"Oh, oh, right there!"

Rachel blinks, her keys loose in her hand as she lets herself into Kurt and Blaine's apartment.

"Fuck, Blaine!"

What in the world?

She walks through the entry hall, tucking her keys in her pocket as she rounds the corner. There are shopping bags on the couch, but the guys are nowhere to be seen.

A low moan echos throughout the space, followed by, “Oh, god, that feels so good.”

"Kurt?"

There's a thump, followed by some scrambling sounds and groans. “We're coming!”

Rachel smirks, heading towards the bedroom, intent on mocking them through the door, but it opens before she gets there and Kurt hobbles out, Blaine supporting him, both of them only wearing sweatpants. One of Kurt's sides is an angry red and he's limping. “Oh, my god, what happened?” she gasps, rushing over to help him, too, but he waves her off.

"I lost my balance and fell," Kurt grunts out as he sits on the couch. "My whole left side hurts." Blaine presses an ice pack to Kurt's thigh, making him grimace. "No, a little lower," he says, adjusting the pack and then letting out a groan. "Right there."

"Oh, that's the noise I heard," Rachel says, giggling as she moves some of the bags on the couch and sits next to Kurt. "I came to see if you got any good deals during your Black Friday shopping and thought you guys were just having kinky sex."

She doesn't miss the look that passes between them and grins wickedly. “So just how did you lose your balance?”

Kurt groans and Blaine snickers.