Kurt woke up with a warm body under his and two muscular arms wrapped around his waist. He had a moment of panic, flashbacks from the last time he woke up in someone’s arms after a party hitting him like a freight train, until he recognized the familiar scent that surrounded him. He smiled and snuggled into his boyfriend’s arms, resting his head in the curve of Blaine’s neck. He lay there contently for a few moments before he realized how dry his mouth was and how his head was pounding. He groaned and closed his eyes tightly, attempting to make the pain disappear. He attempted to moisten his mouth but was highly unsuccessful. He unwillingly opened his eyes and attempted to crawl out of Blaine’s arms.

“Hey… where are you going?” Blaine mumbled sleepily, tightening his grip on the slender boy.

“Water” Kurt croaked out, frowning at the sound of his voice. He cleared his throat and stood up and padded towards the kitchen. He wandered over to the fridge and grabbed a cold bottle of water and quickly took a huge gulp. He smiled as he felt arms encircle his body and leaned back.

“I feel terrible” He sighed, taking another drink. Blaine reached over and took the water bottle out of the taller boy’s hands and finished it off. He made a noise of agreement before pulling away from Kurt and snatching two more bottles out of the fridge. He handed one silently to his boyfriend and quickly downed a majority of the liquid. Kurt followed and finished his water in a matter of minutes.

“Why do I feel so horrible?” Kurt whined and leaned into Blaine’s body, resting his head in the crook of the shorter boy’s shoulder. He vaguely heard Blaine mutter something about the drugs and the alcohol and cross-fading, but he was so focused on trying to make the ache’s go away that he didn’t really pay attention. He caught a whiff of his clothes and made a face.

“God I smell terrible.” He groaned trying to ignore the unpleasant smell that surrounded him. He remembered it from the time he was with the other glee boys, but he certainly didn’t remember it being so attached to him. “Well there go these clothes I guess” Kurt mumbled to himself, wrinkling his nose at the offending smell.

They sat at the countertop, drinking water and resting their foreheads on the cold counter, while the rest of their friends began to wake up and drift into the room. They would mumble out a small greeting every time someone walked into the kitchen and groaned loudly, with most of the group, when Puck walked into the room loudly greeting them all.

“So we doing this shit again tonight?” Puck yelled, not seeming affect by the alcohol or drugs.

“No way man. I don’t know how we are all alive” Sam grumbled, lying on the kitchen table. There were noises of agreement from different bodies from around the room and Puck frowned.

“Well you are all pussies then” Puck opened the refrigerator and pulling out all the ingredients for waffles.

“Oh hell no! If you are cooking I am out of here” Mercedes glared at Puck as he began mixing the ingredients together.

“You know where the door is. I’m hungry!” he began heating up the waffle iron and Mercedes bolted out of her chair and towards the front door. Kurt looked up and followed his friend, taking Blaine’s hand in his own and leading them towards the door. He heard a few of his friends follow him and couldn’t help but laugh when he heard Finn state that he was starving.

“Back to my place?” Kurt asked Blaine as he led them out the door and towards his Navigator. Blaine nodded and crawled into the passenger seat, slowly clicking his seatbelt into place and curling up in his seat. Kurt quickly got in and started his car and began the short drive to his house. He noticed that it was almost eleven, which meant that both his father and Carole will be at work so he and Blaine would have the house to themselves for a while. He pulled into his driveway and poked Blaine, forcing the boy to wake up. Blaine looked over sleepily and crept out of the car and slowly followed Kurt to the house and up the stairs.

Rushing up the stairs, the boys decided that it would be best if they showered before getting into bed. Or rather Kurt decided and there was no way he was letting Blaine into his bed smelling like that drug.

“Together? It’s not like we haven’t seen everything before” Kurt asked as they entered the bathroom and began stripping. Blaine let out a sleepy grunt which Kurt took as an affirmative. They hastily showered and Kurt made sure that the smell was not still lingering on their skin. Deciding it was safe he led his boyfriend out of the bathroom and into the adjoining bedroom.

They quickly changed into pajama pants, Blaine borrowing a pair of Kurt’s old ones, and slinked into bed. They fell asleep snuggling and happily dozed off for a few hours. When Kurt awoke it was almost three in the afternoon. He was shocked that he slept so late but flashes from the night before came back to him. He walked into his bathroom and pulled out a bottle of aspirin and two cups, which he filled with water from the sink, and carried them back into his bedroom. He took two of the white pills and chased it with the water. He shook Blaine awake, ignoring the tan boy’s grumbles and handed him two aspirin as well.

“Thanks” Blaine smiled weakly at Kurt, taking the water that he was handed and swallowing the pills.

“I am never smoking again” Kurt groaned, holding his head in his hands. He was feeling ten times better than he was earlier today, but was still not one hundred percent. “Why did you never feel like crap when you smoked?” He turned and asked Blaine who was sitting against the headboard.

“Because I was always high. I would wake up and smoke and continue all through the day.” He shrugged, “I never gave it a chance to make me feel sick.” His eyes were closed but his head was facing Kurt’s body. “There was a reason I quit” He opened his eyes and looked into the glasz eyes that were gazing at him curiously.

