It's close to five in the morning and Kurt is tired. The exhaustion of spending hours making love is starting to settle deep into his body. He needs rest, but he tries to fight it as best as he can.

"Go to sleep, Kurt," Blaine quietly laughs after seeing Kurt yawn really big with sleepy eyes.

"Don't want to fall asleep," Kurt mumbles around a yawn, hugging the pillow under his head tighter.

"Why?" Blaine asks as he pushes a few strands of Kurt's hair back from his face.

"Afraid to wake up and find out this was all a really good dream. Don't want you gone," Kurt admits.

"Don't worry, Kurt." Blaine leans over and places a gentle kiss to Kurt's temple. "I'll be here every morning for the rest of your life, if you wish."

Kurt simply replies; voice quiet but filled with love. "I wish."

"Then I'll be here," Blaine whispers against Kurt's lips. "I love you."

A smile spreads across Kurt's face. How a few simple words whispered to him in the middle of the night by Blaine can make him happier than he ever imagined is something Kurt thought would never happen. When he saw how his parents loved each other, he never thought he would ever find a love like that. And if he did, he didn't expect it to come close to what they shared. But here, now, with Blaine, he knows he's found a love like his parents. He's found a love that makes him believe he was meant to find Blaine and spend the rest of his life with him.

"Say it again," he asks of Blaine.

Blaine smiles at him, nuzzling his nose right under Kurt's ear. "I love you."

He's lost count of how many times Blaine has told him that since the first time hours ago; he's lost count. But he could hear it a dozen times a day for the rest of his life from Blaine and he knows he'll always feel a flutter in his chest every time; feel his heart skip a beat. He'll always feel that happiness that washes over him when Blaine says those words to him. It's something he'll never get tired of.

"I love you, too," Kurt sleepily replies, finally closing his eyes.

Turning on to his side, back to Blaine, Kurt feels as Blaine wraps his arms around his waist and pulls him back to his chest. Covering Blaine's hand that rest on his chest right over his beating heart, intertwining their fingers together, Kurt sighs as Blaine brushes a barely there kiss over the back of his neck. Being held by Blaine in his strong arms, feeling him rhythmically stroking his thumb over his lower belly, hearing him quietly humming into his ear, Kurt smiles at falling asleep being held by the man he loves for the first time in his life.

A few short hours later something pulls Kurt from his sleep. Groggily opening his eyes, Kurt is scared and confused for a few moments about the body pressed close behind him. Stilling in the arms wrapped around him, holding him close, he instantly relaxes, though, when the sound of gentle snoring reaches his ears. He knows that noise, recognizes it from when he first heard it a few weeks before. That noise makes him happier than it should.

A calm falls over Kurt as the previous night comes back to him. Closing his eyes, and drawing in a deep, steadying breath, heart beating wildly in his chest, Kurt remembers how Blaine said he loves him; how he said those words with everything he had in his heart. He remembers how those words on Blaine's tongue were the greatest things he has ever heard. They were like a symphony of music that seemed to only play for him. Kurt recalls how Blaine kissed him like a promise of what they have only being the start of something. The night before was the best night of his life, and a smile spreads across Kurt's face as he thinks about it. His and Blaine's life are now tangled together forever like pieces of string tied together, and he hopes it stays that way. He never wants for the knot that ties him to Blaine to fall away; he wants him by his side for the rest of his life.

Turning in Blaine's arms and gazing at him, Kurt reaches up and ghosts his fingers over Blaine's face. He thinks about how he did this a few weeks ago when he thought he would never see Blaine again after that night; how he tried to memorize every inch of him. Doing it now, though, he tries to memorize every feature on Blaine's face so he can remember what it was like to wake up with him for the first time after a shared night together. Brushing his fingers over Blaine's lips, Kurt leans over and kisses him unlike he was able to do that previous morning.

The next instance the sound of someone loudly knocking on his door grabs his attention, confused as to who it may be, and figuring out that's what woke him, Kurt climbs out of bed. Grabbing his robe slung over the back of a chair, pulling it on, he feels he could still sleep another twelve hours.

