Blaine turned his head to look at Kurt who was still sleeping. He was sleeping on his stomach and had the blankets just resting above his hips. Kurt also happened to be naked, so Blaine knew everything that was underneath the sheet, but that didn't keep him from pulling it just a bit lower.

"Don't," Kurt groaned.

Blaine smiled and leaned over kissing Kurt's shoulder, "Morning."

"Sleepy time," Kurt snuggled into the pillow.

"Actually it's almost noon," Blaine said scratching his head, "I guess we slept in."

"Well after last night it doesn't surprise me," Kurt finally turned his head and smiled at him.

Blaine started to walk his fingers along Kurt's back, "Was that alright?"

Kurt turned his body and pulled Blaine so they were facing each other laying face to face, nose pressed to nose. "Blaine Anderson you were amazing. I have never had an orgasm like that from a blow job before."

"Well you know," Blaine said and he tried to shrug.

Kurt let out a laugh, "I have to say Mr. Anderson it was quite some mind blowing sex."

"It really wasn't-"

"Yes it was," Kurt said to him, "We went over this remember?"

"I know," Blaine said playing with the end of the blanket, "So it was okay?"

Kurt leaned over to kiss him, "Yes, it was wonderful. I just hope everything on my end was good."

"More than good," Blaine grinned.

"Really?" Kurt asked lifting an eyebrow.

Blaine let out a hum, "I did and I think I should return the favor Mr. Hummel," he rolled them over so he was on top. He leaned his head down to kiss Kurt, but then the sounds of Darth Vader's march filled the room.

"Oh my god," Kurt started laughing.

"Stop it," Blaine said getting out of bed as he reached down to pick up his pants from last night. He pulled his phone out and hit the accept button, "Hi Dad."

Kurt scooted to sit behind Blaine and he started kissing his shoulder.

"Yeah, it was fine," Blaine said over the phone. "Sure, I will."

Moving up, Kurt took Blaine's earlobe into his mouth.

Blaine shivered, "Yeah, got to go Dad. Angel needs to be let out." He hung up the phone and threw it on his night stand. "No fair."

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, "What's not fair."

"You," Blaine said turning in Kurt's arms and pushing him to the bed.

An hour and half later, after Blaine gave Kurt thanks for last night, and when they showered Kurt repaid Blaine again, they were lounging in Blaine's living room eating popcorn from a large bowl and The Proposal was playing on the huge television. Angel was seated on the floor eating the popcorn Kurt or Blaine didn't catch when they threw it at each other.

Kurt was lying with his legs in Blaine's lap. The bowl of popcorn was on his stomach.

"Every time you laugh the popcorn moves," Blaine smiled.

Taking a kernel out, Kurt threw it at his boyfriend, "You're the one that put it there."

"I know," Blaine teased.

Kurt just sighed, "Hey, about last night."

"What about it?" Blaine asked him.

Sitting up, Kurt set the popcorn bowl on the coffee table and scooted next to Blaine taking his hand, "You were really upset by what Jack said."

"Right," Blaine nodded and looked at the television, "I think it was just everything. I was nervous about the dance and he just made me upset."

"I almost let your arm go," Kurt grinned as he put his chin on Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine lifted an eyebrow, "Did you?"

"I would have loved to see that idiot get hit after he called me a girl," Kurt sighed, "But like I said, you didn't need that suspension on your record."

"True," Blaine nodded. "That's what made me really mad, sort of the reason I attacked you last night."

Kurt looked away and thought about it for a moment, "Makes sense. Although I have to say," he leaned in close to Blaine's face, "Best attack I've had." He kissed him.

Kurt's phone started to ring, "It's probably my dad." And it was, Kurt held the phone up to his ear, "Hi Dad."

Blaine let his hand brush up and down along Kurt's arm.

"Um, I guess. I can just tell them I'm leaving," Kurt said.

Blaine pouted as Kurt said his goodbyes and set his phone down. "Apparently my dad has something to tell me. And apparently it's huge." He looked over at Blaine, "Don't give me the puppy dog look. I can't stay."

"But Kurt," Blaine said nuzzling his face into Kurt's arm, "I'll miss you."

"You'll be fine," Kurt smiled, "Besides, once my dad tells me whatever it is he is going to tell me, I can just say I want to spend some time with you."

