So I said that earlier, but I'm just gonna remind ya'll that I'll be gone from Sunday to Tuesday, so tomorrow I'll post four drabbles to make up for the days I won't be around.
French Kiss
Blaine lifted his head from Kurt's ass, and Kurt finally looked up from his French homework when he felt the comforting pressure disappear.
They've been lying like this for over an hour, Kurt working on his French reading assignment and Blaine reading and re-reading his History notes, trying to memorize every detail of the Cold War.
"Not comfy anymore?" Kurt asked, craning his neck to look at Blaine.
"Mm, very comfy, but I promised my mom I'll be back for dinner," he closed his book, found his bag on the floor and shoved it inside, looking around to see if he forgot something else.
"Tell her I said hi." He was already back to his book; there was this one tense he just couldn't get, and it was driving his mad.
"Mm'kay." He leaned forward to kiss Kurt- it was meant to be short and chaste, but they've just reached a point where they simply couldn't keep their tongues to themselves. So they kissed for a long moment, until Blaine pulled away with a smack. "See you tomorrow, love."
Kurt smiled, resting his cheek on his hand. "Á demain, mon amour."
His accent was so adorable Blaine couldn't resist kissing him again, and whispering against his lips, "Je t'aime."