Groggy and tired, he manages to slide his door open to find Rachel and Santana standing there holding a box of donuts and coffee. "Hey, guys," he mumbles, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and yawning. "What time is it?"

"Almost eight-thirty," Rachel answers in a cheery tone as she walks past Kurt, and into his loft.

"Berry here thought we should bring you donuts at an ungodly hour," Santana gripes, wearing sunglasses and sounding like she wants back in her bed to sleep.

"We're trying to cheer you up."

"Why?" Kurt takes the cup of coffee Santana holds out to him.

"About Blaine," Santana replies. "He didn't come like we thought."

"And why would you think he would come?" Kurt watches as Santana takes a drink of her coffee and walks to the table in the kitchen, avoiding answering his question. He knows what they did because of Blaine, but he wants to hear then admit it to him. Looking to Rachel, who is trying to distract herself and go unnoticed, he clears his throat to get her to look at him. "Rachel? What did you two do?"

"It was Santana's idea!" she yells, pointing at Santana.

"Thanks a lot, Rachel." Santana glares at her as she sits down. "So we called the company and told them Blaine forgot his watch here. Big deal. Besides, that was, like, four days ago. He didn't show like I thought he would. Sorry."

"Which is why we brought donuts and coffee. We know you still must be heartbroken over all this," Rachel says as she sits down. "Sweets to get over a broken heart."

Kurt figures, at this point, he should tell them the truth. It's time for them to meet the guy who changed his world. "I'm gonna go change. I'll be back in a sec." Turning on his heel, he walks away, hearing Santana arguing with Rachel about ratting her out, and biting back a laugh.

Walking into his room and finding Blaine still adorably passed out in his bed, he kneels on it. Scooting over to be closer to him, running his hand up and down his bare back, he leans down to wake him up. "Wake up, Blaine," he whispers into his ear.

"Still tired. Want to sleep," Blaine mumbles against the pillow his head is resting on.

"No more sleeping." Kurt grabs the blanket covering Blaine's lower half and tosses it away. Biting his lower lip and grinning at the sight of his cute ass, trying desperately not to get turned on right now, he leans over and playfully bites at the flesh right above Blaine's hip on his side.

"Did you just bite me?" Blaine laughs as he turns on to his side.

"Maybe." Kurt feels want stir inside him at the sight of Blaine naked in his bed. The thought of knowing he's going to be experiencing this for a long time has a warmth blooming in his chest and spreading throughout his body.

"Maybe?" Blaine playfully tackles Kurt to the bed, pinning his wrists above his head. "I don't see anyone else in here that could have possibly bitten me."

"Okay. Okay." Kurt slyly grins at Blaine. "It was me. How could I resist."

"You're so adorable," Blaine says as he grins down at Kurt, reaching between their bodies to work open Kurt's robe. Kurt gasps when Blaine takes him in hand and slowly strokes him. "Feel good?"

"Mmhmm." Kurt nods his head as he lifts his hips up into Blaine's fist. He can already feel a flush blooming in his cheeks as Blaine strokes him.

Blaine leans down and kisses at the apple of his cheek.

Whimpering into Blaine's mouth when he kisses him, Kurt can feel desire and need growing for Blaine. Right here, right now, he wants him. "What are going to do?" he asks even as he lifts his shoulders so Blaine can push off his robe.

Blaine arches an eyebrow and gives Kurt a sly grin as he moves down the bed.

Tipping his head to the side, and parting his thighs, Kurt holds back from moaning when Blaine takes him into his mouth. Throwing his head back and closing his eyes when Blaine starts to suck and swallow as he bobs his head, Kurt completely loses himself in the feeling of Blaine's mouth on him, quietly whimpering and moaning. Carding his fingers through curls, barely raising his hips up into Blaine's mouth, already feeling the heat stirring in his belly, Kurt forgets about everything; he lets go of it all and marvels in the pleasure starting to unfurl in his belly. He knows it won't take long for him to come.

