A/N- This chapter isn't very long and I'm so sorry it's not very good. It's sort of just a filler chapter. I apologise. So much. I'll make sure the next one actually has something interesting :)

When Blaine woke up, he realised that someone was holding him. He started to panic before he lifted his head and saw Kurt, Kurt, fast asleep with his arms wrapped around him. As much as he loved the feel of Kurt just holding him, Blaine's neck was at a really odd angle and he needed to shuffle. Blaine decided that he wouldn't wake Kurt up, he'd try to be as careful and quiet as he could as to not waking up the sleeping angel above him. Unfortuneately, Blaine wasn't the most graceful and when he tried to shuffle, he fell off the sofa, landing on Kurt's feet.

"SHI- Blaine... what are you doing on my feet?" Kurt shouted, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hands.

Blaine couldn't help but smile lovingly at Kurt, whose hair was sticking up in a few places. He found it so adorable and completely forgot that Kurt had just asked him a question.

"Blaine? Are you going to answer my question? And what are you grinning at?"

"Well, to answer your first question, I tried to shuffle but fell off the sofa. And I'd rather not answer your second question because if you jump up, I will be injured" Blaine announced, starting to laugh.

"Seriously, Blaine. Is there something on my face or what?" Kurt said, starting to look genuinely worried about what was wrong with him.

"No no. You look perfect." Blaine said, pulling himself back onto the sofa to kiss Kurt gently.

Blaine pulled away and leant back against Kurt's chest, checking the time on his phone. As if on cue, his stomach growled loudly, causing both of the boys to laugh.

"Come on, I bet my family are all sat there eating dinner so let's get some before Finn eats it all" Kurt giggled, getting up and pulling a pouting Blaine into his arms.

As they made their way to the kitchen, fingers interlaced, Kurt suddenly stopped.

"Blaine" Kurt growled, turning to face said boy.

"Yes, honey?" Blaine grinned, faking innocence.

"Were you about to let me walk into a room with my family in it looking like this" Kurt snarled, his face beginning to redden, pointing at his hair.

Although it should have scared Blaine seeing Kurt getting progressively angry, he just found it hilarious and had a hard time keeping a straight face.

"Like what, Kurt?" Blaine said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I swear to god, Blaine, if you don't cut this innocent crap, I will kill you."

"Threatening me now, are you? I guess I'll go back to Dalton. I don't really want to be killed tonight" Blaine laughed, turning around to start walking to the door.

When Blaine tried to leave, he realised that Kurt was still gripping his hand tightly. Kurt tilted his head and gave Blaine a don't-even-bother look, and started to drag him into the kitchen.

"Or, I can stay. I don't mind" Blaine smirked, letting himself be pulled along.

When they reached the table, Blaine pulled out Kurt's chair for him before sitting down himself. Kurt was still glaring at him and Blaine was starting to wonder if he was seriously angry or just joking around.

"How are you feeling, Blaine?" Burt said gruffly, looking up at the boy who he had let into his house this morning, crying.

"I'm better now, Sir, thank you. And thank you for the sandwiches, Mrs Hummel, they were delicious" Blaine beamed.

Kurt rolled his eyes dramatically. Whenever Blaine was around adults, he turned into the perfectly polite gentleman.

"Come on, kid. It's Burt and Carole. And I'm glad you're better." Burt said, then turning to look at his son who was looking annoyed. "What's wrong, son?"

"Oh. Kurt's just angry because I was laughing at the fact that his hair is sticking up a bit. Apparently it was a bad idea" Blaine laughed, glancing at Kurt who gave him a death stare.

"He'll get over it, Blaine. It may take a while but he will, I know from personal experience." Burt turned his gaze onto Kurt "And Kurt, your hair looks fine."

The rest of the dinner went by quickly, with Burt and Carole asking Blaine about various things and Finn chiming in with the odd comment. As much as Kurt was still angry with Blaine, he couldn't help but feel his anger melt away when he watched Blaine being Blaine. They way he threw his head back when he laughed, the way his eyes sparkled even more than usual when he spoke about things he was passionate about and the way that he ran a hand through his curly hair ever once in a while. Blaine then turned to look at Kurt, and smiled lovingly at him, leaning to rest his head on Kurt's shoulder. That was then proceeded by an "aww" from Carole and a smile from Burt. After everyone had finished eating, Burt and Finn made their way to watch a football game in the living room and Carole started to wash the dishes. Kurt and Blaine stood up and walked into the hall.

"I should really get back to Dalton" Blaine murmured, wrapping his arms around Kurt, who sighed.

"It's Saturday though. Can't you just stay here for the night?" Kurt replied, kissing Blaine once on the lips.

"Maybe. If I had a good enough reason to..." Blaine trailed off.

"What about getting to snuggle with your fantastic, lovely boyfriend for the entire night? Is that a good enough reason?"

"That does sound good. I suppose I'll go and find him" Blaine smirked, starting to pull away. Kurt pulled him back and kept his arms secure around the boy's waist.

"Oh, there he is" Blaine whispered.

"Hi" Kurt said, leaning forward so his forehead was rested against Blaine's, their noses grazing.

"Hey" Blaine smiled.

Kurt went into the living room and asked his dad if Blaine could stay over, and as Kurt had interrupted an apparently very important game, Burt said yes straight away. Walking out of the room, Kurt spotted Blaine sitting on the stairs, humming to himself with his eyes shut. Kurt walked up to him silently, not wanted to disturb him, and sat on the next step down. He leant over and rested his head on Blaine's legs, watching as the other boy's eyes opened and sparkled. Blaine ran his hand through Kurt's hair as he looking into Kurt's beautiful blue eyes.

Kurt sighed before speaking. "Shall we go upstairs?"

"Yeah, stairs aren't the best place to sleep. Although as long as I was with you, I would sleep anywhere" Blaine grinned, making Kurt laugh.

"Oh my God, that's so cheesy, Blaine." Kurt giggled, standing up and holding his hand out for Blaine.

"It's true though" Blaine smiled, pulling himself up and letting himself be guided to Kurt's room.

Blaine gulped as he entered Kurt's room. When he had been in here this morning, he had told Kurt his biggest and only secret, and being in Kurt's room reminded him of just how vulnerable he was.