It was nearing 8:00 PM. Kurt was ready to run out the door and to his car to be on his way to Blaine's house when his phone rang.
Blaine smiled at him from the caller ID.
"Hey, I'm sorry I'm running late…" Kurt began, but he was interrupted.
"Um, actually, can I come to you instead?" Blaine asked. He sounded a little on-edge.
"Sure, that's fine. Is something wrong?" Kurt asked.
"Um, can I tell you in person? I kind of just need to get out of here," Blaine replied.
"Of course. I'll see you soon." Kurt hung up the phone. There were so many reasons why Blaine would need to get out of his house, but every possibility he came up with was too nightmareish to think about. He paced nervously until he heard Blaine's car in the driveway and he ran out to meet him. "Are you alright? What happened?" he asked. He had grabbed Blaine by the shoulders and was examining his entire body.
"I'm fine. But my house isn't." Blaine was clearly very shaken.
Kurt let him inside and they sat on the couch.
"Someone broke into the house while we were visiting my grandmother at the nursing home this afternoon," Blaine said.
"That's awful! Did they take anything?" Kurt asked.
"My father's computer, a box of my mom's jewelry, the flat-screen from the living room, and a bunch of check books. The house is a crime scene right now so my parents wanted me out of there. I brought a bag to stay the night. I hope that's okay," Blaine explained.
"Of course it's okay! And you're more than welcome here," Kurt said, kissing his boyfriend. "And we're not going to let that stupid thief ruin our night. I was going to bring these for us to watch," Kurt said. He pulled 'The Little Mermaid' and 'Aladdin' out of his satchel bag.
"These just came out of the vault!" Blaine said happily.
"You pick. I'll make us some popcorn," Kurt said. A few minutes later, they were snuggled on the couch with popcorn and tea, singing along happily to 'Aladdin.'