Blaine woke up sensing the smell of soap and shampoo. Some kind of flower aroma.  A moment later he felt Kurt’s soft lips on his neck. Slowly, he opened his eyes and smiled at Kurt’s bright face.

“I would say good morning, but it’s not really morning anymore,” Kurt said as he fell back to his pillow. They stared each other for a while, without saying a word. Kurt’s eyes were too beautiful to ruin this calm and peaceful moment.

“What time is it?” Blaine groaned, when he sensed the reality again.

“About noon,” Kurt answered and started to stroke Blaine’s curls.

“Hmm.” Blaine really liked how Kurt’s fingers went through his hair again and again, so he didn’t dare to move.

“Suddenly I understand all the hair gel,” Kurt laughed.

“Oh, shut up, you love it,” Blaine mumbled, before he could understand the meaning of his words. “I can see it in your face.”

“I think I do,” Kurt responded with a grind smile. Another silence followed, a little awkward this time, both of them probably trying to signify these words.

“So my dad was here a while ago,” Kurt said then. The current mood changed instantly.

“What?!”

“I didn’t want to awake you. He came here only to ask me if I was going to get any breakfast.” Blaine wondered how could Kurt stay so calm, like he wasn’t talking about the fact that his dad had walked on them, while they were sleeping in Kurt’s bed.

“What did you tell him? About me being here?”

“The truth. The whole story.”

Blaine swallowed. “And he’s okay with it?”

Kurt shrugged. “I guess I’ll find out later. And don’t you dare to apologize.”

It was actually kind of funny, how Kurt knew, that Blaine got worried about this situation because he didn’t want to cause any problems between Kurt and Burt. Their relationship has been rough enough.

“Don’t your parents wonder, if they don’t find you in your bedroom?” Kurt asked.

“I think they’re still waking up right now, they came home really late. I’m quite sure, they know I’m with you.”

“Hmm, lazy Sunday, huh?” Kurt yawned. Blaine found it adorable.

“The best, lazy Sunday. We should stay here for the whole day,” Blaine answered and leaned closer to lazily shift himself on the top of Kurt and kissed the tip of his nose.

“As much as I would love that, I didn’t wake you up for no reason.”

Blaine groaned and rolled his eyes, but didn’t move, holding their faces together, like they usually do.

“My dad actually told me to wake you up, so he’ll be probably back here soon.”

“You know, Burt’s great,” Blaine signed. “But right now..”

“I know,” Kurt replied and slipped his hands out from the blanket to bring Blaine’s face and his lips closer. “But as it for now, I think we can at least get away with something.” The cap between their lips was closed to a short but deep kiss.

“Something, huh?” Blaine chuckled and they kissed again, much more deeply and passionately as Blaine leaned more on Kurt’s body. For a second he thought about retreating, because Kurt’s body was so skinny and sharp in Blaine’s mind, but Kurt didn’t let him do that and pulled Blaine against him, never stop kissing. It didn’t take long, when the whole situation started to remind Blaine their kissing in Blaine’s room, as neither of them didn’t try to back off. Suddenly Blaine realized that his right leg was between Kurt’s legs and his knee brushing gently against other boy’s growing erection and oh god, Blaine was almost half hard himself.

“Boys, time to get up!” Burt’s voice echoed suddenly out of nowhere as he burst the door open.

Blaine jerked off of Kurt, his heart racing in mind blowing speed, not sure if it was because of kissing Kurt or Burt’s sudden entrance.

“We’ll be right up!” Kurt hailed and hid his face with the blanket.

“Oh,” Burt mumbled as he looked at them with a light blush and confusion, probably wondering, what the hell had he walked on and closed the door to leave just as suddenly as he had arrived.

“Oh wow,” Blaine panted. “We sure need to set those boundaries.”

It took a moment before Kurt reacted. Blaine waited for some kind of discussion or just an awkward silence, but instead of that, Kurt burst into laughter.

“This is funny for you?” Blaine almost exclaimed and Kurt didn’t stop laughing. “This is your father, for the god’s sake. The man will hate me for trying to ravish his son and he’ll prohibit us..”