“Then why did you smoke?” Kurt snapped a little more harshly than he meant to. His eyes hardened slightly when he looked into the still bloodshot eyes across from him.

“Because you wanted to Kurt.” Blaine’s voice came out a little more severe than he meant so he forced himself to take a deep breath before continuing. “Kurt I didn’t want you to do that alone. I felt like… I don’t know… that I needed to do it with you? You wanted to try it and there was no way I was going to let you smoke for your first time with Santana and Puck. I would rather do something I didn’t really want to do and make sure you were safe. I don’t want to do it again, I told myself I wouldn’t do it again after we got back together, but if you want to I want to be there for you” He reached out and took the younger boy’s hands in his own, squeezing them off and on throughout his entire speech.

“Well I don’t ever want to do it again.” Kurt’s eyes were watering slightly at the emotion that filled Blaine’s voice. “It didn’t even help. I still woke up and nothing had changed.” He looked down at his lap, jiggling his legs.

“What do you mean it didn’t help Kurt?” Blaine was curious at that. He didn’t know that Kurt was trying to make something better.

“I thought it would make my problems go away. You said it made you forget about all of the bullying and the problems that were going on in your life, but I woke up and nothing had changed. I am still going to get bullied at school because of my sexuality. I am still going to have drama with the glee club. It didn’t help.” He shrugged, mimicking Blaine’s earlier movements. He was leaving out that he was still furious at Jared for what he had done and still a little miffed at Blaine for breaking up with him so quickly, which he couldn’t help but hope the drugs would make him less angry. “I told you about sophomore year and April Rhodes right?” He asked and raised an eyebrow when Blaine shook his head no.

“Well April Rhodes was like a thirty year old who was in our glee club for a few weeks” Kurt waved his hand at Blaine’s shocked expression, “Some plot by Mr. Schue to make sure we would win or something. Anyway, she was supposed to make friends with all of us glee kids so she offered me some ‘magical liquid’ that would make it so that no one could touch me. I was so tired of being bullied and pushed around that I was more than willing to listen to her, not realizing that she was giving me alcohol. It was great for a few days. I would wake up, take a few drinks, maybe a take a few more at lunch if the jocks were really obnoxious that day, and I felt unstoppable.”

Kurt let out a snorting laugh, “That was until I came to school so wasted that I called Ms. Pillsbury Bambi and then proceeded to throw up all over her shoes. But until then I was so happy in my own little drunken world. I didn’t really notice the bullying.”

He sighed taking his hand and rubbing his neck, “I guess I was hoping that the marijuana would make me feel the same way, that I was unstoppable and that no one could hurt me.” Blaine leaned over and gave Kurt a quick peck on the lips.

“Honey it only helps when you are high. It isn’t an after affect and I may have exaggerated slightly.” Blaine pulled Kurt into his lap, “It doesn’t really make you forget it just kind of makes you not be able to focus on everything else that is going on around you. I really can’t help but feel like this is all my fault.” Blaine leaned down and rested his head on Kurt’s left shoulder but jumped back shocked when Kurt whipped his body around so that he was straddling Blaine’s waist.

“It is not your fault Blaine! Yes you told me about smoking, but I had seen Puck and Finn smoke before so it was nothing that new. Yes I am still a little hurt about the whole New Year’s Eve thing but that was my fault. I am the one who got drunk and had Jared kiss me. It is not your fault at all.” Kurt was looking sternly at Blaine, who couldn’t help but flinch back at the expression.

“But I didn’t let you explain yourself. I jumped to conclusions, I was the one who made Jared feel like he needed to get ‘revenge’ and I can’t help but feel guilty that I hurt you that way. I can’t let you go through that pain ever again. I will do anything for you Kurt. I love you” Blaine leaned his forehead onto Kurt’s, gazing into his eyes looking for any hesitance or fear.

“Blaine… I don’t think it is your fault and you don’t think it’s mine. We are never going to come to an agreement about this. I love you so much Blaine Christopher Anderson and we have to build the trust that we both broke back up, but I will never stop loving you.” Kurt leaned in and pressed his lips to Blaine. Their lips slid together in a familiar path, Blaine sucking on Kurt’s bottom lip deepening the kiss.

Kurt eagerly opened his mouth and responded to the kiss, pushing Blaine onto the bed and lying on top of him, slipping his tongue into Blaine’s warm mouth. Blaine couldn’t help but sigh into the kiss and grip onto Kurt’s hips. He growled slightly before gripping Kurt’s body tightly and flipping him so that the taller boy was underneath him. He felt Kurt’s erection pressing against his hip and ground his own into the very eager body lying below him.

Kurt groaned into his mouth and kissed him back enthusiastically, moving his hips in time with Blaine’s. Blaine reached down and began to slide off Kurt’s top, breaking the kiss for a moment to pull the shirt over his lover’s head. He reached down and pulled off the sleep pants smirking into the kiss when he realized Kurt was going commando. Kurt blushed before pulling the shirt and pants Blaine borrowed off his body. They continued to kiss happily, grinding their bodies together, alternating the places of the kisses.