Arching his back and softly whining when Blaine sucks at the head of his cock, Kurt throws his eyes open in surprise when he hears Rachel call his name. "Fuck!" Scrambling to push Blaine off him after remembering his friends are waiting for him in his kitchen, Kurt groans when Blaine resists and just doubles his efforts. "B-Blaine," he says with a shaky, uneven voice. "My...My friends are here." Blaine's only reply is to hum around his cock, sending delicious vibrations through him. "Fuck!" he quietly exclaims. "Can't...We can't." Even though he says that, Kurt holds the back of Blaine's head and gently rocks his hips up into his mouth. "Oh, God!"

"Kurt?" Rachel calls, sounding worried.

"I-I'm fi-fine." Kurt clears his throat after hearing how broken his voice sounds, trying to sound more composed. "I'll be out in a minute!"

Closing his eyes and pulling his bottom lip between his teeth and feeling the heat pooling in his belly. A few more sucks of Blaine's mouth and Kurt falls over the edge. Arching his back off the bed and dropping his mouth open on a silent scream, he spills inside Blaine's mouth. Pulsing inside Blaine's mouth, feeling him swallow every drop, Kurt slumps against the bed satiated and satisfied with a smile on his face after Blaine pulls off him.

"I wanted the taste of you on my tongue." Blaine leans down and gives him a quick peck to the lips.

Kurt faintly moans as he closes his eyes and tries to compose himself. "You can't say things like that," he says as he opens his eyes to Blaine grinning down at him. "It makes me want you, now."

"That's not a bad thing," Blaine replies as he gently rocks his hips down on Kurt, sending a spark of arousal through his body.

"It is." Kurt softly sighs as he forces himself to grab Blaine's hips and stop him from moving. If he had his way, he would kick Rachel and Santana out right now and spend another two days in bed with Blaine. But he can't. He wants to introduce his friends to the man who makes him happier than he thought possible. He wants them to meet the man he loves. That's why he has to stop Blaine before they get carried away. "It is a bad thing when my friends are in the kitchen waiting for me." Gazing up at Blaine, cupping the side of his face, stroking his thumb over his jaw, feeling the slight stubble, Kurt feels his heart swell with love for Blaine. It's still crazy to him that this is all happening. In a million years, he would never have thought he would find someone like Blaine. But he did. Of all the men that he could have opened his door to that first night, Blaine was the one standing there. Blaine is the one he fell in love with, and who fell in love with him. It's like an ending to a fairy tale. Except this fairy tale is his life, and this isn't the end of their story. This is just the start. He and Blaine have many pages of their life together to fill out and create.

"I want you to meet them," Kurt says. "Preferably while clothed; and not while you're inside me."

Blaine laughs along with Kurt as he nods his head in understanding. "Okay," he agrees.

"Let's put some clothes on." Kurt gives Blaine a quick kiss and then pushes him off him.

Quickly getting dressed in shirts and sweats, fixing Blaine's hair, Kurt takes Blaine's hand in his. Walking out of the room and to the kitchen area, nervous and worried, and still flushed from what he just did, he leaves Blaine a few steps from the kitchen and goes and stops right in front of the table where Rachel and Santana sit.

"Damn, Hummel, as long as you took, I thought you look a little more put together, and less like you just got fucked," Santana remarks.

"Sorry, I got a little sidetracked." Shuffling on his feet and chewing his lower lip, Kurt takes a deep, calming breath. "There's something I want to show you two."

"Okay," Rachel says as Santana nods her head.

Walking over and grabbing Blaine's hand where he leans against the wall by the kitchen out of view, he gives him an encouraging smile. "Ready?" he whispers.

Blaine smiles and nods his head.

Giving him a quick kiss, Kurt leads him the few steps to the kitchen. He finds Rachel and Santana talking and not noticing him yet. Clearing his throat to get their attention, seeing surprise registered in their eyes when they see Blaine next to him, he tells them, "Rachel, Santana, I'd like you to meet Blaine."

"Oh," Santana says with a smile. "You were getting fucked."

