Kurt Hummel awoke on a dreary Tuesday morning in New York, New York. He stood stiffly and stretched, gazing down fondly at Blain Anderson, who had been sleeping soundly next to him. Kurt pulled on a pair of pants over Blaine’s boxers he was borrowing, and headed to the kitchen for some type of breakfast before school. As he opened the door to exit the small bedroom, Blaine woke up, and mumbled something along the lines of, “Good morning handsome.” Kurt smiled broadly, “Morning, Blaine.” he said, exiting the room with a bit more bounce in his step. Blaine smiled, eyes still closed. He rolled over, taking up Kurt’s side of the bed as well as his own.

Kurt went into the small cramped kitchen, and rummaged through the fridge for a moment, before pulling out a bag of bagels, and putting one in the toaster. Blaine walked into the room after Kurt sleepily. The bagel popped out of the toaster, and Blaine grabbed for it. Kurt grinned, and slapped his hand, “My bagel. No touchie.” Blaine laughed, and said, “Oh, alright! Anything for you.” He smiled, and moved in to kiss Kurt. Kurt smiled through their kiss, and then broke away, saying, “If we kiss all morning, I’ll never make it to class on time!” Blaine grumbled something about, ‘Stupid school. Having so many early classes.’ Kurt rolled his eyes, but agreed with Blaine. Blaine put in a bagel of his own, and then plopped down on the couch. Kurt soon joined him, and flicked on the TV, turning to the news. Blaine moaned, and Kurt said, “Oh, come on! We’ve got to know what’s going on in the world, you know!” Blaine sighed in surrender, and then tried to pay attention to the increasingly boring broadcast.

A few minutes later, Kurt stood up, and walked into the bedroom to get dressed. When Kurt turned his back, Blaine flicked the channel to “Wipe Out” and Kurt rolled his eyes in a playful way. He emerged from the small room after a little while, dressed in the latest cutting edge fashion, as always. Blaine smiled, and stood to kiss Kurt goodbye. The two melted into each other, and kissed passionately, before Kurt finally had to go, as to not be late for class. He grabbed his lunch from the kitchen, then walked to the door. Blaine pouted, “But I want to be able to be with you ALL the time!” He protested. Kurt smiled, “I’ll be back later, okay? Just like every other weekday.” He tilted his head a bit, “I’ll call you later, Blaine.” Blaine smiled, and nodded. That’s what he’d been hoping for. Kurt opened the door, and as he shut it he called, “Love you Blaine!” Blaine started to shout back, but was cut short when the door closed. He smiled anyway. He’d tell Kurt he loved him back when Kurt called him later.