“Are you excited?” Blaine asked Kurt jumping around warming up.

The taller boy laughed at his friend’s actions and then stopped and looked deep in thought. “Excited? Well, seeing as the last time we performed in front of the school we caused a sex riot, and the time before that we had shoes tossed at our heads. So I guess you could say excited, but not the same way you are.”

“Oh wow. I’m so used to having everyone excited when we would have an impromptu performance at Dalton. Is it really that bad?”

“It can be, but it varies every time. We never know what’s going to happen. And knowing is half the battle.” Kurt admitted.

Rachel came running up demanding for the two boys to get into position in the cafeteria in order for them to start and the two boys parted with a longing glance at the other. “Oh come on, moon over him after we’re done here.” Rachel barked out to Kurt.

“Rachel I’m not-“ Before Kurt could finish Rachel was running off to yell at Puck and Sam for something leaving Kurt to his thoughts. Was he really being that noticeable to the way he felt about Blaine, that Rachel Berry of all people could pick up on it? His feelings for Blaine were growing more and more every day, especially after he woke up in his arms the other night. He didn’t even realize he fell asleep until he opened his eyes as Angel was dying on screen. He had seen how quickly Blaine had looked away, pretending he hadn’t been staring at Kurt’s sleeping face. That had to mean something, didn’t it?
Before he could continue his train of thought, it was interrupted by the music blasting through the cafeteria.
From the other end of the room, Blaine started the song off.

Everybody, rock your body
Everybody, rock your body right
Glee is back, alright, hey baby

Rachel started in, with her diva showing and harmonizing with Blaine.

Oh my God, we're back again
Brothers, sisters, everybody sing
Gonna bring you the flavor show you how
Got a gotta question for you better answer now, yeah

Am I original?
Am I the only one?
Am I sexual?
Am I everything you need?
You better rock your body now

Everybody
Rock your body
Everybody, rock your body right
Glee is back alright, alright

The whole club was dancing around the cafeteria, oblivious to the wicked glares they were getting from the students. After the chorus, Kurt picked up his solo and caught Blaine’s eye sending him a wink.

Now throw your hands up in the air
And wave'em around like you just don't care
And if you wanna party let me hear you yell
'Cause we've got it goin' on again

Am I original?
Am I the only one?
Am I sexual?

At that line he saw Blaine’s gaze shift over to him in a
suggestive way.

Am I everything you need?
You better rock your body now

Everybody
Rock your body
Everybody, rock your body right
Glee is back alright, alright

Everybody
Rock your body
Everybody, rock your body right
Glee is back

Everybody
Rock your body
Everybody, rock your body right
Glee is back alright

At the end of the song, the group was all standing on tables around the cafeteria. Breathlessly, they waited for applause, but were met with by blank stares and silence. In the silence, a deafening roar of “FOOD FIGHT!” was heard and the room exploded.

Lunches were thrown recklessly across the room. Kurt and Blaine found each other in the madness and burst out and through the doors and ran down the hallway giggling like maniacs. They slowed down as they reached their lockers and looked at one another. Blaine had what looked like lettuce and turkey in his hair and coke splashed on his shirt. Kurt had pasta embedded in his hair and a drip of sauce going down his cheek.

“I think this is the first time I’ve seen you allowing something to touch your hair and face besides your carefully selected products!” Blaine laughed out.

Kurt’s face froze mid-laugh. “Oh my. I need to get this out. I need to get home. Oh my grilled cheesus.”

“Woah, slow down. We can leave, I’m sure we won’t want to be around when the teachers catch wind of what just happened. Plus I need to change my shirt and a shower sounds nice right about now.”

Blaine’s mention of a shower moved Kurt’s thoughts from how to get the food out of his hair and to a picture of Blaine standing in the shower, water running down his chest. Kurt mentally scolded himself for having such thoughts and turned to catch the tail end of Blaine’s question. “-and then maybe we could hang out when we both get cleaned up? My turn to pick the movie!”

“S-sure. That sounds great. Let’s get out of here.”

The boys turned from each other and got into their cars to drive home. Kurt reached his house and bolted through the door to get to his room quickly. Burt and Carole were still at work and Finn was probably at school still or at Puck’s house. Kurt threw his soiled clothes into the laundry bin and walked into the bathroom. After surveying his dishevelled appearance in the mirror, he turned and stepped into the shower. 20 minutes later had the boy sitting at his vanity, trying to get his hair perfectly coiffed. After countless tries at getting it right, he left his hair alone frustrated with it.

Kurt walked into his closet and picked out his tightest skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt that showed off his upper body well. Feeling good about how he looked, he sat down and picked up his magazine awaiting Blaine’s arrival.

Five minutes later, the doorbell rang and Kurt hurried to pull the door open. Blaine was standing on the other side of the door with a look of lust on his face and his lips parted the tiniest bit. “Uh, Blaine?”

“Oh, sorry, zoned out for a minute there! Hi.” Kurt could silently say he loved the way that Blaine was rendered speechless just by Kurt’s simplest outfit, but he could never admit it aloud, as well as the way the other boy tried to hide the growing redness on his face.

“One of those days?” Kurt teased.

“You could say that. So, movie time! I say we watch Little Mermaid! It’s my favourite Disney movie. Some people even say I could pass for Prince Eric!”

“Oh my God! You’re so right! It’s the hair I think.” Blaine had left his hair un-gelled, which he usually did coming over to Kurt’s. The other boy just wanted to reach out and pull one of the curls out and see if it’s as soft as he’d imagined.

“Come on you, let’s go downstairs and watch our movie.” Blaine followed behind Kurt and both boys collapsed on the bed when they reached the basement.

“Blainey, it’s your turn to put the movie on!”

“But Kurtie, I don’t want to move!”

“Blaine, if you don’t get off the bed and put the movie on this instant, I will push you off and start a tickling war.”

“Nope, not happening. I’m quite comfortable right here.”

Instead of kicking Blaine off the bed, Kurt straddled his legs and started his attack on Blaine’s sides. The boy’s laughter could be heard from streets away and they wrestled around for the top spot. Out of breath, the fight ended with Blaine sitting on top of Kurt gazing down at him, eyes full of lust. As Blaine went to lean in, Kurt met him halfway. Their lips were an inch apart when Finn flew into the room. “Dude! That food fight was- Oh shit. Okay then, walking away.”

Blaine rolled off of Kurt and stood up next to the bed. Kurt raised himself on his elbows and stared at the boy standing in the middle of his room. Their eyes were locked for what seemed like a dozen years before Kurt broke the silence. “Now that you’re up, how about you put the movie in?”

Blaine sighed. “Fine, but we get to cuddle when I come back. Be warned, I am the cuddle monster. Beware my strong arms, I will try not to crush you.” He finished his sentence off with a point at the boy on the bed.

With that, the two boys turned back into their old flirtatious selves, and the almost-kiss was laying heavily on their minds. When Finn came back into the room 2 hours later, the boys were wrapped around each other, and the menu for Little Mermaid played on the TV.

Burt and Carole got home later that night and left the two sleeping boys peacefully, calling Blaine’s parents to let them know he was staying the night.