A/N: My apologies for the complete lack of updates as of today. We were out since 10 and we haven't really been home. We wrote lots today though - we're typing, finishing and editing and will have 150 in 2 hours :D
Rating: G/K
"Oh my god Blaine! Could you be anymore disgusting?"
"Wha?" Blaine mumbled, accidentally spraying crumbs over the table.
Kurt recoiled in horror, pushing his plate away as he shook his head, watching in disgust as Blaine practically inhaled his meal – table manners completely ignored in his hunger.
"I don't think I'll ever eat again." Kurt muttered, brushing crumbs off the table in front of him, averting his eyes from Blaine.
Blaine mumbled something.
"Don't talk with your mouth full." Kurt reprimanded. Blaine swallowed.
"I said 'don't do that, it's bad'."
"If you had table manners, I'd be fine."
"I have table manners! I just don't use them much."
"You should."
"Why do we even need table manners?" Blaine asked in frustration.
"So we can all eat without spraying food everywhere and looking like ferals."
Blaine's eyes narrowed at his boyfriend as he pushed his plate away as well.
"What are you implying?"
"I'm not implying anything!"
"You're implying something."
Kurt sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just, I'm exhausted, and you tend to forget about trivial things such as manners when you're starving."
Finally noticing his discomfort, Blaine pushed his chair away, coming around to Kurt's side of the table and hugging him into his chest.
"I'm sorry." He whispered into Kurt's hair.
Kurt laughed.
"I'm not that upset."
Blaine hugged him tighter.
"I know." He said comfortingly. "But it bothered you a little, didn't it?"
Kurt shrugged, and Blaine decided it was a good time to change the topic.
"Come on." He said, pulling back and holding a hand out. Kurt took it.
"Where are we going?" Kurt asked as Blaine pulled him out of his seat.
"Bed?"
"Oh... I'm not that tired..."
Blaine smirked. "I didn't say we were sleeping."
A/N: This story was based on a lot of our friends...