Chapter 24

Kurt woke up to the sunlight streaming in through the curtains which had been left open the night before. He looked over at the boy lying next to him and smiled. He took in the rumpled hair, the slightly parted lips and the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he slept. He lifted the sheet that had pooled around both of their hips during the night and moved out of the bed. Looking around, he spotted his boxers in the mess of clothing by the door, he pulled them on along with a pair of jeans which were lying there. Opening the door, he made his way across the landing and down the stairs, stepping over a sleeping Sam who was lying at the bottom. He picked up a couple of cups and a bottle on the floor in the hallway and took them into the kitchen. Putting them down by the sink, he reached into one of the cupboards and took out some glasses, filling them with water. He carried two of them into the living room, setting them down on one of the side tables as he leaned down to pick up is abandoned shirt. As he picked it up he felt the sticky material in his hand and found what appeared to be the remained of somebody's drink soaked into the fabric.

Sighing, he picked up the grey t-shirt next to it and pulled it over his head. He heard something move behind him and turned to see Rachel sitting up from her place by the stereo. "Good morning, Miss Berry, how are you feeling this fine day?" He knelt down to hand her a glass of water. She squinted at him and took the drink. "How do you not have a hangover?"

"I actually don't know..." He wondered out loud, "aspiring and coffee are in the kitchen." He got to his feet and picked up the other glass, walking over to where Mercedes was sleeping on one of the couches. "Hey boo," he nudged her gently a couple of times causing her to open her eyes. "Here you go, do join us in the kitchen for coffee," he grinned as she took the water.

Turning away he walked back to the kitchen where Rachel, Santana and Quinn were sitting around the table. "Coffee anyone?" he asked turning on the kettle as murmurs of thanks came from behind him. He smiled as he put four slices of bread in the toaster and got some plates out, along with butter and jam. Setting them down on the table, he handed the three girls mugs of steaming coffee and sat down with his own.

"So, heard you had a good time last night, Kurt," Quinn bit her lip as Rachel giggled at the comment. Kurt thought back to the night before for a second before dropping his head down on the table. Oh. So they had heard. "We also enjoyed the little show you two put on for us down here." Rachel supplied with a wink. "Yeah we did, I have photos..." Santana said and all Kurt could do was gape.

"You didn't..."

"Didn't what, beautiful?" Blaine entered through the doorway at that moment, wearing nothing but a pair of Kurt's boxers. The girls of course didn't know that they belonged to the wearer but the sight caused Kurt to blush slightly. "Dam, y'know, if you even turn straight then you can come right to me." Santana took in his toned body as he rounded the table towards his boyfriend. He squatted down, put his hands on either side of Kurt's face and pulled him into a kiss. "Good morning," he smiled as he pulled away. "Can you stand up for a minute?" Kurt go up out of his chair and Blaine immediately sat down in it. "Hey!"

"What? You took my clothes, I'll take your chair."

Kurt pouted like a child and folded is arms which made Blaine chuckle. "Ok, we can share," he said as he held his arms open and inviting the boy to sit on his lap. Kurt let out a sigh and sat down across his knees as the curly haired teen wrapped his arms around his waist. He felt the contents of Blaine's underwear stir a little as he shuffled to get comfy but tried not to think about it. "You still haven't answered my question, what didn't you do?"

"Santana took pictures of you two getting it on last night," Rachel replied on Kurt's behalf.

"Really? Can you send them to me?" Blaine asked.

"Sure," Santana waved him off Finn walked into the kitchen.

"Mike took Tina, Lauren, Artie and Brittany home last night before going home himself." Finn said rubbing his eyes. "I found Puck in the bathroom and I tripped over Sam in the hall."

"So that leaves Mercedes and she's in the living room," Kurt nodded, "and as long as everyone is out by the time dad and Carole get back then we should be fine, although we do need to clean up."

