Title from the Paramore song! For no actual reason, I was just listening to it all day, and for some reason found it suitable for this drabble. It's messy and fun but also sweet and deep, you know?
Lovesick Melody
Kurt crawled into bed, unsurprised to find Blaine awake- he could never fall asleep without Kurt's weight against his back, and Kurt couldn't really blame him.
Blaine sighed when he felt Kurt's arms wrapping around him, leaning back. "You're working… way too much lately."
Kurt hummed, kissing the back of his neck. "I know. It's all going to be over in just a little bit, after fashion week."
"And then you'll be home for dinner and to play monopoly with me and give each other back rubs?" he asked in a sleepy voice.
Kurt giggled- Blaine really wasn't a night person. Or a morning person. He was just a sleepy person. "Yes."
The lied in the darkness for a while, Kurt vaguely humming a lullaby, but he knew Blaine wasn't asleep yet.
He stopped humming to whisper, "What're you thinking?"
"About people saying 'the apple of my eye'. I mean, dude, there are-" he yawned loudly, "-no apples in your eyes. I don' know what I'd do if I had apples for eyes. Do you think if your eyes were apples, they'd green because your eyes are green?"
Kurt burst out laughing.
Confession time! I thought this up last night right after I posted yesterday's drabble, because I went to bed and was tired and thought weird things, like my brain enjoys doing when I try to go to sleep. The 'apple of my eye' bit is because I needed something dumb for him to say and couldn't think of a good nightblogging post from tumblr- and it's probably rude to steal someone else's dumb thoughts.