Kurt sighed heavily and dug through his satchel bag for his keys, readying himself to go into his apartment, even though he was just getting into the elevator to go up to the 4th floor. He punched the correct button and the elevator clanged to life. Kurt didn't trust this elevator, and he was too exhausted to take the stairs, so he slumped into the corner, where he felt safe. He thanked his lucky stars when he got to the fourth floor and the door opened. He booked it out of the elevator as fast as he possibly could. He rounded the corner to his and Rachel's apartment, and saw a little bundle of a man curled up on the floor next to the door. Kurt rolled his eyes. There was a homeless man who tried to inhabit their hallway on a weekly basis. He was a bit senile and tended to wander away from the homeless shelter in the basement of the church down the street. Kurt was exhausted and really didn't feel like dealing with him for the third night this week. "Come on, Billy, let's get you back to the shelter," Kurt sighed. He grabbed the man's arm and tried to hoist him to his feet. Billy was surprisingly smaller and lighter today. The man woke up and turned to face Kurt. Much to Kurt's surprise, his eyes met Blaine's! "Blaine? What are you doing here?" Kurt asked, flinging his arms around him.
"Surprising you," Blaine mumbled, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"And you were doing that by sleeping in my hallway?" Kurt asked, slightly confused.
"My train got in earlier than I anticipated and I didn't really know what to do so I decided to wait for you and I fell asleep," Blaine said, nonchalantly.
"Rachel's not home?" Kurt asked.
"She has her night class tonight," Blaine reminded. Kurt unlocked the apartment door and they both stepped inside.
"How about some cocoa?" Kurt asked Blaine. They both already had their coats off and Blaine was shivering.
"That would be wonderful!" Blaine replied. Soon, Blaine was back to sleeping, wrapped in Kurt's warm hug.