“Make yourself at home,” Blaine mumbled, quite quietly for some reason, when they walked into the house.

“Geez, Blaine, I don’t think that you can come to my house anymore..” Kurt said as he walked in.

“What? Why not?” A little panic attack rushed over Blaine, but Kurt just laughed at that.

“Because compared to this house.. mine is like an McDonald’s.”

“Oh, shut up. It’s not that.. fancy.” Blaine calmed himself down and slowly realized how ridiculous his panic was.

“I know, but since you can afford Dalton, I kind of expected a castle.”

“Ouch,” Blaine smiled and leaned closer to his boyfriend. “Are you sorry for realizing, that your boyfriend isn’t rich?”

“A little,” Kurt teased back and Blaine planted a soft kiss on his lips. It took a moment, before Blaine realized that they were kissing.. in Blaine’s hallway. Maybe it felt a little awkward, but still nice.

“Are you still interested for seeing the rest of the house?” Blaine asked with a wide grin as he pulled away.

Kurt shrugged. “If I have to.”

“This is your room?” Kurt really sounded surprised.

“Something wrong with that?”

Kurt stepped closer to the shelf of trophies and gently touched them. “No,” he answered with the same soft tone, he always used, when he was calm. Blaine wondered if he was really calm by now, or if he was just acting. “But you sure were right. That room makes me realize that there’s really is a huge part of you, that I know nothing about...”

Something little died in Blaine that moment. Or maybe in Kurt too, Blaine thought, since he didn’t say anything for a long time.

“A little champion, aren’t we?” Kurt winked then and turned away from the trophies and noticed the hair product by the mirror.

“Privet school stuff,” Blaine just mumbled, but he wasn’t sure if Kurt even tried to listen to him, because the bottles of hair product had attracted Kurt.

“Wow, Blaine. You use awfully lot of hair gel,” Kurt said, when he finally put the bottle down.

“You have no idea,.”

Carefully, really slowly, Blaine stepped closer to him, not really sure, what he was going to do, but feeling the need to use some privacy. Sure, they’ve been all alone in the house before, but the fact, that this time it was Blaine’s home, not Kurt’s, changed something in him. He really tried not to act by his teenager’s hormones. This wasn’t the right time and they both knew that: they’ve been together only for a week and clearly Kurt was still having minor problems with this closeness thing, even though he was improving.

Kurt noticed that, but Blaine couldn’t understand his eyes, if he was getting more nervous or excited.

“When will the guys come?” Kurt asked with a shaky voice. Well, now it was clear: Kurt surely was nervous, but was if this was because of the fact, that he was going to meet Wes and David, or because Blaine’s steps were just suspiciously slow.

“They should be here by now, but I guess they’re late. Their timing is always been bad.”

Blaine changed softer and kindly pulled Kurt closer, trying to be caring and hide what was his mind: a fantasy of them making out. Kurt was nervous, if not close to panic: Blaine could feel Kurt’s heart race, so he took other boy’s face and held it gently, to look directly into his eyes.

“You’re nervous.” It was a sure statement, but Kurt didn’t look surprised. He didn’t ask Blaine, how he’d knew that. He stayed the same, just nodded. “Don’t be.”

Kurt smiled lightly, probably trying to say something, but didn’t find the words. So Blaine did what he liked to do the most, when it came to Kurt: kissed him. To think about it, he did kiss him a lot in these tiny moments, but this felt like something bigger. Blaine reminded himself, that it shouldn’t feel like that. The kiss was deeper and more intimate than usually. Now Blaine could feel his own kind of painful heartbeats, but didn’t stop. They kept kissing, until they didn’t have any air left in their lungs. But as usual, they didn’t break away immediately, but stayed, forehead and noses touching.

“Do you want to sit down?” Blaine asked slightly pointing to the bed. Kurt froze for a moment and Blaine was about to say sorry, when something Kurt changed as he nodded surely.