All of the remaining glee club members spent the next hour clearing away bottles and empty cup, loading the remainders of the alcohol it Puck and Blaine's cars, cleaning up the drinks that had been spilt and generally putting the house back in order. When everything was done, Puck, Santana, Quinn and Sam all left. Finn and Rachel went out for their lunch date about half an hour after the others had gone, leaving Kurt, Blaine and Mercedes the only three at the house.

Blaine excused himself to go and take a shower, he offered Kurt the chance to join him but the brunette replied that it would be weird to leave Mercedes downstairs while she knew exactly what they were doing. Instead he and his friend began to make lunch for the three of them, well, Kurt made lunch as Mercedes sat at the table and asked him questions which he refused to answer.

A damp haired boy came into the kitchen about 15 minutes later, walking past Mercedes and slipping his hands around his boyfriend's waist from behind. "Hey gorgeous, smells great," he kissed Kurt's check as he turned around in his arms. "Hope you don't mind, I'm wearing your clothes, I figured that you wear mine so much that I can do the same, plus you're wearing the ones I came in." Kurt took in his appearance, a pair of his jeans with the bottoms turned up and one of his white undershirts, he could also see the waistband of one of his pairs of boxers protruding slightly the shirt moved. "I think I can manage," he smiled.

"Good," Blaine smiled back.

"Ah, you two are so cute, if I didn't know better I'd say you'd been going out for a year," Mercedes beamed as Kurt brought the pasta he had been cooking to the table and set it down in the middle. The three ate in silence other than the odd four phrase conversation here and there. As they cleared away the plates Kurt chatted to Mercedes about a future shopping trip and what he wanted to buy before she bid them both goodbye, saying that she had some homework to get finished. Kurt suggested they watched a movie and Blaine nodded in agreement, sitting down on the sofa as the other boy picked from the collection. He took out Drive, purely for Ryan Gosling and put it into the player. About 30 minutes in, he realised that although he was lying against his chest, Blaine didn't have his arms wrapped around him like usual. He trying to snuggle closer to see if the boy behind reacted. If anything Blaine moved back slightly as though he thought Kurt was asking for more room. "Blaine? A you ok?" He asked looking round. Blaine was staring at the ceiling and looked down to see Kurt's concerned face. "Yep, I'm fine," he replied with a smile that was clearly fake.

"Really?" Kurt pushed.

"Yes," came the reply.

"Are you sure? Because you're..."

"What Kurt? What am I doing wrong?" Blaine slid out from behind the other boy and stood up.

"No, nothing, you just seem kinda off.." Kurt watched him as he turned to face him.

"What do you mean I seem off? You've known me for what, two weeks? You can't judge how I seem or don't seem!"

Kurt didn't know what he had done wrong to provoke this but the only time Blaine had yelled at him before was when he had kicked him out of his house. "Why are you yelling? What's the matter?"

"Because you always want to know everything, don't you?"

"I don't understand what I've done wrong here," Kurt had raised his voice too now.

"You just need to stop asking me things, I have my own life, just because you walked in my life a fortnight ago doesn't mean that-"

"If I remember correctly I think you'll find that you approached me! I wanted nothing to do with you when we first met!"

"Oh of course, because now I recall how I dragged you kicking and screaming back to my house to have sex with you, I could I forget those happy memories?!"

"Oh you think you're so smart don't you, just because you've slept with hundreds of people and I've only slept with one!"

"Well I'm very sorry that I've fucked more people that you, let me borrow your magic wand and I'll go back in time and not have sex with them, oh wait, I can't do that!"

"You are such a child, if you wanted to spend your life on one night stands and quick fucks then why didn't you, instead of getting into a relationship?"

"It's not that I don't want to be in a relationship, I don't want to not be able to control my feeling!"

"And what feelings would those be? One's about running off with other guys?"

"No feeling like I lov..love spending time with you," his voice softened slightly towards the end.

"Well what's wrong with spending time with me? What's wrong with me?!" Kurt was still yelling.

"Nothing I've, I've got to go, I'll see you later," Blaine was back down to normal speaking volume. He walked into the kitchen and picked up his jacket from where he'd left it the night before. He then walked out of the front door, leaving a confused Kurt to hear him drive off.