Dalton!Klaine

Rating: G

Blaine sighed.

He'd sent a reply to Kurt's text a little over two hours ago.

But nothing.

Dalton wasn't the same anymore – now that Kurt was back at McKinley. He missed Kurt, especially since the other boy wasn't just down the hall, but instead a two hour drive away.

He sighed again, checking his phone just in case he hadn't heard the tone and went back to staring at the wall.

A noise at his window made him turn his head to eye it suspiciously for a few seconds.

Suddenly, Kurt's head popped up from the window – wide-eyed and flushed.

"Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed, rushing to the window to help the boy in. "How did you-what are-why-?"

"I climbed…" Kurt landed in the room with a soft thud, before righting himself and placing a hand on each of Blaine's shoulders. "…Because I love you, and I missed you."

Blaine stared dumbly at Kurt. "This room is on the second floor."

"I'm very aware. See; conveniently placed tree." He smiled. "Dad said I could stay the night, but he thinks Dalton allows guests."

Blaine was still stunned.

Kurt pecked him on the lips, grinning to himself before moving further into the room and planting himself on the bed.

"Come cuddle. I missed you."

^.^

Thus began Kurt's sleep overs at Dalton.

It didn't take Blaine long to start conspiring with Kurt – finding out which teachers were patrolling when, and planning a variety of different hiding places and escape routes – just in case of room checks. At first, Kurt thought he was being over-cautious – Dalton hadn't really enforced the rules that much while he was there – but after the second time he'd only just managed to hide before the door opened, he finally agreed.

They were a well-oiled team – Kurt visiting on weeknights and sleeping over on the weekends. Even the Warblers hadn't caught on yet, despite Blaine's constant chipper mood.

By the sixth week, Kurt had started wearing Blaine's blazer around the dorms – fooling the staff so he could go get coffee undetected. He did, however, get several of the teachers telling him to get a bigger uniform.

It was all going great – until he accidentally ran into Wes.

"Kurt?" the boy cried – sleepy eyes wide and confused.

"It's a dream." Kurt said softly, panicking slightly.

Wes wrinkled his nose – deep in thought – long enough for Kurt to slip into Blaine's room with the coffees.

"That was close…" Kurt breathed, and Blaine raised an eyebrow sleepily. "Wes saw me."

Blaine narrowed his eyes. "Hopefully he's so sleep deprived that it won't matter."

Kurt nodded, shrugging Blaine's blazer off before passing the coffee over.

Twenty minutes later, the door burst open, and eight very confused Warblers fell into the room. Thankfully, Kurt and Blaine were on opposite sides of the room.

"Kurt!" came the chorus of boys, and both Kurt and Blaine stood there with wide-eyes.

"I wasn't dreaming…?" Wes asked, still half-asleep.

"I…" Kurt started, until he was tackled by Jeff and Nick.

"You're back!" they exclaimed happily, half nuzzling him.

"Why have you been hiding?" Trent asked, and Blaine shook his head.

"Guys – he hasn't transferred. He's just…visiting."

Nick pulled away from Kurt, looking at Blaine in confusion.

"But…visitors aren't allowed to sleep over…"

"It's surprising how much you can get away with if you wear a Dalton blazer." Kurt said, smirking at Nick.

Blaine laughed, but sobered quickly.

"Guys, you can't tell anyone, okay? Kurt and I will get in trouble, and then you won't have a soloist for Regionals."

Nods of agreement came from everyone but Wes.

"Wesley?" Blaine asked sternly, and the other boy bit his lip.

"Does it count if I told before I knew?"