"You're not going anywhere," a sleepy Blaine said in a voice that Kurt could only describe as 'beyond adorable'.

"Blaine, I have to close the curtain. It's fucking blinding in here!"

"Nope. I'm not letting go. I wanna keep you forever!" Kurt smiled. He loved it when Blaine was cuddly and cute. He ran his fingers across his defined chest and stomach. Blaine shivered under the gentle touch. "What time is it?"

"A little after eight, why?"

"We have to get up." Blaine said with a frown, "I told your dad I'd have you home for lunch. And with a three hour drive, that gives us less than an hour to get ready, checked out, and go."

"Less than an hour?" Kurt jumped up, running towards his overnight bag. He began pulling out various skin care and hair products. "It takes me an hour just to do my hair!"

Blaine just sat back, watching a completely naked Kurt rush around the room before shutting himself in the bathroom. He got up, threw on a clean shirt, pair of boxers and jeans, and slipped on his shoes. He figured if he could get them checked out and grab some breakfast, Kurt would have plenty of time to get ready. He returned forty-five minutes later with bagels and coffee. Kurt greeted him at the door fully dressed, hair looking perfect.

"How did you do that so fast?" Blaine stood there, staring at Kurt's perfection.

"I'm just that fabulous! Which one's mine?" Kurt eyed the coffees. Blaine handed him his breakfast without taking his eyes off his boyfriend.

During the drive back to Lima, Burt called inviting Blaine to the barbeque he was having for the family. Blaine was a tad apprehensive. The last time he spoke to Kurt's dad was extremely awkward. They walked in the front door and found Burt and Finn sitting on the couch, watching the game. "Dad we're home… and with virginities intact!" Kurt laughed as he headed up to his room to drop off his bag.

"Dude!" Finn covered his ears.

"Good to know." Burt said before turning his attention to Blaine, who was frozen from the shock of Kurt's boldness. "Hey kid! Relax, breathe, and sit. Kurt was just being a wise ass."

Blaine willed his legs to move as he sat himself stiffly on the chair adjacent to the couch. He tried to focus on the game but his mind kept wandering to Kurt. He thought about what they did do on their trip. Kurt found his porn, Kurt watched him masturbate, Kurt masturbated in front of him, they got each other off. Then what happened? They showered together and Blaine actually rimmed him! He couldn't believe himself. It all happened. It was all real.

"Damn! They lost again!" Blaine was shaken out of his thoughts by Burt's exclamation. "Better start cooking now." Burt got up and walked in to the kitchen.

Just then Kurt reappeared in the TV room. He sat down daintily on the armrest of the chair. "Kurt, can I talk to you for a minute?" Blaine looked over at Finn. "Alone?"

They walked up to Kurt's room and Blaine closed the door behind them, locking it. Before Kurt had a chance to question him, Blaine pressed him against the wall, kissing him deeply. He grinded his hips against his slightly taller boyfriend. Kurt gasped against Blaine's mouth when he felt how hard his boyfriend actually was. "Blaine." Kurt pulled away, trying to catch his breath. "What the hell is that about?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about last night and how amazing you look right now… I couldn't help it!" Blaine attached his lips to Kurt's neck, nipping at the exposed skin.

"Blaine, my whole family is home!" Kurt held back a moan as Blaine found that area right where neck met shoulder.

"Your dad is grilling, Carole never interrupts, and Finn's hypnotized by the TV." Blaine says between kisses, "We have at least twenty minutes." His fingers played at Kurt's belt.

Kurt pushed him back, earning a whimper from Blaine. "Sorry, I just can't with all of them home. Sorry." With that, he unlocked the door and left the room. Blaine stood there, frozen with shock for the second time in under an hour. After a minute or two, Blaine had regained his composure and headed back downstairs. They spent the rest of the night in near silence. Everyone, even Finn, could sense the tension between the couple. When it came time for Blaine to leave, Kurt only gave him a hug goodbye. Blaine left feeling rejected.

Kurt and Blaine didn't speak much during the rest of their break. Kurt spent his time with Mercedes, Rachel, and the rest of the girls from New Directions. He even joined in on one of Finn's video game nights with the guys. But it was clear to anyone that his focus wasn't entirely on the present. He spent most of the time just staring longingly at his phone, sighing, or just staring off into the abyss. Mercedes tried to get him to just call Blaine but Kurt wouldn't listen. "It's his fault, he should call me!"

Blaine wasn't doing much better. He spent the rest of the week ignoring the guys' invitations to hang out. He even shut himself away from his sisters. He only left his room to use the bathroom and attempt to eat. Anna begged him to just call Kurt, but he wouldn't. "I don't even know what happened, he should call and explain."

On Monday, school started up again. Seeing each other was unavoidable. When Kurt was at his locker, Blaine cornered him. "What on earth did I do? Yes, I know I shouldn't have tried to make out with, and maybe dry hump, you while your family was home, but why are you acting like I set your house on fire?"

Kurt tried to muster up his best 'I'm pissed at you' face, but Blaine's teary eyes softened his glare. "Blaine, it's not that. It's just… you kinda attacked me. I love you, I do, and normally I wouldn't care if you just kissed me out of the blue; but for some reason it freaked me out. I told you I didn't want to with everyone home and you kept going. It was not ok!"

With that, Blaine broke down. "Kurt, I am so sorry! I promised myself I would never pressure you into anything or make you feel uncomfortable. I just… please forgive me! I am so, so, so sorry."

Kurt pulled Blaine into his arms. "It's ok Blaine. To be perfectly honest, I was insanely miserable without you this week."

"Me too." Blaine mumbled into Kurt's shoulder. "No more week long breaks. If you're mad at me, we talk it out immediately!"

"And if you're mad at me?"

"Impossible! You're too perfect!" With that Blaine stepped back, taking Kurt's hand in his, as they walked to their first class.