stretching in my grasp and I reluctantly let him go. His big blue eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smiled upturned the corners of his mouth, his cheek still had the imprint from the pillow. It was so cute. I couldn't resist I leaned down and kiss him on the lips, just a light brush. It left me wanting more, I pulled away. "Morning," Kurt said. His voice was a little lower than normal.

I smiled widely. "Good morning."

We stared at each for a while the silence going on and on. I didn't know what to say. This whole situation was still trying to find room in my brain. "Dave?"

"Hmmm?"

Kurt pinched my arm lightly. I pulled away from him in shock. I glared at him as I rubbed my abused flesh. "What was that for?"

Kurt grinned impishly at me. His hair normally coiffed, stuck out a little. It reminded me of a birds nest, making my insides melt a little. "You told me to pinch you in the morning so that you knew everything was real. So I did. And it is." He sat up, rubbing his hands together. "What are we going to have to eat?"

I studied him closely to make sure he wasn't going to pinch me again. I deemed it safe to scoot closer to him. "Do you want to go out to breakfast or do you want me to make you some eggs or something?" I can't believe I offered to make him food. Eggs were one of the only things I knew I could at least make half way decent.

"You want to make me breakfast?" He asked with wonder in his voice.

"Yeah. I mean only if you want me to if not we can go out to eat. Less likely to get food poisoning that way."

Kurt chuckled, his eyes sparkling in the morning light. He looked down at his hands, wringing them together. "Sorry it's just Bla…you know who never offered to do anything like for me. I was always the one who made him breakfast."

Suddenly my good mood wasn't so good. "You mean after he spent the night?" I asked. My throat threatened to close on. It was in the past. Kurt was with me now. Although just a few days ago he was thinking about getting back together Blaine.

Kurt glanced up at me. He must've seen something in my face because suddenly he was right next me, hugging me, face pressed against the crook of my neck. "There's nothing to worry about okay? The answer to your question is yes, but it didn't happen often. There's no need to be jealous because I'm here with you. Now what do you say to making me some food." Kurt pulled away and peered at me.

My jaw was clenched tightly. I had to keep reminding myself Kurt would probably frown on me punching Blaine. I was positive one solid punch would make me feel better. I had to let it go whether I liked it or not. I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth. I was more or less calm when I answered Kurt. "Scrambled or over easy?"

"Scrambled." There was still a spark of earlier good mood left in Kurt. He decided to kill me teasing. I was sure of it. "So where can a guy take a shower around this place?"

I checked to make sure my nose wasn't bleeding. Kurt wanted to shower in my house? Naked? "You mean you want to shower now? Without any clothes?" I slapped my hand against my forehead. How else was he supposed to shower?

Kurt laughed, a high tinkling sound that was a good sound to hear. "Well, yeah. Otherwise I'd get your clothes wet. May I shower? I can wait till I get home."

I swallowed thickly. Was it hot in here or was it just me? I fanned my face trying very hard not let the idea of Kurt showering get to me. Too late. "You can shower. I'll get you some towels and…um stuff." My brain refused to function after that. I robotically got Kurt everything he needed then went down to the kitchen and started cooking before I heard the shower start.

By the time Kurt came out smelling like my shampoo I had finished the eggs, some toast and set the table with glasses of orange juice. "Wow, everything looks so wonderful. Thank you." Kurt lowered his lashes his cheeks reddening in the most amazing way. It was all for me. It was a very different concept. I was ready to pinch myself again when Kurt pulled up a seat and put the napkin in his lap ready to eat.

I sat next to him my heart beating a little faster as Kurt picked up his fork and got some eggs. I watched for his reaction to my food. I wanted him to like it. It felt like it took forever for him to show any reaction, but when he did I wasn't disappointed and neither was he. "These are so good."

"Really?" I was so relieved I slumped in my chair ready to go back to bed.

"Yes, they are." Kurt ate some more before setting down his fork, turning his chair toward me, a crease in his brow. "Dave how do you feel about telling people that we're going out? I know we didn't even discuss it, but I'd like to at least tell my parents and Finn. Is that okay with you?"

My breath caught in my throat. Tell people? Like other people that weren't him and me? Kurt waited patiently for me to give my answer. The truth was I didn't have one. To completely honest the whole telling people thing never crossed my mind often when I was pursuing Kurt. Was it something I was ready to do? I didn't know.

Yay! Chapter 13 is finished

Chapter 14 will be posted soon