Prompt from alovestorytoldincupsofcoffee! :) I don't own anything

"Cooper is coming into town tomorrow," Blaine groaned, throwing himself onto the bed. Kurt frowned, setting down his bag where his boyfriend had thrown his.
"And I take it you are not excited about this?" the countertenor asked.
"It's just, whenever he is here, all he does is talk about himself and all the ways I'm not good enough," Blaine's voice broke a bit at the last word, making Kurt's brow crease with concern.
"This is really bringing you down, isn't it sweetie?" He moved to remove Blaine's boat shoes, setting them on the floor.
"Thanks, angel," the younger boy sighed, making granny hands. Kurt smirked, setting his hand on his hip.
"Yes?" he winked sassily. Blaine laughed, running a hand through his hair.
"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, will you do me the honor, of cuddling with me?" He proposed robotically. The senior giggled, crawling into Blaine's waiting arms.
"Of course,"
Blaine sighed with contentment, gripping his boyfriend happily.
"And he's just so annoying! I mean he constantly is teasing me and on my case! About everything!" he moaned. Kurt pushed a stray curl out of Blaine's face, letting his fingers wander across his skin.
"I'm sorry, darling, I wish there was something I could do. But your dad already doesn't like me very much and I have a feeling using my sai swords on his eldest son wouldn't help that much,"
Blaine chuckled, sparks lighting his honey eyes.
"Hmmm well if you want to help, I don't think we are going to get much alone time while Cooper is here, you know? And I am horribly devastated by that," he hinted. Kurt grinned, pulling himself to straddle Blaine.
"Well then I guess we should fix that," he lowered his lips to meet Blaine's, smiling against the touch. Hands found their way into the brunette's perfectly coiffed hair. Lips and tongues danced together as Kurt moved his hands to undo Blaine's bowtie.
"Be careful, this ones my favorite," the ex-soloist whimpered as the countertenor leaned to nibble at his ear.
"Shut up, Anderson," he whispered. At this, Blaine seemed to lose most control, rolling them so he was on top of Kurt, his lips speeding up. Kurt moaned as his boyfriend began sucking at his collar bone.
"Scarf season isn't over, is it?" Blaine asked, pausing for a moment.
"Nope!" Kurt lied, peeling off Blaine's gray cardigan. He could handle being out of style for a few days. He bit his lip as his tie was yanked off and his blazer was undone.
"Mmmmm, babe," he choked, moving his lips to attack whatever part of Blaine he could reach.
"Yah know, it's funny, I always call him Squirt, but I guess babe works too,"
Blaine threw himself off Kurt frantically. And punched him in the face.
"Blaine!" Kurt cried, torn between grabbing his throbbing cheek and fixing his ravished appearance.
"Oh god, Kurt I'm so sorry, honey!" Blaine apologized, pulling his boyfriend up and stroking his cheek. He turned to Cooper, glaring.
"Go get some ice!" he ordered. Cooper didn't move.
"I think you should have pointed when you said that," he commented.
"Cooper!" Blaine shrieked. Kurt turned towards the figure in the doorway, his mouth falling open.
"Your brother is THE Cooper Anderson?" he yelled, his hands quickly moving to fix his hair.
"Your not helping, Kurt," Blaine pouted, rolling his eyes.
"Don't blame this on him! It's not his fault I'm attractive!" Cooper stepped forward, shaking his pointer finger and setting a protective hand on Kurt's shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" Blaine cried, exasperated.
"Got an earlier flight, thought I'd surprise my little bro," Cooper explained, looking around the room, judgment in his eyes. "Kurt here is probably happy I did, that did not look enjoyable,"
At this, the countertenor shook the older Anderson's hand off, irritation in his now gray eyes.
"Excuse me?" he snapped. Blaine beamed proudly, thrilled by his boyfriend's reaction.
"Look, Blainey you need to focus more. Keep your eyes open, so you can stare at him more, it makes things more serious," Cooper suggested. Kurt raised his eyebrows, shaking with silent laughter.
"And you, keep your voice more authorative, like your on CSI,"
"He's making out with me, not identifying a cerial killer," Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand in support. Cooper sniffed.
"Fine, keep on with your mediocre hook up," he sighed. "Oh and don't worry I won't tell Kirk that your cheating on him," he strutted out the door, leaving the boys to laugh hysterically.
"Kirk?" Kurt chuckled.
"That was probably the worst moment of my life," Blaine groaned, lurching out of the bed to recover his tie. Kurt smiled, grabbing his love's shoulders and kissing him on the cheek.
"I don't know Blaine, the staring thing sounds pretty hot," he joked. Blaine let out a frustrated noise, turning around to pull Kurt close. He smirked.
"Whatever you say, Kirk,"

So I do realize this is like the third time Kurt has gotten injured while kissing Blaine :P I think it stems from the fact that once one of my guy friends punch me while hugging me. True story, I swear. Anyway thanks so much for the prompt alovestorytoldincupsofcoffee! Please, if anyone has any prompts, I'd really love some! In general, feel free to review and alert and in your review PROMPT! :) Klisses and Klugs to all!