“You were trying to ravish me?” Kurt hiccough in his laugh.

“Wha- no,” Blaine said quickly although Kurt still couldn’t make his words seriously. “My point is, that that’s what he may think.”

“Can you hear yourself?” Kurt questioned then, when he could finally put the laughed aside and stood a little to sit. “You’re being ridiculous. My dad don’t think that you’re trying to ravish me, he won’t ban you, I would never let him do that. I mean, you’re the reason why I’m not sitting in my room all day long, so I think he’s rather thankful.”

Blaine smiled at that, feeling the panic fading and stood too, to sit next to Kurt.  “I just don’t want to get you into any trouble.”

“Why are you worried about me?” Kurt didn’t understood. “It takes more than one to get into this kind of trouble. Besides, worry about yourself, he’s your boss.”

“Yeah, thanks for reminding me that,” Blaine said sarcastically. “You’re mean, you know that?”

Kurt laughed a little again and stood up off the bed. “I know.”

Kurt and Blaine walked into the living room hand in hand. Burt and Carole were sitting in the living room, watching TV.

“About time,” Burt uttered under his breath and Kurt shot him an annoying look.

“Good morning,” Carole smiled and stood up to turn her way to kitchen. “Come, I’ll find you guys something to eat.”

“Wait,” Burt said suddenly, when they followed Carole. They stopped. “Blaine, can I talk with you, for a second?” A tiny but annoying panic rushed over Blaine again.

“Dad,” Kurt mumbled with a warning tone, not feeling happy about it.

“I just want to talk with my employee, Kurt, do you mind?” Burt and Kurt were both so stubborn, Blaine realized.

“Yeah, right,” Kurt responded with a grimace on his face.

“It’s okay,” Blaine assured then. “I’ll be right there.”

Kurt watched Blaine with surprised look on his face, silently asking if he’s sure. Blaine just nodded and let go of Kurt’s hand. Kurt left dubiously.

Blaine turned to Burt, who looked more uncomfortable than mad.

“Blaine, come, sit.” Blaine did as told, shaking a little. When did he get so nervous? He was a performer, for the god’s sake, he should be used with any kind of attention. “So, school is only days away, which means that your work at the garage will be done, I’m guessing?”

“That was the plan, yes,” Blaine swallowed.

“Well, I have to admit, I’m going to miss you, although I have a feeling, that I’ll still be seeing you around.”

Blaine grinned.

“You did a great work, you were a lot of help.”

“Thanks.” Was that it? Burt really wanted to talk about work?

“But that’s not the only thing I’m thankful for. I also wanted to thank you for thank you for making him smile again.”

Blaine’s heart sank. He knew without a doubt, who Burt was talking about.

“My pleasure,” Blaine answered, still smiling widely and immediately slapping himself mentally. Really, Blaine really? You have NO filter. The sound in Blaine's head sounded a lot like Kurt. “I mean, I really care about Kurt.”

“Hm,” Burt growled softly. “I just hope, that you’re with him for.. the right reasons.”

Oh god.

“It’s not just about.. helping him or the pity party, isn’t it?”

Oh.

“Of course not,” Blaine burst out. “I really like him, I..” love him?! Blaine didn’t end the sentence.

“Okay, good,” Burt said then, with much lighter tone. “That’s all I wanted to say.”

Blaine should’ve felt relieved, better, but he didn’t. He felt annoyed of his own thoughts.

“So, you’re free to go,” Burt had to say before Blaine stood up again.

Suddenly his legs had turned into jelly. It didn’t hurt but it was kind of ticklish and tingling feeling that made it difficult to walk normally. When he reached to kitchen, he had to lean against the wall. He looked at Kurt, who was talking and giggling with Carole. Kurt, who was so graceful and beautiful, but also so sharp that Blaine had an urge to wrap his arms around this boy and keep him forever.

“Everything okay?” Kurt asked with a worried tone, when he realized that Blaine was there. “You look pale. What did my dad tell you?!”

It took a moment, before Blaine could respond.: “Nothing, everything is perfect.”

That’s when Blaine realized that he had fallen in love with Kurt Hummel.