A/N: Kinda rushed because I have to go out soon and won't be back until late. :)

Kurt was happily snuggled on the couch, one of his favourite musicals on, blanket wrapped securely around his shoulders, content despite the pouring rain outside.

Carole and Burt had gone away for the weekend, assuming Kurt and Finn were grown up enough to look after themselves. The minute they'd left, Finn had gone to Puck's, settling in for an all-weekend COD marathon, leaving Kurt home alone.

He'd called Blaine earlier that afternoon, telling him that he'd been abandoned, and Blaine had laughed, promising to come over the next day. That had been two movies ago, much earlier in the afternoon, before the rain had started.

A knock at the door startled Kurt out of the doze he'd settled into – despite knowing how bad sleeping on the couch was for his body.

Yawning, he shuffled over to the door, opening it to find an absolutely drenched, shivering Blaine on his doorstep, arms wrapped securely around his waist.

"Blaine! What the hell are you doing? Come on, get inside!" Kurt fussed, ushering Blaine inside. Kurt quickly fetched him a towel, wrapping it around his shoulders and guiding Blaine into the bathroom.

"K-Kurt." Blaine shivered.

"Have a warm shower while I find you some dry clothes, okay?" Kurt said gently, placing a dry towel on the towel rack and shutting the door.

By the time Blaine emerged, towelling his hair dry and dressed in an old set of Kurt's pyjama's – pant legs folded up around his ankles – Kurt was curled back up on the couch, concentrating on his movie.

"Blaine." Kurt called, when he noticed him. "Come here." He said, holding his blanket open.

Blaine went willingly, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and nuzzling his face into his neck.

"Hi." He said, a little redundantly, snuggling into his side as Kurt wrapped the blanket around his shoulders.

"Why were you out in the rain?" Kurt asked, stroking his hands up Blaine's arms, trying to get him to stop shaking.

"Missed you." He admitted in a mumble, pressing his face into Kurt's neck.

"Aww." Kurt sighed, smiling, hugging him tighter, unable to help himself. His boyfriend was just too cute sometimes.

"I'm so tired." Blaine yawned, shifting as Kurt stretched out properly underneath him, curling himself back up on Kurt's chest, head on his shoulder.

"Then sleep." Kurt said simply, petting his hair gently as he pressed his cheek against Blaine's head.

"No..." Blaine protested sleepily, shaking his head.

"Why not?" Kurt sighed.

"I'm scared I'll wake up and this'll be a dream, or that Burt and Carole will be here and we'll get in trouble, or..." Blaine rambled. Kurt cut him off with a kiss.

"Shh." He whispered, pulling the blanket up securely, wrapping his arms tighter around Blaine.

"Close your eyes...I'll be here when you wake up." Kurt soothed. Blaine nodded, yawning as he shut his eyes, cuddling closer to Kurt.

"Night..." he mumbled.

"Night Blaine... Love you." Kurt whispered, kissing his curls.

A/N: I lurrrve you guys :)