So, I think today's Easter? I'm sorry I don't have a drabble for it, I just didn't really know the date (I'm Jewish, and Wikipedia had two different dates for Easter. What) but then besides coloring eggs, I don't even know what do you do on Easter, anyway. You know what, you could write me in the reviews what did you do for Easter. I'd actually love to know!
For now, have some sick!Kurt, because he would obviously kiss Blaine even though he's sick and get infected as well, and I really couldn't resist some more fluffiness. Sort of a sequel for yesterday.
I'll stop blabbering now.
Right Back at You
"Shit," moaned Kurt a second after he woke up, his eyes still shut tight.
"Mmm, good morning to you, too," mumbled Blaine sleepily into his pillow.
Kurt's reply was another silent swear word, and a pained groan.
"You totally got sick yourself, huh? 'Strong immune system' my ass. I told you not to kiss me."
Kurt whined. "You know I can't resist you, you adorable little bastard. Oh god, my head! I feel like it's swollen to twice its size. "
Blaine threw an arm around him and cuddled close, nuzzling his too-warm neck. "Tylenol."
"Yes."
"And a marathon of all 'Friends' seasons."
"I love you," sighed Kurt.
"Love you too. At least now we know this is a twenty-four-hours thing, so you can just keep your lazy ass in bed 'til it goes away," mocked Blaine lovingly, smiling into Kurt's skin.
"You love my lazy ass."
"I do, I do."