A/N: Okay hai. Most of you got it right, it was me (JenJen) typing the last A/N, and obviously this one. :D I keep meaning to tell you guys things and then completely forgetting - when we write, we tend to ignore the whole 'Blaine's a junior' thing - except for in certain fics, of course. My favourite explanation for this is that when Blaine got beaten up at the dance, he missed a lot of the rest of the year and had to repeat. So therefore he's down a year, but still the same age. Regardless of your belief's, this has nothing to do with this chapter :)

Rating: G/K

Mornings were Kurt's favourite time of the day.

He always woke up first, blinking sleepily into the morning light, snuggling into Blaine's side. He got to spend the few minutes – or however long it was until the alarm went off – watching Blaine as he slept, curled contentedly into Kurt's side, nuzzling into his neck as he started to wake up.

"What time is it?" Blaine murmered, hiding his face in Kurt's neck.

"Early." Kurt whispered, wrapping his arms around Blaine and snuggling happily into him, kissing the top of his head.

"Too early to be awake?" Blaine questioned, yawning.

"Something like that." Kurt agreed with a laugh, readjusting the blankets over them.

Blaine hummed sleepily, trying to cuddle closer still.

"Kiss?" he requested, tilting his face up.

"Morning breath." Kurt reminded him drowsily.

Blaine reached blindly for his bed side table, searching and coming back with a small bottle.

"Open." He told Kurt. Kurt raised an eyebrow, watching as Blaine slipped one into his mouth, holding another. "They're mints." He explained, dropping it into Kurt's mouth. Kurt smiled appreciatively, not fighting when Blaine pressed their lips together, kissing him slow and sleepily.

He laughed as Blaine pulled away, nuzzling his head back into Kurt's neck, kissing at the skin there and absently stroking his hands up Kurt's side.

Kurt laughed slightly, placing a hand over Blaine's. "Stop." He murmered. "Tickles."

Blaine laughed in sleepy surprise, pulling Kurt's body flush against his and wrapping his arms around his neck.

"Sorry." He whispered, kissing Kurt's jaw, just under his ear.

Kurt sighed, letting himself nestle against Blaine for a few minutes longer before pulling back reluctantly.

"We should get up." He told Blaine sadly, glancing at the clock.

"Mm..." Blaine agreed, stretching up for another kiss.

"Shower?"

"Together or separate?" Kurt asked with a smirk, already anticipating Blaine's response.

"Together. Always." Blaine sounded mildly affronted that Kurt even had to ask.

"You go. I'll catch up." Kurt smiled.

Blaine rolled his eyes.

"You just want me to start the shower so it's already warm." Blaine accused as he unwillingly rolled out of bed.

"Always." Kurt smirked, stretching lazily as Blaine crossed the room.

Yes, morning was definitely his favourite time of the day.

A/N: More mpreg, coming RIGHT up :D