"Oh, God!" Kurt drops his head in his hands and groans, embarrassed as his cheeks start to turn a deep red again. "Blaine, meet Santana."

Sitting on the couch a couple hours later as Blaine talks with Santana, drinking a cup of coffee, Kurt looks to Rachel when she sits by him. He notices the look on her face as if she has something she wants to say but isn't sure if she should. "What?" he just outright asks her since she won't say it.

"Kurt, don't take this the wrong way when I say this."

"Say what?" For a second, he gets nervous that Rachel is going to tell him that he is stupid for being with someone like Blaine considering how they met. But she was the one to encourage him to call him. And even though he didn't, he's wasn't about to pass up being with him when he told him how he felt after knocking on his door a few nights ago. To him, Blaine isn't what his job was. Blaine is the man he loves, and nothing else in his past matters.

"I hate you," she says, surprising him a bit by saying that.

"What! Why?" Kurt asks confused.

"That man is fucking gorgeous. I'd want him to sleep with me, too. Now I understand why you called him again. Damn!" Rachel wolf-whistles as she eyes Blaine across the room, fanning herself for added emphasis.

"Um...Thanks. Good to know you want to bang my boyfriend," Kurt jokes as he sets his cup down on the table.

"Is he?" Rachel turns her attention to him, hair fanning out as she quickly moves her head. It falls back down and rests against her back and over her shoulder. "Your boyfriend, I mean?"

That's something Kurt hasn't thought about yet. It's something he hasn't discussed with Blaine. It hasn't come up yet. They've been too busy with enjoying having the other person back to bother with discussing something like that. "I don't know," he truthfully answers, shrugging his shoulders. "I thought it was pretty obvious that's what we were after we said we loved each other. It'd be stupid if we weren't." That has Kurt wondering if he should ask Blaine where they stand now. Looking over to him, he tries to suppress his smile when he sees a slight hint of terror in Blaine's eyes as Santana tells him something. He can only imagine what mean, horrible thing she is saying.

"Kurt?" Rachel says to get his attention, smile on her face.

"Yeah?" He looks to her.

"Are you happy?" she asks with a serious tone to her voice.

Kurt nods his head. "I am. He makes me extremely happy."

"Good. You deserve to be happy. Oh, look. Santana is coming," Rachel says as she looks over to Blaine. "I'm gonna go talk to him."

"Okay." Kurt watches as Rachel leaves and Santana walks over to him.

"Hummel," Santana says as she plops down next to him on the couch, crossing her legs. "I got to give it to you. Blaine is a great guy."

Smiling at Santana as she sits there next him, Kurt starts to wonder what he would be doing if she hadn't called the company. It's then that he realizes he owes everything that happened in the past several hours to her.

"Thanks, San," he tells her in a soft whisper.

"No need to thank me for saying the truth." Santana waves off the remark with a flick of her wrist, obviously not saying what she did to be thanked.

"No." Kurt shakes his head. Leaning into Santana, pulling her close, he hugs her tight. He knows Santana isn't big on hugs; can tell in how she slightly goes tense and gets uncomfortable. In that moment, he feels her tense in his arms, but he still holds her. He has to show her how much he cares for her after what she did for him. "Thank you, for calling," he whispers into her ear. "For doing something I was too terrified to do on my own. I almost lost him, but you brought him back to me. Thank you."

"You deserved him, Kurt," Santana whispers, relaxing in Kurt's embrace and hugging him back. "He deserved you. I just did what was right."

"Not something I thought I'd ever hear you say." Kurt laughs as he pulls back from the hug.

"Well, don't get used to it." Santana smiles.

"I won't," Kurt jokes as he glances over to Blaine who smiles and winks at him.

Standing up, Kurt walks over to where Blaine is still talking with Rachel. "Hey." He winds his arms around Blaine's waist and tips his head back, adoringly gazing up at him.

Kurt turns into Blaine's touch when he cups the side of his face. "Hey," Blaine whispers back with a smile to his lips.