“Blaine… Please more… Please” Kurt gasped out as Blaine sucked on his pulse point. Blaine moved his hand so it was wrapped around Kurt’s flushed cock. “No Blaine” Kurt sucked in a deep breath, “More” Blaine looked up and his eyes widened when he realized what Kurt was implying. He jumped off of the pale boy’s body before he could realize what he was doing and frowned when Kurt whined.

“Kurt I… we… talk” Blaine stuttered out. He wouldn’t admit it but he was terrified. He was so afraid of going there. He trusted Kurt and loved him but he wasn’t sure if he was ready to do that. He knew that they were planning on it, and it was the obvious next step in their relationship, but that was before.

“Kurt I don’t… I don’t think we are ready to go there yet” Blaine looked down, afraid to see the hurt that was surely filling the other boy’s eyes. He was shocked when he felt movement and felt Kurt’s body next to his, one hand resting on his shoulder.

“Blaine look at me.” Blaine looked up and saw Kurt smiling gently. “We can wait. We don’t have to until we are both ready. Please don't be shy about it. We are very good at talking remember?” Blaine couldn’t help but laugh at that. All of their friends seemed to think that all they did was talk and that quickly became a joke between the couple.

“Thank you Kurt.” Kurt smiled and hugged his boyfriend before pulling away and crawling off the bed.

“Of course Blaine. I love you. I am going to go shower now.” Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine’s confused look, “I still smell it and I want it off. Why don’t you go downstairs and pick out a movie to watch. After everything that has happened I would like nothing more than to just snuggle with my boyfriend on the couch.” Blaine nodded and smiled happily before standing up and walking into Kurt’s massive closet. He quickly donned some of his clothes that had somehow ended up here and walked downstairs. He grinned when he heard his boyfriend singing from above him and quickly picked out a Disney movie they both loved.

Blaine had just finished popping some popcorn (organic with no butter) when Kurt came wandering into the living room. They lay on the couch, Kurt resting his head on Blaine’s chest as the opening credits of Aladdin came on the T.V. Kurt rolled his eyes playfully as he settled in to watch the childish movie with his boyfriend.

Burt walked in, greeting the boys, right when the Sultan was getting hypnotized by Jafar. He smiled at the boys, glad that his son had found someone who seemed made for him, even willing to sit through the Disney movies that Kurt seemed to love so much.

“Good party boys?” Both boys looked up at the mechanic and nodded before turning back to the movie. Burt couldn’t help but chuckle at the lack of response he got from them. “Are you staying for dinner Blaine? Finn is spending the night at Puck’s again so it will just be the four of us” Blaine turned and smiled brightly at his boyfriend’s father.

“I would love to sir. Thank you.” Burt nodded and headed upstairs to shower after a long day of work. Soon Carole came home and as they were all exhausted they decided to just go out to eat. They went to a nice little Mexican restaurant and spent the night laughing and bonding. Blaine couldn’t help but feel a little jealous at the relationship Kurt had with his family, but felt extremely grateful for being included in the family affairs.

Blaine and Kurt decided to drive separately from Kurt’s parents, so they took their time driving back to the Hudmel’s abode. They took the long way home, just glad to be spending the extra time together before Blaine had to leave for the night.

“Hey Kurt?” Blaine turned to face his boyfriend while they were at a red light. “I have a quick question?” He gripped onto Kurt’s hand a little harder as if he was nervous about something and turned to look out the windshield, acting as if staring at the light would make it turn green quicker.

“Of course you can Blaine. What is it?” Kurt squeezed the driver’s hands reassuringly.

“Well I was wondering if maybe…” He trailed off and took a deep breath, “Maybe you would wear your Christmas present again?” He looked over to the slender boy with worry in his eyes. Kurt glanced up and saw that the light was still red before leaning over and giving him a quick but passionate kiss.

“Blaine why are you nervous. Of course I will wear it again.” He giggled and rolled his eyes slightly. He found his boyfriend’s nervousness adorable. Blaine smiled brightly at him and quickly pulled out the ring and slid it on Kurt’s ready left hand. He then realized that the light had been green for a few moments, blushed and quickly started driving again glad that at least no one else seemed to be out driving.

They reached Kurt’s house pretty quickly after that and saw that Burt was looking out the window for them to arrive. Kurt chuckled at his father’s antics waved at him. Burt quickly closed the curtains and the boys saw his shadow scurrying over to the couch, obviously embarrassed about being caught. Blaine got out the car and opened the door for Kurt before they both walked to the front porch.

“Tell your family thanks for me. I had fun so thanks for inviting me to the party” Blaine smiled.

“Yeah but we are never doing that again alright? I mean the drinking” Kurt shrugged, “But never smoking, no matter what we feel like.” Blaine laughed and held onto Kurt’s hands, paying special attention to the ring.

“Yes honey” Blaine grinned brightly, only teasing a little.

“Love you” Kurt laughed, and shook his head. He leaned in to kiss Blaine, who eagerly kissed him back. He pulled away before his dad could interrupt them as he was known as doing, “Call me when you get back okay?”

“I love you too.” Blaine nodded, gave Kurt another peck, before he scampered off to his car, giving Kurt a big wave and smile before driving away.