"Are you almost done?" Kurt asked Blaine.
Blaine was typing frantically on a last-minute assignment for a class, due two days before graduation. "Yeah, I just have like three sentences left," Blaine replied, still concentrating very hard.
Kurt opened up a game on his phone and started playing, bouncing up and down on the bed excitedly when he won a round.
Blaine laughed. "Stop being adorable," Blaine said.
"I can't. I'm just that good," Kurt said, staring at his game.
Blaine smiled and walked over to Kurt and pecked him on the lips. "All done. I just need to print it and then we can go," he said.
"Yay!" Kurt said. He got up and started gathering his stuff. He sat down in Blaine's spinning computer chair when he saw that Blaine was having some technical difficulties with the printer.
"I hate this thing. I think it's possessed," Blaine said as the device beeped and whirred incessantly.
Kurt laughed and started playfully spinning around in the chair, perhaps a little too fast. He suddenly turned the wrong way and was flung onto the floor.
Blaine whipped around and ran to Kurt's side.
Kurt was laying face down on the floor, making very little noise.
"Are you alright?" Blaine asked. He pulled Kurt to his knees.
Kurt was hysterically laughing, no sound coming out of his mouth. "I'm fine! Print your thing!" Kurt laughed, gasping for air.
Blaine started giggling hysterically as well and they were soon both collapsed on the floor laughing together. They attempted to collect themselves, pulling themselves into sitting positions.
"We're never going to get to dinner are we?" Kurt asked.
"Probably not," Blaine replied. They burst into another fit of giggles, collapsing back onto the floor.