"That was delicious, Carole, thank you." Blaine announced as he set down his knife and fork at the dinner table.

"You're very welcome, Blaine. You three growing boys need your food. We can't have you wasting away, now can we?" Carole smiled.

"Yeah, it was great, thanks, Mom," Finn muttered, pushing his chair back and heading for the door.

"I think you forgot something!" Carole called to his back. Finn hastily returned to the table, mumbled an apology, picked up his empty plate, dumped it in the sink and half ran through the door. Burt went after him, the sound of the night's big game following shortly after. Carole smiled fondly.

"So since someone, "she shot a pointed look at the door Finn had left through, "ate the rest of the brownies I made, there isn't much by way of dessert. If you want, I can find you some ice cream in the back of the-"

"It's fine, I'm sure I can look for something we can have." Kurt assured her, piling up the rest of the plates and putting them in the sink to be washed later. She nodded and made her way into the living room at a considerably slower pace than Burt and Finn had, leaving Kurt and Blaine in the kitchen together.

"I'll go get us some fruit or something, Blaine. Besides, you did eat that whole sundae earlier. You know, the one meant for two people?" Kurt teased. Blaine smirked.

"Hey, I'm a growing boy, I need my food!" Kurt rolled his eyes as Blaine exaggerated sticking out and patting his stomach.

"Keep it up and you'll be growing outwards when you need to be growing upwards."

"It's what they call cuddly, Kurt," Blaine faked hurt, pouting a little, "You like cuddles, right?" Kurt couldn't help but laugh.

"Cuddles from you?" He pretended to think for a moment. "Yeah, yeah I guess I do." Blaine pushed himself up off his chair and wandered across the kitchen to where his boyfriend was stood.

"Well that's alright then," he said, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist. He inched up onto his tiptoes so he could rest his chin on Kurt's shoulder. Kurt breathed out a laugh and lowered his shoulders a little so Blaine could be comfortable. Blaine nuzzled his nose into Kurt's jaw as Kurt carefully reached forward and pulled the fruit bowl towards him. Smirking, he pulled a banana off the bunch and grabbed an apple.

"Banana okay for you?" Kurt asked, holding it out to Blaine.

"Sure is," he replied, somewhat reluctantly removing his arms from round his boyfriend to take it. Kurt swivelled round and perched himself on the counter. He took a bite of his apple.

"So," Blaine began, getting Kurt's attention. He watched as Blaine's lips closed around the top of the banana and he took a bite. The room felt a few degrees warmer. He swallowed his mouthful of apple; his throat seemed ten times smaller than usual. Blaine chewed a few times and carried on talking. "What do you want to do?" He swallowed and went to take another bite. Kurt quickly looked out of the window. He felt Blaine's hand rest on his leg just above his knee. Kurt had to concentrate for a second on what he was meant to be doing.

"We could go outside for a bit? It's still fairly warm." Kurt suggested.

"Sounds good. How about we lie down on the grass and watch the sun setting?" Blaine smiled

"I'll go and get a blanket. There is no way I'm getting grass stains on this shirt. Not even for you."

Blaine inched his hand up Kurt's leg and fingered the hem of the shirt.

"Hey, I think it'd look good with a bit of green on it." Kurt laughed and pressed his lips briefly to Blaine's before sliding off the counter, landing with a bounce.

"I don't think Ralph Lauren would agree with you there."

They finished their fruit then went into the hall and got a picnic blanket out from the cupboard there before heading out the back door. Kurt unfolded the blanket and set it down on the grass. Blaine sat on one side and patted the ground next to him. Kurt rolled his eyes and sat too.

He hardly had a chance to admire the orange-tinged sky as Blaine immediately wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled Kurt down so they were lying together, Kurt's head resting a little awkwardly on his boyfriend's arm.

"Blaine!" He mock-sighed, "You couldn't just wait two seconds, could you?" Blaine grinned and Kurt nudged him in the leg with his foot. Blaine nudged him back. Kurt cocked an eyebrow. He nudged him again and Blaine retaliated this time with his knee.

"Oh, If that's the way you want to play…" Kurt didn't finish the sentence, instead digging his fingers into Blaine's side. The reaction was immediate. Blaine's legs kicked the air and his nose scrunched up. Kurt knelt up and tickled the other side too, a high pitched giggle escaping Blaine's lips.

Blaine tried to tickle Kurt back, but his arms were flailing about too much to reach properly.

"Okay, okay!" Blaine breathed, "You win!" Kurt stopped the attack on Blaine's sides and put his hands on either side of Blaine's chest on the blanket, still kneeling and looking down at his boyfriend. There was a victorious smile on his face.

"It's not fair, you always win," Blaine stuck his bottom lip out in his best impression of a five year old.

"Yes, it seems I do," Kurt replied, "Do I get a reward?"

"I suppose." Blaine stuck his tongue out then lifted his head up to kiss him. Kurt thought he might have just gotten a peck, so he was pleasantly surprised when Blaine's hands threaded through his hair, keeping his lips there. Kurt brought his hands to hold Blaine's waist and they'd just gotten into a steady rhythm when Blaine pulled away, a hand touching his neck.

"Ouch." He rubbed at his skin.

"What is it?" Kurt asked innocently. He had an idea of what it might be.

"I think something just bit me." Blaine's eyebrows were furrowed, then he moved a hand to his arm. "And again!" Kurt bit back a laugh.

"Aw, let me kiss it better." Blaine couldn't tell if he was being patronising or not, but he stretched out his neck so Kurt could get to it. Kurt dipped his head, pressed his lips to Blaine's skin with a loud 'mwah' and brought it back up again.

"All better now?" His eyebrows were raised.

"No, you haven't kissed the one on my arm. And I think it got me on my lips, too." Kurt rolled his eyes and decided to play along, kissing Blaine's arm and was about to kiss his lips again when he felt a sharp sort-of itchy pain on his own neck. His hand flew to it.

"Ah, did it get you too?"

"Yeah. And I didn't even-" Kurt stopped himself just before he made a comment about bananas that would surely make Blaine suspicious, "I didn't even provoke it by wearing a really loud, red shirt, either." Blaine gasped.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that and just kiss it better," Blaine kissed Kurt's neck with a 'mwah' of his own.

"I don't like those damn things," he said after settling his head back down, "They don't seem to understand that the only thing I want biting me is you."