Blaine's mom was getting a little bit better with constant care, but she hated the home she was in. As she said "it was full of old people"

The second she brought it up, Blaine started looking for a house or an apartment for them. Kurt understood, without flaw that Blaine had to take care of his family.

Since they'd gotten back together, Kurt and Blaine had spent most of their nights together. There was the one night where Kurt spent the night with Rachel, and another night where Blaine was away with the team. Both nights they'd spent on the phone, falling asleep together while they were apart.

Their nights together hadn't gone unoticed by Burt. He heard Blaine sneak into his son's room every single night, but he also knew they were being responsible. He knew they counted on each other just like him and Carole. He did his best to keep that in mind when he'd overhear certain sounds.

Blaine had put an offer in on a 3 bedroom apartment a few blocks away from the Hummel home, but hadn't heard anything in days. Burt and Carole called him and Kurt downstairs one day, saying they wanted to talk about Finn and Rachel.

"We know, okay?"

Kurt glanced at Blaine. Finn and Rachel hadn't told Burt and Carole about the baby yet, and that wasn't a conversation Blaine and Kurt wanted to have.

"Uh...you know what, Dad?"

"We know Blaine's looking to move in with his mom. And we know you two spend most nights together."

Kurt's cheeks went pink.

Carole smiled and took one of each of their hands. "We're not mad or anything. We understand. And we might have come to a solution."

Burt nodded. "If it's okay with Kurt, we were thinking that Blaine could share your room." He looked at his son. "And Mrs. Anderson could take over Blaine's room. We've already spoken to the hospital about having a nurse check on her several times through the day, and this way we could all get to know her a bit better."

Kurt glanced at Blaine and then back at his dad. "Can we discuss it?"

Burt nodded, a little shocked. "Sure."

"I just don't want us jumping into something like living together, even if it's still under your roof, if we aren't ready for it. I love Blaine, but this is something we need to talk about before we do it."

Carole smiled. "Your father and I are going out to get dinner, we'll be back in a while. Finn should be home soon, just let him know we'll be back." She grabbed Burt's arm and pulled him out of the room.

Kurt waited until he heard the front door close before turning to Blaine. "So, what are you thinking?"

Blaine shook his head. "I...I don't know what I'm thinking. I mean, on the one hand having her close and having you close at the same time is everything I could have hoped for. But at the same time, having her here is too much to ask of your family."

Kurt took his hand. "She isn't a burden. They've been looking at bigger houses for a few weeks to include her, they just aren't finding what they want. So this is their fix. Don't worry about them, they wouldn't offer this if it wasn't something we could handle. We can handle it."

Blaine took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. Now what about us? Do you think we're ready?"

Kurt ran his fingers along the back of Blaine's hand. "Do I think it's a little soon to move in together? Yeah, I do. But at the same time, we've practically been living together since the day we met. Sure, we had our own rooms but your first few nights here were spent in my room. And for the last few weeks you've spent all your time there."

"So...?"

Kurt shrugged. "That's my thought. Your turn."

"I think it's going to be hard living on top of each other. We're used to the cuddling at night, but when I try to fit my stuff into your closet, things are going to get more difficult." He sighed. "I'm not saying I don't want to live with you, Kurt. I do." He smiled. "I really do, I just think we need to think about everything away from each other for the night. Talk it over with Rachel, and I'll talk to San and Brit. You're too important for me to rush into this with."

Kurt shook his head. "I hate when you make sense." He laughed. "Okay. You spend a night in your room alone, I'll stay in mine and we'll see how we feel in the morning. Deal?"

Blaine nodded. "Deal. I'm thinking we should probably kiss on it though."

"Or fuck on it."

Blaine's eyebrows shot up and he smiled. "Hey that's a good idea too."

Kurt leaned in, pressing his lips to Blaine's. As their lips met, they stood up. The kiss was urgent and full of passion. Blaine opened his mouth, letting Kurt's tongue explore his mouth as he grabbed Kurt's hips roughly and pinned him against the table. Blaine moved himself so he could rub his erection against Kurt's leg and Kurt could do the same to his. He begun rocking slowly, eliciting a moan deep out of Kurt's throat.

Blaine moved down his neck, sucking on the spot just above his collar bone.

Kurt moaned loudly. "Oh Blaine"

Blaine rocked himself back and forth faster against Kurt's leg.

And then the door opened.

Finn yelled from the front door. "I'M HOME!" He waited a minute for an answer and headed towards the kitchen. "Mom? Burt?"

