Kurt and Blaine were snuggled up in Blaine's bed. Blaine's parents were away on a business trip, so they had the house to themselves. Both boys awoke with a start to a blaring, horrible noise.
"What is that?" Blaine asked.
"Hrmph," Kurt mumbled. He rolled over and put a pillow over his head.
Blaine pushed him. "I think that's the security system," Blaine said. He jumped out of bed and crept over to his bureau and picked up two big trophies. "Here, arm yourself."
He threw one of them at Kurt. "You don't have a security system," Kurt said, rubbing his eyes.
"My parents just had one installed. Keep your voice down," Blaine whispered. He gently pulled open his bedroom door and crept down the stairs. With Kurt on his arm, he scanned the house, creeping around corners, the alarm still blaring. "It doesn't look like anyone actually broke in. Everything's intact," Blaine yelled over the noise.
"Well then turn off the alarm!" Kurt yelled.
Blaine punched in the code and the noise stopped. "There's something wrong with the new security system," Blaine said.
Kurt glared at him. "I hadn't noticed," he said.
The doorbell rang, making them both jump.
Blaine ran to answer it, and in stepped a tall, male, police officer. "Hello, I was called about a break in?" he asked.
"Yeah, um, sorry, the system is new and I don't think they installed it right," Blaine said, blushing.
"Don't apologize. I'm just going to take a look around, but we get these kinds of calls all the time," he said.
Kurt and Blaine followed him as he patrolled the house, and he left within five minutes. Blaine locked the door behind him and started back up to his room.
"Let's go to bed," he said.
"Please," Kurt said. They snuggled up next to each other and eventually drifted off to sleep.