Chapter 2

Kurt woke slowly, wondering why he was tangled in covers and arms and suddenly feeling very warm. Blaine could feel the man stir in his arms and he slowly stroked his arm, feeling the soft hair there and nearly yelped in panic. Liam didn't have soft hair, Liam didn't have slim arms, Liam wasn't here.

"Oh my gosh!" Blaine shouted as he bounded out of the covers and in his haste to sit up he fell off the side of the bed and landed with thump.

"Owwww," he muttered from the floor, "I shouldn't have done that."

Only Kurt's head could be seen over the bed, peering down at Blaine on the floor.

"Good morning," he said, smiling gingerly, "I'm hung-over."

"I know, me too." Kurt rolled back into bed and Blaine soon followed, once his head had stopped spinning. Crawling under the covers there was a long pause of silence as light started to appear through the cracks in the curtains.

"Why are you in my bed?" Blaine whispered, under the covers, afraid to look properly at the world or Kurt.

"I'm not sure," Kurt returned, "I think we drank quite a lot of wine and I remember you were very excited about something and then waking up here. How do you feel?"

"Apart from the splitting headache, not too bad thanks," Blaine chuckled, then winced. "Ooh shouldn't do that."

They both dozed for a while after that, time seeming to drift away, problems to be dealt with at a later time. A sudden gentle knock at the door broke them out of their dozing about an hour later.

"Blaine?" His mother's voice. "Can I come in?" She sounded timid but not at all prepared for the scene ahead of her, her eyes suddenly wide in the doorway where she stood.

"Mum!" Blaine exclaimed, "We were asleep!"

"Oh sorry, urm I'll be downstairs, urh, sorry…" she said as she nearly bumped into the doorframe on her way out.

"Ohhhh, that's going to be difficult to explain," Blaine grumbled, as he tried to bury his head under his pillow. Kurt only laughed.

"I'm sorry Blaine, maybe I should go…"

"No, no don't go," he said as he looked at Kurt properly for the first time that morning and smiled. "I'll speak to my mum and bring us coffee."

Blaine hobbled to the wardrobe and struggled to gain his balance while putting on sweatpants and a t-shirt. Kurt could only smile and snuggle into the covers.

As Blaine made his way downstairs he could hear his mum's nervous bustle in the kitchen, the banging of pans and cupboard doors. She would be desperately trying to keep busy in the hope that what she had just witnessed had never occurred.

"I'm sorry mum," Blaine said as he started making coffee and calmly taking mugs from her twitchy hands, "I didn't know Kurt would end up staying, we probably had too much wine last night and I can't remember much of what happened." Blaine looked bashful and embarrassed in front of his mum but he suddenly thought what a different conversation he would be having if this was his father.

"Don't worry Blaine," she smiled, "I understand. I just worry about you. Don't rush into anything."

"Oh mum," Blaine rushed to say, so embarrassed, "It's really not like that, I hardly know Kurt and I know full well what yesterday was." The full realisation of yesterday's events dawned on him as he sat with his mug of coffee on the kitchen stool. "Oh yesterday really happened then?" He said, smiling but with no real humour.

"I'm sorry Blaine."

"Oh I know, I know, don't worry about me mum. It was nice to forget for a while with Kurt last night though. I don't know what it is about him, I felt like I'd known him for years yesterday. We chatted for hours and it's strange. I should probably take him coffee now." He rose out of his seat to take the coffee and only as he was by the door did his mum remind him of his chosen activities today.

"Do you want me to cancel it Blaine? They'd completely understand and I'm sure we can get some of the money back."

He thought for a moment but then nodded. "No, I'll go." He nodded to himself, coming to an understanding and accepting.

After walking slowly upstairs, he walked into his room gingerly, not sure whether Kurt was awake and placed a coffee mug and tablets on the side of the bed. Kurt slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes adorably and yawning.

"We really did drink too much wine last night, didn't we?" Kurt laughed, pulling a face that showed his mouth felt like carpet.

"Just a bit," Blaine said, smiling and getting into bed beside Kurt, continuing to sip his coffee. "I made coffee. Sorry for last night, you must be sick of me now and all my pathetic rambling."

"No, of course not," Kurt said, "You looked like you needed an ear, I'm glad I was there to help."

"Its rather strange that it was you though," Blaine said after a while, "I mean I barely know you," he chuckled, "Not that that is important, I just think it's strange."

"Well I liked it," Kurt smiled, "I mean, not the awful thing that happened to you but the chatting. We should hang out some more. It gets lonely in New York at the best of times and Rachel, my roommate can be quite annoying in large doses."