Blaine managed to get himself off Kurt and into a chair with his legs crossed to hide the bulge in his pants across from Kurt, who was doing the same just in time for Finn to walk into the room.

"There you guys are, where is everybody?"

Kurt didn't even turn around to face him. "They went out to get dinner."

"Ohhh, can I sit with you guys?"

"No. Get out. Go take a shower."

Finn looked at Blaine, clearly confused before Kurt added. "And put on some music."

"Really loud music."

"And stomp your feet really loudly as you come down the stairs."

"And knock before you come in."

Finn looked at them both. "Can you dudes like...get a room or something?" He made a disgusted face. "We eat in here."

Kurt glared at him for a minute before getting up and sitting himself down on Blaine's lap. "Are you going to stand there and watch, or are you going somewhere else?"

Finn ran out of the room and they listened as he thumped his way upstairs and slammed his door. The music started blasting seconds later and Blaine laughed.

"You know, he kind of had a point..." Kurt looked at him guiltily. "We do eat in here. Maybe we should go downstairs instead."

"Downstairs?"

Kurt smiled and took his hand, leading him towards the stairs. "The basement. My room used to be down there, you know."

"Mmm it must be well decorated."

Kurt laughed, flicking on the light and leading Blaine downstairs. The room was covered almost exclusively in white, with black accents every here and there and a washer and dryer in the corner.

Kurt let go of his hand and sat down on the white couch. "This is where I first made out with Rachel."

Blaine's jaw dropped. "YOU WHAT?!"

Kurt patted the seat next to him and Blaine sat down. "It was in high school, sophmore year. We both liked Finn, and he was dating someone else. So one friday night we were talking about our futures and she said she admired how I knew who I was. Then we both admitted we'd never kissed anyone, I later found out Rachel had kissed Finn, but we started kissing, just to see what it was like."

Blaine smiled. "That's actually really sweet."

"I guess. Thinking about it now, it's kind of creepy. We kissed cause we couldn't have Finn. Finn who became my brother. Rachel who became my best friend, and Finn and Rachel who are going to have my little niece or nephew." He shook his head. "Insanity."

"You know, if you hadn't told me that you guys weren't biological brothers, I would never have known any different and this conversation would be REALLY awkward."

Kurt laughed and leaned in closer, his lips just out of reach of Blaine's. "How about we forget about my brother for a bit?"

Blaine closed the space between their lips eagerly. He relaxed into Kurt's arms as he pulled Blaine into his lap, not letting their lips part at all.

Kurt started undoing the buttons on the front of Blaine's shirt as Blaine started peeling away the layers of Kurt's clothing.

Blaine's shirt was thrown on the floor behind the couch and Kurt's lips found his left nipple. He licked and teased it until it went hard before moving to the other side. Blaine fumbled with Kurt's clothing, eventually succumbing to the lust coursing through him.

Kurt threw his shirts and pants off in a rush and pushed Blaine down on the couch, straddling him just below the waist and slowly undoing his belt. He let his hands graze over the bulge several times, eliciting moans from his boyfriend.

He pulled Blaine's belt through all the loops in one swift movement and undid the clasp and zipper on the front before sinking his hand into Blaine's pants and grabbing his throbbing erection.

"Kurt, please." Blaine was panting breathlessly and thrusting up into Kurt's hand, trying to get friction wherever he could.

"Please what?" Kurt grinned down at Blaine. He loved seeing him coming apart whenever they started having sex. He lessened his hold on Blaine as he pulled off his pants and boxers.

"Oh god, please go get the lube."

Kurt reached under the pillow Blaine's head was leaning against and pulled out a brand new bottle of lube. "Go it."

Blaine's eyes went wide and he sat up, grabbing Kurt's face and kissing him. "I have never loved you more than I love you right now."

Kurt laughed and pushed Blaine back down on the pillow, covering Blaine's body with his own. "Come on, we have to be quick or my dad and Carole are gonna get home before I even get you stretched."

Blaine groaned and whined. "Kuuuurt"

Kurt grabbed the bottle of lube and slicked his fingers up and spoke right into Blaine's ear. "Do you have any idea how hot you are like this?" He slowly inserted a finger through the tight ring of muscle. "I swear, the things you do to me." He started moving his finger slightly, letting Blaine adjust before adding another finger. "I wish you could hear the noises you make at night when I'm blowing you." He started spreading his fingers before adding a third. "They're nothing compared to the noises you make when I'm fucking you though."

Blaine started fucking himself onto Kurt's fingers and moaning. He started stroking Kurt through his pants before slowly undoing them.

