Blaine stirred calmly in his bed. It was Saturday, and he loved waking up to the smell of something delicious cooking downstairs. It smelled much closer today, mixed with the sweet smell of Kurt's cologne. He slept with one of Kurt's sweatshirts under his pillow, so he thought that was the reason for the smell, until he felt a hand brush back his hair. His eyes shot open and he saw Kurt, smiling sweetly down at him. "God, you scared me half to death," Blaine mumbled, laughing slightly.
"I'm sorry," Kurt said.
"How did you get in here?" Blaine asked.
"Your mom told me where the spare key is for when they're not home. You do realize it's almost noon, right?" Kurt asked.
Blaine looked at his bedside clock. "Shoot. I have a Spanish test on Monday that I need to study for, and that project for Calculus, and I have a solo in Glee next week. I can't believe I slept that late! I have so much to do!" Blaine said frantically. He jumped out of bed, but Kurt pushed him back down.
"Relax. It's Saturday. And breakfast is already made for you." Kurt placed a tray containing scrambled eggs, three sausage links, a bowl of oatmeal, and a piping hot cup of coffee on Blaine's lap.
Blaine took in all of the smells and stared at the food in amazement. He then looked up at Kurt with the same expression. "I love you. Thank you so much," Blaine said.
"Don't worry about it. I know you've been stressed lately, and I figured you could use breakfast in bed. And I love you too." Kurt leaned down for a kiss.
Blaine ate his breakfast and got right to work on his homework, Kurt making Spanish flash cards while he ran calculations and sang his solo repeatedly. It wasn't their ideal day together, but at least they were together.