He had a boyfriend. Boyfriend!

Speaking of which, Kurt could feel him sleeping against him, his deep breaths soothing him. Kurt smiled wider and turned in Blaine's arms. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, and his lips were curved upwards slightly, smiling.

Kurt continued to stare, admiring Blaine's face, and how soft his curls were as they fell onto his forehead. Kurt had no idea why Blaine wore hair gel. The guy was crazy. His curls made him so much more handsome, and older. He didn't look as young as he was, and it made Kurt blush because of how much he really liked it.

He didn't know how long he was staring for before Blaine's eyes blinked open, his warm hazel eyes gazing straight back at Kurt. Kurt couldn't help but notice the green in them, and how much he really, really liked Blaine's eyes. Like… loved them. They were so beautiful. And Kurt had always slightly known how expressive they were. Just one look could explain so much without any words. They were amazing.

"…Were you staring at me while I slept?" Blaine asked sleepily, but he was smiling, and Kurt blushed.

"…Maybe."

Blaine simply grinned and leaned forwards to kiss Kurt, who pulled away quickly.

"Morning Breath." He answered before the question even fell from Blaine's lips. Blaine scowled playfully before leaning in and kissing Kurt anyway, but he kept their mouths closed. Kurt giggled before pulling away.

"Come on, sleepy. I'm hungry."

Blaine groaned and burrowed himself further into the bed, his grip on Kurt tightening.

"No. Stay. Warm." Blaine mumbled.

"Blaine." Kurt said sternly.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt." Blaine whined in reply.

"That's it. Get up and get dressed, or no kisses ever again."

Blaine leaped out of bed immediately and rushed to get ready, much to Kurt's amusement because he stumbles multiple times.

Kurt giggled and got ready himself in the bathroom, and then came and gave Blaine a kiss. Blaine grinned before pulling him out the room, heading to breakfast. Kurt grabbed some toast and a coffee, while Blaine got a bowl of cereal, toast, a yogurt and a coffee. His only excuse to the amount of food was his belly rumbling loudly enough for the guy behind them in the queue to hear.

They went and sat at their usual table, and quietly talked while they ate. Kurt was halfway through his first slice of toast when the doors flew open and a yell came through it.

"I GOT LAID!"

The two looked up to see Wes grinning triumphantly and wearing a crumpled shirt and sweats, no socks or shoes, clearly having rushed to put on some clothes so he could do this. Both Blaine and Kurt snickered as David ran up behind with only sweats, having tried even less than Wes to care, and yelled the same thing as Wes fell over from the force of David running into him.

After that, Wes tackled him to the ground. Kurt shook his head at their childish acts and went back to eating his toast. It wasn't long until the two sat themselves opposite Kurt and Blaine with smug, satisfied grins on their faces, talking animatedly about their nights while scoffing down their own breakfasts.

"You know," Blaine interrupted the two of them, "Me and Kurt are both gay. Neither of us wish to hear about your escapades."

"You mean: Our Sexcapades." Wes 'corrected', making David laugh a little too much for such a small joke. They were both children.

"Greaaaat." Blaine said, grimacing. "…I swear you both have roommates?"

"They disappeared together… probably to go make out in a closet."

"Actually, we were making out on the piano in the choir room." Jeff grinned, appearing behind Wes with Nick at his side. Kurt laughed now as they sat down and Wes and David's smug grins turned into grimaces as they imagined it.

"And then we fell asleep, because we did not wish to return to our rooms where our roommates were having very loud sex, which made us avoid both rooms in the first place."

"Well, good, cause the girl I had was amazing-"

"But did you really have to do it on the piano, guys?" Blaine asked, frowning, but Kurt knew he was hiding a smirk.

"We didn't do anything. All we did was make out. It's not like we fucked on it."

"…Why do you guys even have a piano?" Kurt asks, cocking his head to one side. "You're an acapella group that is completely against using instruments…"

The table goes silent, actually thinking about why they have a piano. Blaine bites his lip, trying not laugh. It's silent for a while until Trent and Thad appear with their own breakfasts, not even asking why David was shirtless and the table was silent. Kurt liked that about the Warblers. That, no matter how weird or awkward it got, they acted like it was totally normal.

The conversation picked up again after that, eventually leading to the fact that Wes, David and Thad were graduating in just a few weeks.

"So uh… Who's going to be on the Warbler council?" Jeff asked, watching their faces.

"… We haven't decided. But we've narrowed it down to you guys." David says, pointing to the five at the table. Kurt's a little shocked at that.

"All of us? Meaning me?" They nod and Blaine smiles. "But…"

"Kurt, you're amazing. And I know very few of us know," Wes says as he shares looks with Blaine and Jeff before looking back at Kurt, "we all care about you. And let's face it; you're idea for regionals got us to Nationals. We'd never have done The Beatles had you not suggested it and we'd probably have done a stupid P!NK medley that would've caused us to lose. And then at Nationals… Kurt, you're special. Your voice is incredible, you can dance amazingly, and you're such a great addition to this group. If it comes down to a vote, I wouldn't be surprised if they put you on the council."

Kurt was extremely flattered at this and blushed a deep red, looking down at the little bit of toast he'd left on his plate. Blaine grinned and kissed his cheek before whispering right into his ear, "Everyone loves you, Kurt. But you wanna' know who loves you the most?" Kurt giggles softly.

"Who?" He replied.

"Me." Blaine said, kisses his cheek again.

"You're a dork, Blaine."

Blaine gasps and clutches his chest. "I'm wounded." Kurt just raises an eyebrow and motions to him, as if to say you've just proven my point, dumbass. Blaine scowled playfully and nudges their shoulders together. He was about to murmur something else but got distracted by Trent.

"I think I need to see my dentist."

"Same." Says Thad.

Blaine cocks his head, confused at the sudden confessions.

"Is it even possible to get this many cavities by two separate gay couples being so freaking adorable?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow and looked over at Jeff and Nick, both of whom were completely in their world, whispering and giggling to each other, that's when he realized that he and Kurt had been doing the exact same thing.

"You guys can shut up. If it bothers you that much, maybe you should get girlfriends."

"We would, but Dalton is an all-boys school. It's like, impossible to meet girls without actually making an effort to go somewhere."

Blaine just stares at Thad. "You know, you really are stupid, Thad. Are just upset that Wes and David got laid last night when you didn't?"

"Blaine, play nice." Kurt warns, not wanting a fight to start out.

Wes, who had been staring at Kurt and Blaine, watched as Blaine calmed down and nodded, and then Wes laughed. "And Kurt, you are also the only one who can get Blaine to shut up."

The whole table laughed at that, even Nick and Jeff who were pulled from their own world for a minute, while Blaine glared at Wes and Kurt placed a comforting hand on his knee while trying to mask his own laughter.