"Shhhh, Kurt's sleeping." Blaine whispered as he awoke slowly, rising from his position on the couch and making his way toward Cooper in the kitchen.

"So are you two like, dating or what? 'Cos that was pretty cute." Cooper said with his mouth full, chewing on cold leftover pizza from last night.

"No.. We literally just met a few days ago. But I don't know, it was like..an instant connection. I like him, Coop." Blaine basically murmured as he grabbed a slice from the open box, placing it in the microwave.

"Well, then do you know anything about him? Or was it just a hookup?"

"It's nothing like that. We met, we connected. I know that he loves coffee, he's 23, and he is studying theatre at NYADA. He's absolutely gorgeous, and he lives nearby. Oh, and he's gay." Blaine smiled to himself as he took his slice out before the beeper went off.

"Hmmm. He seems like a nice guy." Cooper finished his bite then took his plate to the sink, washing it off quickly then placing it in the dishwasher. Blaine nodded in response as he sat at the table, finishing up and secretly watching Kurt sleep. He looked so peaceful.

"I heard that, you two." Kurt said as he awoke, stretching a little so his stomach showed and his voice was scratchy deep. Blaine instantly fell in love with the voice he heard. It was different from Kurt's soothing, fluent voice he was used too. He went to stand up and began making his way over to the table, straightening his hair as he walked. Blaine stared at the way his hair was messy but so adorable as it gently rested against his face. How it flowed back and forth but kept it's clean-cut figure and the way it's position rarely changed. It was perfect. Kurt's porcelain skin was perfect. Blaine honestly thought that this boy was flawless. Blaine glazed his eyes over his gorgeous chest that caused his tshirt to strain, his perfectly-formed arms that showed some muscle as he stretched and his lean stomach he remembered so fondly from last night. 

Blaine noticed it as soon as Kurt stood up, the sudden change in body position easing him to look lower down his body, and he immediately froze.

"Kurt.. why is your fly down?" Cooper asked with a straight face as he turned away instantly at the sight. Cooper tried to stifle a laugh so he focused on the table in front of him. 

"What do yo-Oh my god!" Kurt exclaimed and blushed as soon as he noticed his soft cock dangling out of the hole in the front of his pants. He ran to the bathroom and they could hear him muttering to himself as he walked.

As soon as Kurt was out of ear shot, Cooper started literally laughing his ass off. Blaine watched him with a feint glare, instantly annoyed. 

"Please don't even.." Blaine started, letting his head fall onto the table.

"I knew! Hahaha! I knew that happened. Oh my God this is going on facebook!" Cooper smiled and began running back to his room. Blaine instantly jumped up and started to chase after him.

"DON'T YOU DARE COOPER MICHAEL ANDERSON!"

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Kurt closed his eyes and leaned against the door in the bathroom. Focus. Focus. This isn't that bad. I just had sex with a basic stranger, that's bad. Oh, and yeah. His brother saw my fucking penis and knows that I nailed his brother last night. Also the fact that you just made a complete fucking asshole out of yourself and now he probably hates you for embarassing him to death. 

I hope to God that he is cool about this. Just. Relax. Fix your pants and go back there.

He fixated his pants and then smoothed his shirt down and his hair. Pulling open the door slowly, he walked back down the hall to notice that the kitchen was empty. Where the Hell did they go?

"Blaine? Cooper?" Kurt called as he moved around the apartment, searching for them.

He observed that all of the lights in the apartment had been dimmed to barely a glow, and that the front door was peering open. Kurt was instantly confused and started to panic. Oh My God what if they were murdered? What if there is a crazy rapist in here?

Picking up a knife from the kitchen drawer for a sense of protection, he stealthily walked around back toward the front hall. He heard a shuffle from behind him and gripped the steak knife tighter in his palm. His hands began to sweat from nervousness

The shadow came around the corner so fast, Kurt barely had time to register what was happening. As if on instinct, Kurt turned around and threw the knife at the shadow coming around the corner. His insides froze as soon as he heard the blood-curtling cry from the beautiful voice he adores. The blood stopped flowing to his heart, his eyes turned to ice and the gears in his mind stopped turning when he saw the injured figure fall to the ground in silence.