AN: Well, here it is. I wrote this super late last night so sorry for any mistakes. I can't believe my weekend has been busier than my week. I don't even work on the weekends but RL just sucks that way. Anyways, enjoy the chapter. I'm going to try to stockpile them so I can continue chapter-a-day updates.

Chapter 16

Kurt woke later at the sound of the phone ringing. Kurt stirred awake and groaned. Recognizing the sound, he rolled off Blaine and the couch and went to get the phone.

"Hello?" Kurt mumbled, wiping his face a bit sleepily.

"Hey bud. Were you sleeping?" His dad's voice sounded through the phone.

"Oh, hey dad. Yeah. Blaine and I were just taking a nap." Kurt answered, moving into the kitchen and looking through the cabinets.

"Oh. So Blaine's over? He been there long?" Burt asked, voice knowing.

Kurt looked into the living room where Blaine was still resting. "No, no. Just a little while." His voice went up a bit and he cringed.

His dad chuckled a bit. "Even over the phone, I can tell when you lie to me. Did he spend the night?"

Kurt answered. "Yes." His voice lifted a bit at the end, almost into a question. His dad didn't seem too upset.

His dad sighed. "Can't say I'm too surprised. I suppose Finn is out with Rachel. We expected you two might take advantage of the trips we would have to take for my election. You're both eighteen and we trust you to be responsible and safe." Here his dad hesitated and Kurt almost could see him rubbing the back of his head. "You, uh, you are being safe right?"

Kurt blushed and put his face in his hand. "Yeah dad. We are."

"Good, good. So I'm just calling to let you and Finn know that Carole and I have to stay here for another day. Last minute meet and greet. So we won't be back until Wednesday. No parties. No alcohol. Blaine can stay there, I just don't want to hear about it. Okay?"

Kurt perked up. His dad had basically just given the green light on his boyfriend staying the night with him for three more days. "Yeah, dad. Of course. You and Carole have fun. And don't eat too much of the food they serve at those meet and greets. I can't imagine it fits into your diet plan."

Burt laughed. "Yeah, yeah. I'm being good. Carole is watching me like a hawk. We'll see you Wednesday, all right?"

"Yeah. See you then. Love you dad."

"Love you too son. Watch out for your brother. Bye."

The phone clicked and the dial tone sounded. Kurt put the phone on the hook and stared at it for a moment. He jumped when a voice spoke from behind him. "Who was that?"

He turned to see Blaine watching him as he rubbed at his eyes, his hair wild. Walking over to smooth it out, he answered. "That was my dad. He's staying until Wednesday. And he said you can stay here as long as he doesn't hear about it."

Blaine stared at him, shocked. "Really? That's, wow, that's awesome. I probably would have stayed anyways but wow."

Kurt laughed. "You rebel. So willing to defy my father like that. Weren't you supposed to be the dapper one, the parent's dream boyfriend?"

Blaine laughed at Kurt's mocking tone. "Oh no no no. That was the uniform. Without that, I'm just your typical horny teenage boyfriend."

Kurt crinkled his nose at the word. "Horny? Ew. I have never understood that word." He gave Blaine a look and moved away from him. Blaine tried to pull him back but Kurt just gave him a look. "Go be horny somewhere else. I'm going to make dinner."

Blaine pouted. "Does this mean I can't help?"

Kurt tried to resist looking but wasn't able to. He looked at Blaine's face and caved. He walked back over and pulled him into a hug. "You can make the salad and bread. I was just going to make a simple pasta."

Blaine gave him a kiss. "Sounds good."

With that, they set to work on their task to make dinner. They made light conversation as they did about what they might do for the rest of their time together before Kurt's parents got back. By the time they decided to go shopping and to get coffee the next morning, dinner was ready.

Kurt had Blaine go sit at the table and he brought the food out. Heading back to the kitchen, he returned with a couple of candles which he lit. They then sat and ate by candlelight.

"This is very 'Lady and the Tramp'-like you know." Blaine remarked.

Kurt raised an eyebrow at him. "Not everything is a Disney movie. And I am not a lady, a tramp, or a dog."

Blaine waggled his eyebrows. "Well, you definitely aren't a lady."

Kurt coughed as he swallowed at the wrong time for that comment. "Blaine! You can't say things like that."

Blaine laughed at Kurt's face. "Why not?"

Kurt blushed. "Just, just because. I said so."

"Oh you said so huh? Well, that is a wonderful reason. And what else do you say, your royal highness?" Blaine answered in a joking tone, making a large bowing gesture as he answered.

Kurt sniffed, putting his nose in the air. "I declare that you are on dishes duty alone." With that, he flounced out of the room into the kitchen, carrying his empty plate.

Laughing, Blaine followed him in and found him already at the sink. "Thought I had to do them alone." He said as he walked over to the sink and started washing with Kurt.

Kurt gave him a kiss on the cheek before continuing to wash. "I decided I'd be nice. Don't get used to it."

Blaine laughed and nudged Kurt gently with his shoulder. "You are nice. Thanks baby."

Kurt blushed and looked down before going back to washing the dishes in silence.

After a few moments, Blaine asked pleadingly. "So can we watch Disney movies tonight? Please, please, please?" He gave Kurt his best puppy dog eyes.

Kurt rolled his eyes affectionately and responded. "Yes, we can watch Disney movies. But only if I can be Ariel this time. I'll let you have Belle."

Blaine gave a thoughtful look at that, drying some dishes as he contemplated the offer. "Fine. But this is a one-time only swap. Okay?"

Kurt laughed and wiped his hands off. "Fine." Decisions made, the two boys went back to the living room and made the room ready for the Disney movie-fest. They moved the coffee table out of the way and placed blankets and pillows on the floor so they could lie comfortably and watch the television.

With that, the Disney movie fest began and they watched five different movies, singing along where appropriate through the first four. By the last one, both boys were wrapped up in the blankets, cuddling together as they watched Cinderella and Prince Charming dance around the ballroom. Both boys drifted off to sleep, wondering how they got so lucky.

AN: I know. Disney instead of smut. And I don't even support Disney what with its sexist, heteronormative, racist ideas. But I couldn't resist. For all I hate it, it is still Disney and Klaine plus Disney just makes sense. Tomorrow though, there will be some will trouble in Klaine-land. I swear. Please review!