When Kurt got home he had to stop himself from ripping the door open and treat it like a normal person would. He still came into the house a little too fast. Luckily there wasn't anyone to notice that. Finn's victorious yell floated down from upstairs. If the car in the driveway hadn't convinced him they were back, that certainly would have. Kurt practically leapt up the stairs. Finn's door was mostly closed, only open because somebody hadn't pulled it hard enough to make the metal latch go in. Kurt knocked.
"Come in." Finn called and Kurt pushed the door open.
There, on Finn's floor in front of the TV, was Blaine. Kurt smiled happily. "Hi." He said.
"Hey, Kurt." Finn said and Kurt realized he hadn't located his brother yet. His eyes had been immediately drawn to Blaine. Finn sat on his bed, still staring at the screen like he hadn't looked away. Blaine, on the other hand, was staring at Kurt.
"Finn." Kurt nodded. "How was the trip?" He didn't look away from Blaine. Maybe he could convince Blaine to get away from Finn silently. He wanted to kiss Blaine again.
"Good. Nothing bad happened." Finn answered. "Hey, when's Mom getting home again?"
"She'll be home in an hour." Kurt answered and tried the head nod thing he'd seen in a few movies, motioning towards the door behind him subtly. "Dad'll be home at six."
"Cool." Finn nodded and finally looked away from the screen as something blew up. "You wanna play, bro?"
"No, I have some homework to do." Kurt said before he thought better of it. If he stayed he could maybe sneakily touch Blaine. But now even Finn would be suspicious if he tried to change his mind. "Thanks anyway." With that he was out of excuses for being in Finn's room. He looked at Blaine again, making brief eye contact and then smiled. "Have fun."
"You too." Finn called as he left the room.
Kurt dropped his bag on his loveseat and sat on his bed gloomily. Blaine didn't look like he was going to follow him. Kurt pouted and looked at his laptop, still on his bed from his early morning need to Google things. There was this one magazine with a scarf knot on the cover that he really liked and he just hadn't been getting it to look right in the mirror. Kurt fingered said knot and sighed. It was a really great completion to his outfit, but now he'd been hot all day. For once the forced hot air in the school hadn't been ridiculous and all his classes had been decently warm. Not even one classroom had been freakishly cold while sharing a wall with a room that was freakishly hot.
He pulled the scarf off and smoothed out the creases. He could get up and hang it with his other scarves… or he could put it on his nightstand and play with his laptop and NOT get up.
Kurt put it on the nightstand and pulled the laptop to him.
He'd just opened a YouTube tab, intent on watching a few Gaga videos when there was a knock at his door. "Come in." He called distractedly. Telephone was always fun to watch, and there was Beyonce in that one too. They were like Thelma and Louise.
"Is this a bad time?" Blaine asked from the doorway and all things musical diva left Kurt's brain as he looked up at him.
"No," Kurt squeaked and pushed the laptop away so he could stand up.
Blaine was on him in an instant, mouth pressing hard against Kurt's. It made Kurt melt. His body relaxed and every nerve swirling inside of him that he'd resolutely ignored since the final bell at school quieted. Kurt's arms wrapped around Blaine's neck and pulled him in even closer as he opened his mouth to moan and let Blaine's tongue in.
Smooth tongues slid against each other and Kurt was euphoric. How could a tongue, of all things, feel so good? It was just this muscle in a mouth and… Blaine swirled his tongue around Kurt's and brain processing power died. Kurt moaned and his knees shook. His lungs were starting to hurt now.
Blaine thrust his tongue a few times and Kurt tried to moan but didn't have the air for it. All he could do instead was tremble and clutch at Blaine. His fingers dug into Blaine's hair and back.
Finally Blaine pulled away and Kurt sucked in a giant breath. "Hi." Kurt said dumbly and dropped his forehead to Blaine's shoulder.
"Hi." Blaine laughed. "How're you?"
"Happy." Kurt said dreamily.
"Me too." Blaine agreed and kissed Kurt's hairline. "Okay, I gotta go now, Finn thinks I'm in the bathroom." Kurt whined and his head shot up. "I'll talk to you later, Kurt." Blaine kissed him one last time, lingering a bit too long to be chaste and trailed his fingers down Kurt's face. "Promise."
Then he was out of Kurt's room and Kurt's heart was fluttering madly in his chest.
