Just as Blaine had said, everybody was still in class and they reached their dorm room without incident. Kurt sighed in relief when they stepped in and Blaine locked the door behind him. Then he turned to the countertenor. "So what do you want to do now?" He asked. "We've got the whole day to ourselves."
Kurt sighed again. "Can we just watch a movie or something?" He asked quietly. Blaine kissed the pink boy on the cheek and obliged.
"How about Mulan?" He suggested as he sorted through their dvds.
"Sounds good." Kurt nodded as he plopped himself down on the couch.
Blaine put in the dvd and grabbed the remote before joining Kurt on the couch. He immediately detected Kurt's fidgeting and got up again, discreetly ripping the pack of pull-ups open and pulling one out. "Kurt? Do you want to try one of these?" He asked carefully. Kurt looked over and stiffened as a deep red blush spread up his neck and consumed his face. "Please, Kurt? I won't laugh, you know that." Blaine told him. He just wanted Kurt to relax. Kurt nodded in defeat and gingerly accepted the pull-up. He then retreated into the bathroom. While Kurt changed, Blaine removed his uniform, slipping on some sweats and a t-shirt. As he walked over to the couch, Blaine heard a strangled gasp come from the bathroom. "Kurt? Everything okay?" He asked, leaning against the bathroom door. Hearing his boyfriend moan miserably, he opened the door a crack. "Kurt? Can I come in?" He asked.
"No Blaine don't-!" But it was too late. Blaine took in the sight of his blushing boyfriend, wearing nothing but a V-neck tee shirt, white socks, and a petal pink pull-up. Blaine decided that it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen and he bit back a smile, knowing that it would just upset Kurt even more.
"We got the girl ones!" Kurt cried, his lip quivering. He squeezed his thighs together and tugged his shirt down to hide it.
"Oh, Kurtie, it's okay." Blaine replied honestly. He pulled Kurt into his outstretched arms and held him tightly. "Come on, the movie won't watch itself." He gestured to the couch and led him over before Kurt could even have a chance to get some pants, setting the brunet in his lap. Then, without thinking, Blaine reached for the waistband of the pull-up and began to fiddle with it. Kurt immediately tensed, but Blaine didn't let up. He started to rub his back as well and Kurt shifted, trying to get comfortable in the bulkier than normal undergarment. Finally, finally, Kurt started to relax in his arms and Blaine smiled in satisfaction.
It was the most exciting part of the movie. When Mulan was running from Shan Yu. Kurt was so caught up in what was happening that he didn't even feel the growing pressure in his bladder. When Mulan was on the roof and the Hun burst through the top without warning, Kurt jumped in surprise. Pee escaped him and trickled into the pull-up. The flow grew stronger and heavier until Kurt realized that he was wetting. He sprang off the couch and tried to stop the flow, whimpering as he fell apart in front of Blaine. The pull-up quickly expanded until urine was leaking out of the leg holes and running down his legs.
"Blaine…I…I didn't even no-notice." He stammered, clearly embarrassed. Blaine stood up and embraced Kurt in attempt to comfort the boy.
"It's okay, Kurt. You did nothing wrong." He said as Kurt mumbled apology after apology.
"I didn't even notice." Kurt whimpered, curling into himself.
"You were just distracted. You probably had a lot to drink today, right?" And the countertenor just shrugged in reply. "So why don't you just change into a new pull-up and we'll finished the movie. Just take care of yourself, I'll handle the floor."
Kurt nodded shyly and headed towards the bathroom where he got to work wiping down his groin and legs before slipping into another pull-up. Then, after a second of thought, Kurt reached for another one and tugged it on over the first. Looking in the mirror, he cringed at the sight of how bulky they appeared through his sweats but decided that it was better than leaking and soiling himself. When Kurt came out of the bathroom, Blaine immediately noticed how large the pull-up seemed under his pajamas but knew better than to mention it. The two diapers crinkled extremely loud as Kurt walked and with every step the countertenor winced. Despite the bagginess of the sweatpants (hand me downs from Finn) Kurt knew the outline of the undergarment was clearly visible. To make things worse, the sweats kept slipping down, exposing a good part of the diapers. Blaine pulled him back into his lap to cuddle, kissing Kurt's burning cheek. Once Mulan ended, Blaine switched it over to regular TV and the boy's watched reruns of Grey's Anatomy until the soloist felt Kurt relax above him.
Blaine smiled and gently brushed the hair out of the sleeping boy's face. He loved the fact that Kurt seemed to turn into a child when he slept. So angelic and innocent and cute. In his slumber, Kurt began to get a little warm and tried to kick his sweatpants off.
"Kurt, baby, do you want me to take off your pants?" Blaine asked, then he blushed for making it sound perverted. A sleepy Kurt nodded his head, not bothering to open his eyes and Blaine carefully got up, removing the bottoms. He stepped back to take in the sight before him. Kurt lay sleeping in nothing but bulky pink diapers and his white tee shirt, his hair mussed up and hugging a pillow. He grinned, quickly fetching Kurt's teddy bear from the closet where the brunet kept it hidden. Blaine had stumbled cross it one day while looking for a flashlight. The boy immediately cuddled the plushy and Blaine couldn't stand it anymore. Quickly, in case Kurt woke up, he took out his phone and snapped a picture. He wished he could make it his background, but he didn't want to risk anybody seeing it.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Blaine quickly threw a blanket over Kurt to conceal the diaper and opened the door a crack. A small group of Warblers were waiting for him.
"What is it, you guys?" Blaine whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" Wes asked.
"Kurt's sleeping." Blaine replied and Wes nodded his head.
"We wanted to know why you guys didn't come to practice afterschool today." David spoke up. Blaine bit his lip. He had completely forgotten about Warbler's rehearsal.
"Oh, ummm…Kurt was sick and I'm taking care of him." He answered, mentally high-fiving himself for the awesome excuse.
"Is he alright?" Jeff asked worriedly.
"Yea, he's just tired." Blaine nodded.
"Have you gone to the nurse?" Wes inquired.
"No, he doesn't need the nurse, everything is perfectly fine." Blaine smiled. Just then there was a loud thump followed by a string of loud curse words, then a door slamming.
Wes raised an eyebrow. "You were saying?"
Blaine glanced behind him. The couch was empty and Kurt's bear and blanket were on the floor. "Umm, I better go see what's wrong. I'll talk to you guys later, okay?" He promised before shutting the door.
The boys stood outside the door for a moment.
"Did he just shut the door in our faces?" Nick asked receiving several nods. Then it was silent.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" They heard from inside the room. Their mouths fell open, having never heard such a dirty word come out of Kurt's mouth before.
"Let's go. Kurt sounds pretty sick." Wes muttered and the others agreed, leaving quickly.