Blaine moaned and pulled his blankets over his head. It was much too light in his room, and it couldn't be morning already. He peeked at his phone and saw that it was actually, almost noon! He jumped up, but that exhausted him, and he had to lay back down in bed to gather his strength again. Nearing the end of his senior year, he hadn't gotten more than eight hours of sleep total all week. He had projects to do, solos to rehearse, and paperwork to finish for college. He rolled over, trying to push all that he had to do out of his mind, when his hand hit something unfamiliar. It was an index card with a Hershey Kiss taped to it.
There's more of this downstairs, it read.
He smiled and forced himself out of bed and went downstairs.
Kurt was sitting standing in the kitchen, mixing something in a bowl. "Good afternoon, Sleeping Beauty," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. "You really shouldn't break into people's houses," he said.
"Your mom let me in before she went to work. Sit, have some breakfast." Kurt placed a heaping plate of chocolate chip pancakes in front of Blaine.
"They smell so good," Blaine said. He grabbed eagerly for the butter and syrup.
"I've been told they taste better," Kurt said. He placed another Hershey Kiss in front of Blaine. "I told you there would be more downstairs."
Blaine smiled through his mouthful of pancakes.
"And there's also this kind of kiss," Kurt said. He placed a kiss on Blaine's chocolate-covered mouth.
"You're the best," Blaine said.
"Thank you. And you need to stop stressing. I promise, everything will work out," Kurt said.
Blaine finished his pancakes and Kurt treated him to a movie before helping him finish his paperwork and practice his solos. The projects could wait until tomorrow.