"I don't really like lying to your dad," Blaine said to him.

Kurt let out a snort, "Last night you didn't seem to mind."

"No," Blaine shook his head, "Don't mention your dad and the fact that we had almost sex in the same sentence."

"Oh my god," Kurt said with wide eyes, "I am leaving now before this gets out of hand."

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, "Don't go."

Kurt kissed Blaine's forehead, "I'll be back. Don't worry."

"Alright," Blaine said giving Kurt another kiss.

Gathering his things, Kurt and Blaine left the house and to drop Kurt off. Blaine drove away before Kurt's dad could see who dropped him off.

Kurt ran to the door and opened it, "Dad I'm home!"

"In the kitchen," Burt called.

Walking into the kitchen, Kurt's smile fell as he looked at Carole and Finn sitting next to his dad. "Oh hi."

"Hello dear," Carole smiled at him. "I heard what happened from Finn last night. I hope you had a better rest of the night."

Kurt dropped his bag on the floor, "Um, yeah. So dad was there something you needed?"

"Carole and I had some news," Burt said pulling a chair out for Kurt to sit down.

Kurt sat in the chair, "I wanted to see Blaine today, just so you know."

"Oh, well sure," Burt nodded. He reached over and took Carole's hand, "Last night I asked Carole to marry me."

Carole grinned, "And I said yes." She held out her hand showing off the ring Burt had gotten her.

Finn and Kurt were seemed speechless, until Finn smile widened, "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Carole said and then they both looked at Kurt.

Kurt bit his bottom lip, "Isn't it a bit too soon?"

"Kurt," Burt snapped at him.

"Look I'm just saying," Kurt shrugged.

Burt shook his head, "Why can't you just be happy for me?"

"I am happy for you, I'm just saying that it may be a bit too soon," Kurt said to them.

"Go to your room, Kurt," Burt said.

Kurt gave his dad a look, "What?"

"Just go to your room right now," Burt pointed to the door leading to the basement, "If you don't want to act like an adult then go to your room."

"Whatever," Kurt said grabbing his bag and going to the basement door.

"And you aren't going to see Blaine tonight, we are going out and celebrating," Burt said to him.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Fine." He opened his door and walked down the stairs. Kicking it shut behind him, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Blaine.

"Hey you, this a bit sooner than I thought you would call," Blaine said over the phone.

"My father is engaged," Kurt said to him.

Blaine seemed like he didn't the words for a moment, "That's good right?"

"I don't know," Kurt flopped on his bed, "I guess."

"Didn't you have a problem with this last year," Blaine said to him.

Kurt let out a groan, "I called because I thought you would be on my side with this."

"I'm not picking sides," Blaine sighed.

"Well it sure sounds like it," Kurt rolled over to lie on his stomach and realized that he shouldn't have said that. "I didn't mean to snap at you."

"I know," Blaine said to him, "I just...I'm trying to let you know that I think you should really be happy for your dad and Carole. I mean you even said last year how you were worried when you left for college."

Kurt sighed, "I did say that."

Blaine let out a laugh, "I'm just reminding you that I do listen."

"I knew that," Kurt smiled, "I guess I was more surprised than anything."

"And..."

"And I should apologize for my behavior," Kurt laughed, "You really know how to woo a guy."

"Always," Blaine said to him.

Kurt sat up on his bed, "You know I really did enjoy last night. And would you happen to know of when a repeat could happen?"

Blaine laughed, "Actually my parents are due back in the next day or two. They are saying they are planning on staying home longer."

"Guess we'll have to go back to sneaking around," Kurt smirked.

"No complaining here," Blaine said with a laugh.

Kurt breathed in and out, "Alright, well I should go apologize to my dad and his fiancé. And we are going out to dinner, so I probably won't be able to see you until tomorrow or Monday."

"That's cool," Blaine said, "I have a paper to work on."

"Glad I can be replaced so easily with some homework," Kurt said as he started playing with the edge of his blanket.

"I never said that," Blaine said quickly.

"I know," Kurt teased, "I have to go though."

"Be nice," Blaine said to him.

Kurt smiled, "I will. I'll talk to you later babe."

"You got it," Blaine smiled, "Love you."

"Love you too," Kurt said hanging up his phone. He tossed his phone on the bed and looked up the door. He walked up the stairs and opened the door. Burt and Carole were whispering to one another. "Could I talk to you two for a second?"