So they sat by the bed, arms still linked and faces still close. They sat like that, eyes closed, for a while, until Blaine leaned to kiss again. The kiss turned into much like the precious one: deep and passionate and they tried to get even closer, by grabbing each other’s arms and pulling the bodies. Blaine thought about how inappropriate it probably still was, considering the fact that Kurt probably even shouldn’t be so comfortable with that. But Kurt didn’t stop, and for a second it seemed to Blaine, that it was Kurt, who tried to make it more intimate. A second later, Blaine realized that somehow, he wasn’t sure how, Kurt had gotten to his lap, his hands on Blaine’s shoulders gripping the shirt he was wearing, boy’s legs around Blaine’s torso and pulling each other against, still kissing hardly, if not roughly and hungrily. Blaine felt himself getting hard and he started to panic. Now it was sure that the lines were crossed too much by now and he was about to try breaking off, when the doorbell rang.

Kurt pulled away with an annoying look on his face and rolled his eyes, both of them were panting. Although Blaine was relieved, he still couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

“You were right,” Kurt said, when he could finally catch the breath. “They do have a bad timing.”

Blaine laughed lightly, also trying to breath normally again. “There’s always the next time,” he winked weakly and the doorbell rang again. With that, Kurt moved away from Blaine’s lap.

Blaine stood up, hoping that the blush on his cheeks wasn’t something too obvious for his friends and walked downstairs to open the door.

“Hey hobbit!” Wes and David yelled at the same time and literally attacked Blaine as they shifted him off the ground. “Haven’t seen for a long time.”

They didn’t put Blaine down until they were safely in the hallway.

“Where the hell have you been?” David asked.

“Dude, are you blushing? Why are you blushing?” Wes questioned also. The questions were too fast, leaving to time for Blaine to answer.

“Aww, Blushy Blaine,” David laughed.

“Oh, shut up,” Blaine signed, his mind was still his bedroom. “I told you, I got a job, I’ve been busy.”

“You must be Kurt,” Wes exhaled suddenly, his eyes light open and gazing the stairs. Blaine turned around to see Kurt standing at the top of the stairs, lightly smiling. He slowly stepped down.

“I’ve heard a lot about you,” he said calmly as he shook David’s hand and Blaine wondered how he managed to look so.. elegant.

“Oh and we’ve heard about you too,” Wes laughed and shook Kurt’s hand. Blaine really wanted to hit Wes at this moment.

“Wes, is it just me, or is Kurt also blushing?” David asked then. Kurt’s eyes widened, Blaine’s probably too.

“Oh my god, why are you both blushing?”

“Is that something to do with the reason why we had to wait so long, before you opened to door?”

“Oh, shut up, both of you,” Blaine said, and really hit David’s arm this time. He tried to stay calm as Kurt, but he felt his cheeks flush even more. “Let’s find something to eat.”

“So Kurt,” David said with his food in his mouth. “Blaine tells me that you almost transferred to Dalton. What changed your mind?”

Blaine wanted to slap David. because clearly, there wasn’t any filter between David’s mouth and brain. He should have never told them about that. Kurt looked up at Blaine with a light fear in his eyes as Blaine tried to mount his sorry.

“David don’t you think it’s kind of personal?” Wes muttered when he noticed the silent socializing between Blaine and Kurt.

“Sorry,” David mumbled.

“It’s okay,” Kurt smiled to Blaine’s surprise. “It’s just that the only way my family could afford it would have canceled my dad’s honeymoon and I didn’t agree with it..”

David nodded and left that by asking questions about the New Directions.

“I’m so sorry,” Blaine almost whispered later, when David and Wes started arguing about something unimportant. “I swear, that’s all I told them.”

“Don’t worry,” Kurt shrugged carelessly but Blaine wondered, if David’s question had made Kurt feel like he couldn’t trust him. He apologized more, when he drove Kurt back to Lima and Kurt always said it was okay, but Blaine couldn’t stop feeling sorry.

“Blaine,” Kurt said with a really deep voice before leaving the car. “They clearly didn’t know about me more, than they should have. I mean, that would explain the question David asked. And it’s totally okay, it’s nothing I’m hiding anyway..” He kissed Blaine, almost just as deeply and passionately like they kissed in Blaine’s bedroom before, but this time it lasted just for a few seconds. Blaine relaxed and smiled.