A/N: I just had to do an overly-excited-for-Christmas-Blaine story ^^

"Kurt?" Blaine whispered. "Kurt, are you awake?"

Kurt mumbled something, rolling over, away from Blaine and burying his head under a pillow.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked again, louder this time, his hands reaching out to stroke up Kurt's back. "Kurt, time to get up..." he called.

"What time is it?" Kurt groaned. Blaine glanced at the alarm clock and recoiled.

"Never mind. Go back to sleep." He said quickly – too quickly. Kurt pulled his head out from under the pillow just enough to glare at Blaine sleepily.

"Blaine, what time is it?"

"...five...thirty?"

"You woke me up at five-thirty in the morning?"

"But Kurt..." Blaine whined, looking so adorably miserable that Kurt almost forgave him right then. "It's Christmas..."

"Oh.." Kurt breathed, sinking back against his pillows with a sigh. "Oh, okay then. You're forgiven."

Blaine brightened, snuggling against Kurt's side. "Just this time though." Kurt reminded him, yawning as he nestled back against the pillows.

"Kurt..." Blaine tried again. Kurt raised a hand to pet at his hair, the other sliding soothingly up and down his back. Blaine quietened, his head dropping to rest on Kurt's shoulder as he yawned, and in seconds they were both asleep again.

Kurt woke up first the next time, his glance at the clock telling him that it was now seven in the morning, a somewhat decent time to get up. He rolled over, bumping into Blaine, causing him to whimper and try to squirm closer in his sleep. Kurt grinned to himself.

"Blaine, time to get up." He whispered. Blaine sat up quickly, clutching at Kurt as his head spun.

"Kurt?"

"Blaine, it's Christmas!" Kurt teased gently.

"Oh! Kurt, presents!" Blaine said excitedly, bouncing out of the room. Kurt watched him go, smiling as he started to climb out of bed. Before he got too far, Blaine was back, practically tackling Kurt back onto the bed.

"Blaine? What are you doing?" Kurt asked as Blaine made himself comfortable, sprawled out on top of Kurt.

"I didn't get my morning cuddle." Blaine pouted, nuzzling his face into Kurt's neck as Kurt brought his arms up to hold him in place.

Kurt laughed, kissing his curls.

"Come here." He said, pulling Blaine's face up to his and kissing him.

They were both panting by the time they pulled apart.

"What was that for?" laughed Blaine, pulling Kurt closer to him.

Kurt shrugged, his eyes bright.

"It's Christmas."

A/N: Even though Christmas is over here, I'm going to keep writing Christmas stories until someone makes me take my Christmas tree down ^^ Just a warning =P