Blaine sat on his couch underneath a big, fluffy comforter. It was a very drizzly, chilly afternoon early on in the summer. It was raining so hard that it was muffling the sound on the television and he had to turn the volume way up. He was expecting a visit from Kurt any minute. As if right on cue, the doorbell rang and he ran to open the door.
In his doorway was a very drippy, unhappy Kurt. "Hi," Kurt said bitterly.
Blaine suppressed a laugh.
"It's not funny!" Kurt complained, trying not to laugh himself.
"I know. Come in, darling." Blaine ushered him inside the house. "You got that from walking from your car to my door?" Blaine asked.
"Yes. It's raining that hard." Kurt giggled and held out his arms. "Hug?"
Blaine laughed. "Um, not right now. Are you cold?" Blaine asked.
"Freezing," Kurt replied. "You know where my sweats are in my bureau in my room. Would you like tea or cocoa?"
"Tea, please."
Blaine put the teapot on the stove and Kurt went upstairs and changed into some of Blaine's sweats, sifting through what was mostly too small for him.
Eventually, he found a sweatshirt that fit him perfectly but was much too big on his tiny boyfriend, and a pair of sweat pants that actually were his at one point. He then went back downstairs and joined Blaine in the kitchen.
"Pick a flavor," Blaine said, opening a cabinet next to the stove and showing off his vast array of tea flavors. The teapot whistled and Blaine poured the hot water into two mugs and brought them into the living room.
"What kind do you want?" Kurt yelled to him.
"Chai, please," Blaine replied.
Kurt came into the living room, ripped open the tea bags, and placed them in the cups. He then settled down next to Blaine, very cozy despite the horrible weather.