"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"So, Rachel's throwing this party on Saturday and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?" Blaine asked Kurt as they were grabbing lunch a few days later.

"Do you really think my dad is going to let me do that?" Kurt asked in response, setting his lunch down on the table as the older teen sat down opposite him. They occasionally sat on their own instead of with the rest of their friends and today happened to be one of those blissful days when Kurt didn't have to put up with the incisive Rachel Berry.

"You could ask? I mean it's not like I'm going to take my fifteen year old boyfriend out to get wasted."

"Please don't do that." Kurt laughed.

"I solemnly swear not to get you wasted on Saturday," Blaine said, mocking seriousness. "Will you at least ask?"

"Fine," Kurt sighed. "But I'm not drinking and if you end up drunk I will not be held responsible for my actions."

"Okay." Blaine laughed.

"I cannot believe my dad agreed to this." Kurt said incredulously, shaking his head as he entered Rachel's basement that Saturday. The boys were staying the night and Kurt was starting to seriously regret his decision to accompany his insane boyfriend.

"What can I say? I'm really persuasive." Blaine shrugged before Rachel walked onto the small stage and started shouting random crap.

"HEY! KURT AND BLAINE ARE HERE!!" She exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh dear god," Kurt mumbled, shaking his head.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked, slightly laughing.

"How the hell did I agree to this!?" Kurt groaned, eliciting a real laugh from the curly haired teen.

"You'll be fine," Blaine laughed. "Are you thirsty?"

"I'm good." Kurt replied, shaking his head.

"Okay, I'll be back in a minute." Blaine said, kissing Kurt gently on the cheek before going to find something to drink.

About an hour later, Kurt had come to the conclusion that Blaine was an extremely clingy drunk, and he wasn't even that drunk. Blaine was currently sprawled out over a small sofa with his head resting in Kurt lap while he reached up to play with the younger teen's now flat hair.

"You're pretty." Blaine slurred slightly.

"You're drunk." Kurt laughed.

"Hey, I'm not that bad." Blaine pouted.

"Blaine, we were making out and you kept sniffing my hair and telling me I smell like vanilla."

"Okay, I'm a little drunk. But I'm not as bad as Rachel."

"I heard that!!" Rachel exclaimed suddenly.

"Go away Berry." Blaine said as Rachel stomped away muttering something about terrorising Puck.

"You're cute when you're drunk." Kurt giggled as the older teen continued to play with the front of his hair.

"I'm always cute." Blaine retorted.

"Yeah, but not as cute as me."

"Nobody's cuter than you." Blaine pointed out.

"Okay," Kurt laughed. "Let's go dance, I'm bored." He said, slipping out from underneath Blaine and shaking his head when the curly haired teen fell back on the sofa while making an 'Umph' sound before getting up and following his boyfriend.

"Do a duet with me!" Blaine insisted. He was now sitting on the floor, leaning against a sofa with Kurt in his lap.

"Noooooo." Kurt all but whined.

"Please?" Blaine asked, batting his eyelashes.

"Blaine, I...fine." Kurt gave in, crossing his arms over his chest in defeat.

"Yay!" Blaine exclaimed, pushing his boyfriend off his lap and following the younger teen over to the stage. "HEY EVERYBODY!" The curly haired teen shouted once he'd managed to snatch the microphone out of Rachel's hands. "I'm going to sing with my boyfriend, who's really pretty. He's really pretty isn't he? He smells like vanilla too." He rambled on, reaching out for Kurt's hair until he was forced to rip the microphone from Blaine's hand.

"Please be quiet." Kurt said once the microphone was safely away from both of their mouths.

"How can I be quiet if we're going to sing?" Blaine asked seriously.

"Oh my god...okay, let's just get this over and done with." Kurt groaned.

When I'm with you baby
I go out of my head
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Kurt laughed at his boyfriends attempted dance moves before taking the next verse.

All the things you do to me
And everything you said
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

Blaine took Kurt's hand and began to prance around the stage with him as they sung together.

We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just can't seem to get enough of

Kurt giggled at the elder teen's insanity as he watched him sing the next part on his own.

We walk together
We're walking down the street

The two boys smiled at each other as they sung with one another.

I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough

They continued like that throughout the rest of the song; taking turns singing and Kurt laughing at his boyfriends' crazy dances.

When they finally finished the song, there was a chant of 'KISS, KISS, KISS, KISS!" sounding through the entire room.