"Yeah, that'll be good Kurt, I'd like that," Blaine's smile was almost mega watt and definitely infectious.

"I suppose I better get up properly," Blaine said after a while, "Lots to do today."

"Oh of course," Kurt said as he got up, still dressed only in his boxers. He followed Blaine's gaze and laughed. "Oops," he chuckled, "I don't remember stripping so easily! Where's my…."

"Here," Blaine hastily gave Kurt his suit which he took in the bathroom to change into. Kurt blushed but as soon as he was in the bathroom Blaine gulped and tried to steady his raging heartbeat.

As soon as Kurt was out of the bathroom and coffee finished, numbers were exchanged and Kurt was suddenly on his way, when sudden panic filled Blaine's stomach with butterflies.

"Wait Kurt," Blaine said, Kurt already by the door but as Kurt turned slowly Blaine realised this could be a defining moment after all and decided to take it.

"What are you really doing this week?"

"Err, I don't know, working I guess?"

"I mean, last night we were joking about a holiday and you were up for it, saying you could get cover. But that was when we were wasted wasn't it? You know, don't worry…" Blaine looked down, so embarrassed.

"No, I remember now, I mean I was feeling a bit spontaneous last night but I could get the time off, why? Did you really want a holiday?"

"Well I kinda have one booked," he shrugged, "My honeymoon."

"Oh," Kurt simply said.

"I mean I know it would be awkward as hell but we can change rooms, get a twin or two singles and explain or…"

"It would be great to have a holiday…" Kurt said, thinking about his last vacation over a year ago and with his family.

"Don't feel any pressure though Kurt, I mean you hardly know me and it would be awkward and… you know, don't worry," Blaine said, waving his hand in the air, "It was a silly idea."

"No, don't worry Blaine. I think it would be a good idea, get your mind off Liam and what an idiot he was. Where is the honeymoon by the way?"

"Egypt."

"Egypt?!" Kurt exclaimed, "I've always wanted to go there."

"I mean it's not the most romantic of places, I never really understood why Liam wanted to go there." Blaine shrugged his shoulders.

"Well that's perfect for us then," Kurt smiled. "I hope you don't mind me going along Blaine, I mean if you want to go alone or with a better friend…"

"Are you kidding?" Blaine scoffed, "I could never go alone on my own honeymoon and I don't really want to see any of our friends really. They all knew Liam and would probably choose him over me any day. I don't want to be constantly reminded of what happened yesterday either. I want to forget and enjoy myself for once."

"Exactly! Well we can definitely do that." Kurt's grin grew then faded. "I can't really help out money wise though Blaine, I mean I could pay for things while I was out there but…"

"Oh no that's all taken care of, it was a wedding present from Liam's parents and the tickets are all in my name."

"Even better! Well I better head out and get sorted."

"Yeah the plane is at 5, so we only have a few hours before we have to leave. My mum was going to take me and Liam to the airport so I guess she'll take us."

"Great, I'll introduce myself properly to her on the way out then," Kurt said chuckling.

And introduce himself he did. He managed to get halfway downstairs when he tripped on his trouser leg and fell, landing on his side and yelping in pain.

"Oh my!" Blaine's mum rushed to the bottom of the stairs, her face awash with concern.

"Kurt, are you ok?"

"Yes, just bruised I think and very embarrassed," he said, burying his face in his hands when he had recovered himself enough to sit on a stair. Blaine appeared at the top of the stairs and upon seeing Kurt he rushed to his side.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just properly introducing myself to your mum." He smiled.

"Well it's nice to meet you Kurt but maybe next time it should be less dramatic," she said, winking.

"Kurt's coming to Egypt too mum is that ok?"

She raised an eyebrow in question to Blaine but then smiled at them both. "That's fine Blaine; it'll be good for you to get away. I've already rung Liam's parents to explain that you're still going and under the circumstances they completely understand why you would like to get away. They're very embarrassed."

"Good," Blaine said bitterly then realising Kurt was still here. "Hey you better get your stuff sorted."

"Oh yeah," Kurt rushed up, broken out of his reverie. "I'll see you in a couple of hours. Thanks Blaine." As he walked to the door, Blaine followed him, clearly anxious to say something but not sure where to start. As Kurt turned he looked at Blaine carefully and gave such a warm smile that Blaine's worries instantly left him.

"See you soon then Blaine," Kurt said, rubbing his arm gently and then he was gone. But not for long.