I was in a cuddly mood.
I had no one to cuddle with.
Dinnertime Cuddles
"Blaine?" called Kurt, throwing himself on the couch.
"In the kitchen!"
Kurt groaned, getting up slowly. He walked to the kitchen with an incredibly accurate imitation of a zombie.
Blaine was whistling Teenage Dream and humming the words to himself as he kneaded some kind of dough. Kurt rolled his barely-open eyes and walked to him, wrapping his arms around him in a lazy hug, letting Blaine support most of his weight.
"Hi there," muttered Blaine from under him, still kneading.
"Come lie with me on the couch."
"I'm making dinner," chuckled Blaine.
"Dinner can wait," Kurt mumbled, then yawned.
Blaine turned his head around to kiss whatever part of Kurt he managed to reach- the side of his chin. "You make a compelling argument, darling, but I really need to finish here."
Kurt huffed. "Fine. I'll just strangle you with my bear hug until you're done."
Although Kurt was heavy- muscle, not fat, thank you very much, he has been working out- they moved together seamlessly in the kitchen, while Blaine stirred that pot and poured that thing on top of the other, putting that in the oven and taking out this.
When the oven was turned off and the pots removed from the stovetop, Kurt asked, voice blurry, "Are you done yet?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Can we cuddle now?" he sounded hopeful.
"Yes," giggled Blaine.
Kurt made a cheering noise, and they walked to the living room; Blaine was practically giving Kurt a piggyback ride by now. They landed heavily on the couch, which creaked angrily at them.
They quickly repositioned themselves to spooning- Kurt's arms still wrapped around Blaine, who leaned back into the warm embrace. Their legs tangled, and Kurt sighed happily, burying his face in Blaine's post-shower-ungelled curls and inhaling deeply. He could feel in entire body relax, giving in and going still, unclenching every single muscle.
"Can we nap before dinner?" murmured Kurt, his words muffled in Blaine's hair.
"Sure thing, honey. Sleep, I'll wake you up later."
"Love y-you," his words broke with a gigantic yawn.
Blaine tickled him lightly, then took one of his hands and brought it to his mouth to kiss it and whisper, "Love you, too."