A/N: FFN was being silly and didn't want me to log in, so this is the chapter from half an hour ago...

"Um…"

"Blaine, what now?" Kurt sighed exasperatedly.

"I think I had an accident?" Blaine asked, sounding a little confused.

"You think you had an accident?" Kurt asked, rolling over and stretching out to grab Blaine, confused when he didn't find him.

"Yeah…"

Kurt peered over the edge of the bed.

"Why are you on the floor?"

Blaine frowned even more.

"I…I really don't know."

Kurt grinned at him half-heartedly.

"How much did you drink last night?"

Blaine smiled up at him.

"I don't remember." He said happily – then he frowned. "That's a bad thing right?"

Kurt laughed, and Blaine winced, grabbing at his head.

"Apparently a lot." He whimpered, and Kurt laughed again.

"Do you want to get on the bed?" he offered, and Blaine looked confused.

"Um…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow, more than slightly concerned.

"My pants are wet…" he said softly, wiggling a little to confirm it.

Kurt laughed. "Do you want to go have a shower?"

"I don't feel like I've been drinking that much." He whimpered, wiggling again. "I'm awkwardly wet."

Kurt could only grin at him, shaking his head gently.

"Come on." Kurt pulled himself out of bed, walking over to Blaine and hauling him up.

"Where are we going?" Blaine asked, eyes brightening. "Somewhere exciting?"

Kurt laughed. "We're going for a shower."

"We?" his eyes lit up further.

Kurt nodded, pulling him close and grimacing when Blaine's wet pants came in contact with his boxers.

They did a weird dancey-shuffle to the bathroom, and Kurt managed to strip him without trying to encourage anything else. Finally, he got them both undressed and under the hot spray of the shower.

"This is naiicee…" Blaine hummed happily, letting the water cascade down his face.

Kurt stifled a laugh, shaking his head gently at Blaine's inability to function under the influence of alcohol.

"I still want to know why I'm wet." Blaine muttered after a moment.

"Because you're under the shower?"

"No, I mean…why I was wet. Before the shower. My pants. It was cold." He mumbled, almost a little sadly.

"Your pants used to be on the floor of the bathroom." Kurt told him gently. "They were the ones you were wearing this morning."

Blaine frowned. "How do you know…?"

"I heard you come in. You weren't very quiet."

Blaine frowned again, thinking hard.

"So…why are we in the shower, if I'm not…wet."

"I just wanted to get you naked."

A/N: :)