Kurt removed his fingers from Blaine and took off his pants, letting his cock spring loose. Blaine licked his lips and grabbed it, running his finger along the tip. Kurt grabbed a condom out from behind another cushion and ripped it open before Blaine's hand stopped him.

"Kurt...can we...fuck can you just fuck me without it?"

Kurt stared at him for a minute before nodding slowly. "Stand up, behind the couch."

Blaine stood up and stood behind the couch, letting himself bend over the back of it.

Kurt lubed himself up and positioned himself behind Blaine. "You'll tell me if it's too much?"

Blaine nodded. "Yes, I promise." He wiggled his butt at Kurt impatiently.

Kurt shook his head and eased himself inside of Blaine. He groaned as he adjusted to Kurt's size.

Kurt stayed very still until Blaine started eagerly pushing himself back onto Kurt.

"God Blaine, you feel so good." Kurt thrust himself in harder. He was angled perfectly to rub against Blaine's prostate.

Blaine gripped the edge of the couch and moaned louder with each thrust. He was already getting so close, his cock dripping with pre-cum without the slightest bit of friction.

Kurt stopped thrusting and pulled out with protest from Blaine. "Come here." Kurt pulled him over and put his back to the wall. "I've always wanted to try this, back against the wall."

Blaine stood with his back against the wall and let his eyes wander from Kurt's toes up to his face before watching the gorgeous man in front of him walk over. Kurt lifted Blaine's legs to wrap around his waist, using the wall to support Blaine's weight as he eased himself back into Blaine.

Kurt could feel the little patch of nerves rubbing against his cock more fericiously now than before as he thrusted relentlessly.

Blaine moaned loudly as he came between their stomachs while clenching around Kurt, who came seconds later, moans of Blaine's name falling from his lips.

Kurt slowly pulled out of Blaine and they swayed over to the couch, collapsing on top of each other as they came down from their high.

"We're gonna need a shower before dinner."

Kurt nodded. "Luckily there's one down here, we won't have to deal with Mr. Curious."

Blaine sighed happily against Kurt's chest. "You know...if we hurried we could probably fit in round two."

Kurt gaped at him. "Already?!"

He leaped off the couch, pulling Kurt with him. "Trust me, I'll get you there."

After dinner, where Finn shot extremely awkward looks across the table at Kurt and Blaine, and a movie, where Burt insisted on sitting between the two of them, Kurt and Blaine went off to sleep in their seperate rooms.

Kurt closed his door behind him and glanced around the room. It felt so much bigger without Blaine or Rachel sharing the space with him. He started his nightly moisturizing routine as he tried to remember the last time he'd had the room to himself.

Meanwhile, Blaine was hard at work, drawing up plays on his phone and saving them to send to Finn. But you can only draw up plays involving a few guys at a time, and there are only so many ways to pass a puck. He dropped his phone on the night table and laid down to get some sleep, trying to ignore his loneliness.

Blaine flung himself off his bed at 3 am and headed downstairs. If he couldn't sleep by himself, and he couldn't sleep with Kurt, he'd have to settle with eating and watching tv. At least it would help pass the night. He was shocked to find that someone had beaten him to the fridge.

"Kurt?"

Kurt spun around, holding the door of the fridge. "Blaine? What are you doing down here?"

Blaine stepped into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist from behind and inhaling. "I couldn't sleep."

Kurt closed the door and grabbed Blaine's hands which were resting on his stomach. "I couldn't sleep either. I thought maybe some food and tv would help."

Blaine laughed, burying his head in Kurt's shoulder. "Great minds."

They stayed like that for a few minutes, just standing in the darkness.

"Blaine?" It came out as more of a whisper than an actual word.

"Hmm?"

Kurt turned around in Blaine's arms to face him. "I don't want to sleep without you. Not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever."

"I don't want to sleep without you either, but we agreed."

"I know we did." He glanced down. "I was kind of hoping you'd made a decision..."

"I made my decision the second I left your room. But I'm not the only one that had a decision to make."

Kurt looked at him, completely confused.

"...You get a say in all this too?"

"I thought that's what I just did."

Blaine laughed. "Can we just chalk this conversation up to being tired and go upstairs?"

Kurt smiled. "Of course." They started walking towards the door when Kurt grabbed Blaine's arm. "Wait, does that mean...?"

Blaine nodded. "It means that you're spending tomorrow cleaning out part of your closet."

Kurt jumped into his arm, holding him close. "This is going to be great."

Blaine laughed and nodded. "Yeah, it really is."

They walked upstairs hand in hand and settled into their bed in their newly co-owned room.