Softly sighing into the kiss Blaine gives him, Kurt forgets about his friends behind him. This is a sweet, tender kiss that isn't about starting something. This is just a simple kiss shared between two people who love each other. This is only the first of thousands of kisses like this that Kurt will get to experience with Blaine in years to come.

"Oh, man! You two are so adorable together," Rachel happily squeals behind them.

Looking over his shoulder, Kurt finds Rachel holding her fists in front of her mouth covering her huge smile. Her eyes, though, shine with excitement as she stares at them both. He, also, finds Santana giving them a look saying she's enjoying what she's seeing.

"Out," he tells them as he turns to face them.

"What?" Rachel says, sounding shocked that Kurt is making her leave. "I still want to talk to Blaine."

"You'll have time later. Out!" Kurt starts to shoo them to his door. "We're about to do things I don't want you two to be privy to."

"Fine," Rachel huffs, managing to sound like a kid refused a snack. She turns around and hugs Kurt tightly. "I'm so happy for you, Kurt," she whispers before giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking to the door.

"Thanks," Kurt tells her as she slides his door open and leaves. Looking to Santana still standing a few feet in front of him, he places his hands on her shoulders and starts to walk her out.

"Wait! Wait! Wait!" She holds up her hands and stops him.

"What?"

"Okay." Santana grins with a look to her eyes that can't be good at all. "I need something answered before I leave."

"Um...Okay," Kurt replies, getting worried over what Santana might ask.

"Blaine," she looks to him, "what's the number to an employers like yours that only caters to women? I know you know a good one, considering where you worked. I'd like to call and have sweet, young lady come over."

"Oh, God, San!" Kurt groans as he pushes her out of his loft. "You don't need to hire an escort. You're perfectly capable of picking up girls on your own."

"I still want that number," Santana comments.

Kurt hears Blaine laugh behind him. "Goodbye, San." He grabs the handle of his door. "Don't knock on my door for at least three days."

"Hummel's a horn dog. Wanky." Santana grins and winks at Kurt before turning around to go to her loft.

Closing his door and turning around, glad to be alone again, Kurt walks up to Blaine and takes his hand.

"So, what things are they not allowed to see?" Blaine asks with a small chuckle as he follows Kurt to the bedroom.

"It's something we both want," Kurt responds as he stops in front of his bed. He reaches down and grabs the hem of his shirt, pulling it up and off.

"Is that so?" Blaine grins as he raises his arms up as Kurt reaches for the shirt he's wearing and lifts it up off him.

"Yes." Kurt pushes off his pajama bottoms, kicking them away. He sits on the edge of the bed and lies back. "Let's go back to sleep."

"That's the best thing you could have suggested," Blaine laughs as he pushes his sweats off and climbs into bed with Kurt.

Kurt curls into Blaine's side, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder. "What did you talk about with Rachel?" he asks as he skims his fingers along Blaine's side.

"She just told me to be good to you," Blaine replies, skimming his fingers along Kurt's arm. "Told me not break your heart."

"And what did Santana tell you?"

"She said she would know how to kick my ass if I hurt you in any way."

Kurt laughs as he finally understands the look of terror on Blaine's face earlier. "Don't worry," he tells Blaine around his laughter. "She won't hurt you too bad."

"No." Blaine shakes his head as he holds onto Kurt and rolls them over. "I promise I'll do my best to try and never hurt you."

"What about when we fight?" Kurt arches an eyebrow in amusement.

"I'll apologize to you. No matter what, I'll apologize." Blaine starts to laugh. "Besides, they say makeup sex is the best kind."

"When can we have our first fight?" Kurt jokes.

"How about tomorrow? I've recently become free of all work obligations," Blaine suggests in a joking tone as he leans down and barely brushes his lips over Kurt's.

"Sounds good to me," Kurt laughs in reply as Blaine takes his bottom lip between his teeth and lightly bites down.

Softly sighing as Blaine starts to kiss along his collarbone, and then up his neck, Kurt thinks about how he never wants to leave this bed. Lying here with Blaine comfortably naked, enjoying the closeness of each other's bodies, Kurt is pretty sure he now knows what people mean when they say they could stay in a moment forever. This moment right here with Blaine is one he could stay in for the rest of his life.

