A/N: After how awesome the past two days have been, Claire and I have both hit a giant wall. ... Uh oh.

"RAAAIIINNNN!"

Kurt didn't know what was going on. All he could hear was screaming, and it freaked him out.

He sat up in bed, giving a small yawn before looking at the time. It was three am. He'd been asleep for two hours.

Looking around, he realised he wasn't in bed – he was on a mattress on the floor, and the New Directions and the Trouble Tones were all sprawled around him. And he wasn't at home either. He remembered – he was at Blaine's.

"RAAAINNN!"

It was Blaine. Kurt could recognise his voice now. But where was he? He shuffled sleepily but hastily out of his sleeping bag, stumbling up the stairs, trying to find out where Blaine's voice was coming from.

"Blaine?" Kurt peeked out the back door, and there Blaine was, his arms outstretched, his face tilted to the sky and completely drenched.

"Blaine? What are you doing?"

Blaine turned around, beaming at him.

"Kurt! It's raining!"

"I can see that." Kurt laughed.

"You should come join me!" Blaine said, bouncing closer and grabbing Kurt's hand, tugging slightly.

"I'm in my pyjama's.. And I don't have a spare set."

"You can borrow some of mine." Blaine argued. "Please Kurt? Please please please?" he begged, taking Kurt's other hand.

They stood there for a moment, Kurt just inside the door, warm and dry, Blaine just outside, drenched and getting wetter by the second – and he couldn't be happier.

Kurt bit his lip.

"Okay." He agreed. Blaine's smile got even bigger as Kurt took a hesitant step out of the door. He tugged him over to where he'd been standing before.

"Now, throw out your arms, and scream rain." He instructed, leaning in for a second to steal a kiss before backing away. "Like this." He demonstrated, throwing his arms out as he screamed. Kurt blinked at him for a second.

"Go on!" Blaine prompted.

Kurt laughed, hrowing his head back and flinging his arms wide.

"RAAAAIIIIIIINNNN!" he screamed.

"Feel better?" Blaine laughed, wiping water out of his eyes.

"It feels amazing." Kurt called back, giant smile on his face.

Blaine grabbed his hand again, spinning him around in the rain – both of them laughing.

When they finally went back inside, dripping all over the kitchen floor, half of the New Directions was there, smirking at them, bemused.

"Uhh…hi." Kurt said sheepishly, and they all burst into laughter.

"I swear, you guys are so cute." Mercedes laughed as Blaine shook his head, spraying water everywhere.

Kurt blushed, tugging on Blaine's arm.

"Blaine, towels?" he asked, his eyes pleading. Blaine laughed, shaking his head again and taking Kurt's arm.

"Yeah, come on." he grinned, pulling Kurt past all of the people in his kitchen and up the stairs, leaving a trail of water behind them.

In his room, Blaine handed Kurt a towel and a stack of clothes.

"Use my bathroom." he said, already turning to find himself a set of clothes.

"Um, Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you have a pair of my pyjama's?"

Blaine's eyes widened. "Uhh…"

Kurt laughed. "I don't know whether this is sweet or creepy."

Blaine scratched the back of his neck. "Sweet?" he shrugged. "I like them, and you left them here once."

Kurt gave him a strange look, a thought crossing his features. "Do you…do you wear them, sometimes?"

Blaine blinked, looking away sheepishly. "Maybe…"

Kurt bit his lower lip, pulling Kurt in for a kiss. "That's…kind of hot…" he whispered, biting at Blaine's jawline.

"Blaine!" Rachel called from downstairs, and they jumped away from each other. "Your house is leaking!"

A/N: I like rain. :D