Blaine didn't really pay much attention to the video games he and Finn played for the rest of the day. Instead his mind was on soft lips and a strong tongue. He sighed and thought of Kurt's long, slender fingers digging into his skin. He'd been freaking out WAY too much lately, and it seemed like kissing Kurt was the perfect way to remedy that. Right then he couldn't feel less like he was going to lose it if he tried.
Finn's character blew him up accidently and Blaine protested just so Finn would think he cared. Normally he would, not now.
At dinner Finn piled a massive amount of chicken on his plate and completely ignored the steamed broccoli. Carole rolled her eyes. "Finn, vegetables." Finn pouted but took them anyway. If she let him, Finn would be a carnivore to the core.
"How'd you do on finals?" Burt asked.
Finn nodded, chewing his chicken. Blaine smiled politely and said "Good."
"Good to hear." Burt nodded.
"Oh…" Finn said brightly and swallowed. "Burt, didn't you want me to help in the shop over break?"
Burt opened his mouth surprised. He'd probably forgotten all about that, Carole knew she had. She smiled; it was always nice when Finn surprised her. But Blaine was here, it would be really rude if they just left him in the house. Besides, even if he seemed like a good kid, trusting him alone in their house was a bit much. "What would you have Blaine do while you were gone helping, dear? I doubt he wants to hang out in the garage. Do you Blaine?"
The boy in question smiled a little and shook his head slowly. "No."
"I know, but we already worked out an idea if you still needed the help." Finn said. "Blaine and Kurt get along and I could go in to help when Kurt gets home."
Burt nodded. "Um… that would be alright I guess. I'd really only need you weekends and Fridays. Maybe a few other days that might get busy. Boys, are you alright with that?"
Kurt lit up, nodding almost too quickly. What was that about? He'd been acting a bit strange the past few days… "I don't have a problem with that." Kurt said. "Blaine's really cool. I wouldn't mind babysitting."
"Babysitting?" Blaine laughed. "I think I'd be the one babysitting you." He laughed and stuck his tongue out. Kurt blushed.
"So it'd be alright?" Finn asked.
"Do you need money, Finn?" Carole asked. She'd made him start paying his own gas bill when he got to college; maybe his funds were running low. She'd never seen him so eager to work before. Usually he liked to just laze around.
"No." Finn shook his head. "Well, maybe a little. But mostly I just wanna be busy. There's always so much to do at college, I kinda liked that."
Carole sighed fondly. Oh, her little boy was growing up.
After dinner Finn pulled him back upstairs to finish their video game marathon. It took an hour before the credits were rolling and they were out of things to do. "So now what?" Finn asked.
Blaine hummed. "I don't know. My eyes kinda hurt honestly."
"Me too." Finn sucked in a big breath. He looked at his laptop.
"Wanna just laptop?" Blaine offered. Finn nodded and pulled it towards himself gratefully. "Mine's in the guest room." Blaine said. "I'll go get it."
"Okay." Finn nodded.
Blaine got up and went to the door. He stopped in the doorway, a thought having occurred to him. "Actually, I think I'll go hang out with Kurt a little. Plan some stuff to do when you go help Mr. Hummel."
"Okay." Finn said. "That's probably a good idea."
"Yeah." Blaine nodded. "It is." With that he left the room, letting the door close behind him.
The upstairs hallway was simple. Finn and Kurt's rooms were directly across from each other and two more doors were down at the end of the hallway. The one of Finn's side was the bathroom; the one on Kurt's was the study where Blaine would be staying. Mr. and Mrs. Hummel's room was at the other end of the hallway on the other side of the stairs. Unless they came this way, there was no reason they would see anything happening in the rooms.
Blaine felt a little dirty thinking like that, like he was sneaking around.
He was, Blaine realized with a start. The hand he'd raised to knock on Kurt's door lowered without achieving its goal. That's exactly what was happening. He and Kurt, they were sneaking around…
It was a bit thrilling honestly. He'd never had to sneak around before. The first boy he'd gotten truly intimate with was in college last year, and he hadn't felt the need to be secretive. He'd just kicked Wes out and made sure David and his roommate were out before getting any kind of naked.
Blaine shook his head. It wasn't the time to be thinking of these things. Not when there was a boy on the other side of the door. Kurt wasn't waiting for him this time, but… Blaine felt a thrill of excitement go through him. Surprising the boy with some kisses would be just as fun as kissing him when he knew it was coming.
Blaine smiled gleefully and raised his hand once more to knock.
AN: I feel the need to share my excitement, I FINALLY got into PotterMore!