"I want to stay here forever," Kurt voices his thoughts as Blaine presses a quick kiss to his lips. "Right here," he says as he runs his fingers through Blaine's curls and down his neck, dragging them over his chest and down to his abdomen, feeling defined muscles as he passes over them. Wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist, Kurt rests his hands at his lower back. "I could never leave this spot and be happy, as long as you were with me."

"I don't know." Kurt tips his head back as Blaine starts to kiss his way down his throat. "We'd have to leave eventually."

"Not really."

"Food," Blaine mentions as he kisses down Kurt's neck and chest. "We're bound to get hungry. We'd probably start smelling, too. So, we'd have take showers." Blaine laughs as he nuzzles his nose in the soft flesh of Kurt's stomach. "You have work and school. I'll eventually have to look for a new job."

"Okay," Kurt playfully sighs, pretending to sound defeated. "We'd leave. As long as I get to come back to it with you."

Blaine moves up his body once again and looks down at him. "Always," he replies.

"Good," Kurt replies with a small laugh. "What?" he giggles as Blaine gazes down at him with love.

"Will you go out with me Saturday night?" Blaine asks all shy and nervous, scared as if Kurt might refuse him. Kurt finds it too adorable.

"Do you even have to ask?" Kurt replies as he lifts his head to kiss Blaine. "I would love to," he mumbles against Blaine's lips.

"Good," Blaine says on an exhale of relieved breath. "Although, I do have to say it's been over two years since I've been on a date. So, I'm nervous, now."

"Don't be." Kurt wraps his arms around Blaine's back and grabs at his shoulders after he lies down

"You'll be great. It'll be fun and amazing. It's my first date. Ever. I'm beyond excited and thrilled. No matter what we do, I'll love it."

"Then I'll do my best to make it special. Isn't that what boyfriends do for the one they love?"

Kurt beams at Blaine saying boyfriends, nodding his head. Where he was a bit doubtful at what they were, and, yes, that is kind of stupid considering after everything that occurred. But it was still there in the back of his mind that, maybe, it wasn't what he thought. It's funny how one word from Blaine, a simple declaration, is enough to make his heart soar. Boyfriend, he thinks. It's something he's wanted for some time. But to have one, and it be Blaine, made all the waiting for one worth it.

Twirling a strand of hair around his finger after Blaine lowers himself down onto his body, tucking his head under his chin, Kurt revels in how happy he is. He's happy and in love. Blaine is his boyfriend and here with him. There's nothing more he could want or ask for.

"Rachel talked to you, didn't she?" He doesn't ask in an accusing way. It's more of a realization as it dawns on him, making him slightly embarrassed.

"She might have mentioned something to me." Blaine lifts up to look at Kurt, smile on his lips. "I didn't think to ask. I was just so happy to be with you, that it completely left my mind."

"That's okay." Kurt grabs ahold of Blaine and turns over so he is now on top of him. "I still love you."

"That's good to know," Blaine laughs as he skims his fingers along Kurt's side; going down over his ribs, past his hip, and then over his thigh.

"And don't worry about Saturday night," Kurt comforts Blaine as he feels heat stirring in his belly as he continues to touch him. But he ignores that for now as he moves off Blaine and presses into his side. "It'll be great no matter what. If nothing else, just remember I'll be putting out at the end of the night."

Blaine laughs out loud as he pulls Kurt down for a kiss. "You are a great something, Kurt Hummel."

Kurt smiles at remembering Blaine telling him that the first night they met. "So I've been told," he whispers against Blaine's lips. "Now, let's go back to sleep."

"That sounds perfect," Blaine says.

Cupping the side of Blaine's face, feeling him push into his touch, Kurt leans down and tenderly kisses him. "I love you."

"As I love you," Blaine replies.

Resting his head on Blaine's chest, listening to the steady, rhythmic beating of Blaine's heart, Kurt slowly falls asleep to the sound of with a small smile on his face.