"Our people have spoken." Blaine shrugged, pulling a giggling Kurt closer to him and kissing him softly. They both got lost in each other for a few moments, kissing until they heard several wolf whistles from the side of the stage, causing Kurt to jump back, blushing, and almost trip off the stage.

"Woah!" Blaine exclaimed, grabbing Kurt and pulling him back onto the stage. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just lost my balance."

"And you say I'm the drunk one." Blaine laughed.

"Shut up. I didn't even have anything to drink."

"Good, I'd be worried if you did. Come on." Blaine replied, dragging Kurt over to the sofa in the corner of the room where he proceeded to half lay down and let Kurt snuggle into his side.

"I love you." Kurt said simply.

"I love you too."

"Thank you for convincing me to come, by the way. I actually had fun."

"Nah, that's just because I'm here."

"Dork," Kurt laughed, nudging Blaine in the side. "But that is partly it." He admitted quietly.

"I knew it!" Blaine said unnecessarily loudly.

"You're such an idiot sometimes." Kurt teased.

"Yes, but I'm your idiot."

"You're extremely cheesy too." Kurt laughed.

"It's the alcohol." Blaine defended.

"Please," Kurt scoffed. "You're not even drunk anymore you moron."

"But I'm your moron," Blaine said, causing Kurt to start attacking him with a pillow. "Okay, okay I get it!" Blaine cried in between hits and laughs until Kurt finally stopped. "Are you sure you're not drunk?"

"I'm positive."

"Mhm." Blaine mumbled, leaning in to kiss his boyfriend on the lips.

"You taste gross." Kurt laughed against Blaine's lips.

"Fine, don't kiss me then." Blaine said, turning his face into the side of the sofa so that Kurt couldn't get to him.

"Noo, come back." Kurt whined, pouting and making grabby hands at Blaine until he turned back around with a huge smile on his face.

"Are you five or fifteen?" The elder teen teased, taking Kurt's hands into his own.

"Depends," Kurt shrugged. "I like to switch it up sometimes."

"And you call me a dork." Blaine laughed, leaning up to kiss his boyfriend.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" Kurt asked, pulling away from Blaine and laughing at him.

"You're the one who moaned when I stopped." Blaine pointed out.

"Fine," Kurt huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You win. Now stop talking and kiss me."

"Gladly." Blaine replied, reattaching their lips once more.

By the time the two boys finished making out, the only other people who were still awake were Rachel and Finn, who were getting up to similar activities.

"Oh my god," Kurt laughed, pulling away from a breathless Blaine. "I can't believe everyone's asleep. What time is it?"

"Uh...nearly four." Blaine replied, pulling his nearly dead phone out of his pocket to look at the time.

"How is it nearly four already!?" Kurt exclaimed before he was hushed by his boyfriend who gestured to the sleeping bodies scattered around the room.

"We've been making out for almost two hours, Kurt," Blaine laughed. "You have extremely distracting lips."

"I'm not the only one," Kurt replied, nudging Blaine in his side. "So what do we do now?"

"You tired?" Blaine asked.

"A little."

"Wait here for a second," Blaine replied; kissing Kurt on the forehead before getting up and walking to a different location before returning with the double sleeping bag that Blaine bought for them and a few pillows. He motioned for Kurt to get up before proceeding to pull the small sofa out into a bed.

"How did you even know that was a sofa bed?" Kurt asked amusedly.

"Rachel's been my best friend for years; I could walk through this house backwards in my sleep and know where everything was." Blaine laughed, putting the pillows at the top of the sofa bed and climbing on, opening his arms for Kurt. Kurt crawled onto the small bed, scooting closer to Blaine until he had his arm flung over the older teen's waist and his head resting on his boyfriend's chest while Blaine wrapped them both in the unzipped sleeping bag.

"I'm so glad we got changed into comfier clothes earlier, I'd probably scream if I had to get up right now." Kurt said seriously, eliciting a laugh from Blaine.

"Comfortable?" He asked knowingly.

"Exceedingly so." Kurt replied simply, snuggled closer to his boyfriend's side.

"Good. Night baby, I love you." Blaine said, placing a kiss into the top of Kurt's head and carding his fingers through the soft chestnut hair- which only caused Kurt to feel even sleepier and more comfortable than he already did.

"Love you too." Kurt mumbled into the elder teen's chest, before drifting off to sleep with a content smile on his face.