Burt looked over at his son, "Yeah."

Kurt walked over and sat down on one of the chairs. "I wanted to apologize for what I said. I think I just forgot some things and I am happy for you two."

"I see," Burt nodded his head, "So I take it the conversation with Blaine helped clear your head."

"That's not what...yeah, I guess it did," Kurt sighed, "Anyways, so when were you thinking about having the wedding."

Carole smiled at him, "We were thinking the spring before we see you two off for your final summer before college."

"I like it," Kurt clapped his hands together. "I have just the color scheme in mind."

On Monday Kurt walked up Blaine when he got to school and kissed him on the mouth. Blaine's eyes widened and he was speechless as Kurt gave him a smile and walked away saying he would see him at lunch.

At lunch Kurt sat down beside Blaine and kissed his cheek, "Hey."

"Hi, you surprised me this morning," Blaine said to him.

Kurt noticed those that Blaine's mood wasn't happy like it was this morning, "What's wrong?"

"We can't compete," Rachel said groaning.

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked them, he realized looking around that most of the Glee club looked sad.

Finn turned to face him, "We only have eleven people to compete and we need at least twelve."

"I thought you guys had auditions a few weeks ago?" Kurt asked him.

Blaine shrugged, "No one showed up."

"You never told me that," Kurt leaned on Blaine.

Rachel nudged Blaine with her elbow and Blaine gave her a look. "Um, actually we wondered if you would join us for Sectionals."

Kurt lifted an eyebrow, "I already said I can't when Finn asked me. I thought we talked about that."

"We did," Blaine said, "I just meant you could just sing with us for just Sectionals and then stop after that."

"I can't Blaine," Kurt sighed. "That's it drop it now."

"Fine," Blaine said looking down at the lunch he packed himself that morning. "We just wanted to try," he shrugged.

Kurt nodded, "Sure, but I have a question for you." He pulled out he binder he started for his dad and Carole's wedding.

Blaine went with Rachel after school since Kurt had a Cheerio practice. They were sitting in her room doing their homework, "Wait, so you're telling me that y doesn't equal 4?"

"You're looking at it wrong," Blaine said to his friend as she was staring at the books in front of her.

"I give up with this stuff," Rachel said tossing her pencil down, "So did you ask Kurt again?"

Blaine groaned and shook his head, "No, he already said no to Finn and to me. I doubt asking him a third time is going to change his mind."

"You could try," Rachel said to him.

"No," Blaine shook his head, "I don't want Kurt mad at me over this. Besides we can find someone else, I mean we could possibly ask one of the band guys to help."

"You said that Kurt had a great singing voice," Rachel crossed her arms over her chest, "And I mean we've heard it before since he sings with the Cheerios, but you said he can sing anything."

Blaine picked up his book, "Look, I get it. But I can't force Kurt to join. And maybe its better that he doesn't."

"Why do you say that?" Rachel asked him.

"Maybe Kurt and I have our own separate things," Blaine said with a shrug, "You know what I'm talking about right?"

Rachel looked at Blaine. She could tell that he didn't really mean what he said. "Fine. I'm going to ask my dad how long until dinner, because I am starving."

Blaine smiled at her as went back down and started to read his book. Rachel left the room and his phone started to ring. He stared at his phone, "Um, Santana?"

"Yeah. I needed to talk to you."

"That's fine, but you could have just done this at school tomorrow," Blaine said to her.

"No," Santana said over the phone, "You asked Hummel to join Glee today."

"And?" Blaine asked.

"Don't do it again," Santana snapped, "And just to be clear you never asked him in the first place."

Blaine looked forward and sighed, "Can I ask why?"

"Just don't," Santana said and then she was gone.

Tossing his phone back on Rachel's bed, Blaine stared at it and wondered what Santana meant by the phone call.

Rachel opened the door, "Dinner's ready, you okay?"

"Yeah fine," Blaine said setting down the book. He got off the bed and followed Rachel downstairs. They went into the kitchen and her dads were setting the table.

"Hello Blaine, helping Rachel with her homework again?" LeRoy asked.

"One day he'll need my help," Rachel smiled as Hiram kissed her on the head.

Hiram then smiled at Blaine, "Sure honey. Have a seat, tonight we are having pasta."