Saturday drug long into the night, until they both fell fast asleep tightly tangled together in Blaine's bed. 

Now Kurt lay drifting in and out of consciousness as a steady sound tugged at the back of his mind, music, it was music. He sighed peacefully and let it wash over him and seep into his skin through his pores, because this wasn't just any music, this was a guitar, it was Blaine's guitar. 

He began to stir when it didn't fade away and the fire warmth of the cabin filled his lungs, he let his face twist against the pillows and finally cracked his eyes open to see Blaine sitting at his feet, pajama pants and an old tank top on as he strummed his guitar softly, and just past him Kurt could see out the window where a steady downpour soaked the ground and drummed against the roof.

He moved his eyes up to catch Blaine's and a sleepy smile covered his face, and Blaine started to sing, just as softly as he played.

It ticks just like a Timex

It never lets up on you

Who said life was easy?

The job is never through

Blaine's voice was low and gravelly from lack of use, and Kurt had to say he liked it quite a bit, he curled around his pillow to angle his head down and get a better view of his favorite guitarist, and tucked the comforter tightly under his chin.

It'll run us 'til we're ragged

It'll harden our hearts

And love could use a day of rest

Before we both start falling apart

Blaine paused for a moment and smiled in a way that lit up his eyes and made them shine and Kurt's breath got caught in his throat, and Blaine went back to playing,

Pray that it's rainin' on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

Blaine grinned and Kurt couldn't stop the smile that spread over his face as he blushed,

And baby, whatever comes

Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we can do

When it's rainin' on Sunday

Your love is like religion

A cross in Mexico

And your kiss is like the innocence

Of a prayer nailed to a door

Blaine's voice was soft and sweet as he sang from his heart and it made tiny droplets cling to Kurt bottom lashes,

Oh, surrender is much sweeter

When we both let it go

Let the water wash our bodies clean

And love wash our souls

Pray that it's rainin' on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

And baby, whatever comes

Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we can do

When it's rainin' on Sunday

Pray that it's rainin' on Sunday

Stormin' like crazy

We'll hide under the covers all afternoon

And baby, whatever comes

Monday can take care of itself

'Cause we got better things that we can do

When it's rainin' on Sunday

When it's rainin' on Sunday

When it's rainin' on Sunday

Let it rain

Blaine finished the last line and pulled his guitar off, setting it gently over the edge of the bed before crawling back under the covers and pulling a willing Kurt into his arms. Kurt rested his head on Blaine's chest and twisted their legs together, "Do you think it will rain all day?" he asked with sleepy sigh as he watched it fall outside the window "I don't know, but I hope it does" Blaine answered softly.

"Why's that?" Kurt asked curiously "Because. Time moves slower, when it rains" he answered as if it was a scientifically proven fact, and Kurt couldn't quite bring himself to laugh, he wanted it to be true so badly. "Blaine..." Kurt said his name quietly as he played with his tank "Hhhmm?" Blaine hummed questioningly and tilted his head down toward him "I don't know..." Kurt answered, because honestly, he really didn't quite know.

~//~

When they finally got up Kurt pulled some pajamas on, because he knew they wouldn't be going anywhere today. He went to the kitchen and Blaine stayed right behind him, as he got ingredients out of the fridge, and as he started to cook their omelets, and Blaine was always right there. While the food slowly simmered Kurt wordlessly turned to Blaine and fell deeply into his arms, it was just like a hug, but more intimate, more meaningful.

It was their last Sunday together, and very possibly their last full day together, and they both knew it, but neither mentioned it. Kurt finished breakfast and they sat down at the table, their legs instantly finding each other underneath it, "What did you want to be, when you grew-up?" Kurt asked and Blaine smiled at him "Well first, Batman, and then an astronaut" he answered and Kurt giggled, shaking his head.

"An actor" Blaine answered truthfully after a moment of silence "I always, always wanted to be an actor, to get just be whoever I wanted? It sounded brilliant to me" Blaine smiled and Kurt nodded. A loud clap of thunder sounded through the house and shook the windows and Kurt jumped, his leg pressing harder against Blaine's, "It sounds pretty serious" Blaine commented and glanced out the window, it looked serious to.

Just as they were finishing their breakfast the house lit up with a brilliant flash of lightning and a thunder crack followed almost immediately after, and every light in the house, flickered off. Blaine looked up at Kurt and smiled "And that's that" he stated and got up, taking their plates to the sink, "Well, what is it people do without electricity these days?" Kurt asked standing up and stretching his arms above his head.

"Hhmmm they-" Blaine reached into a kitchen drawer "Play cards games!" he grinned pulling out an old deck of blue backed bicycles, and Kurt couldn't help but giggle. On his way to the living room Blaine paused next to Kurt and pulled him into a slow lingering kiss before moving on, just because he could.

He dropped the deck on the coffee table and pulled it closer to the couch as he sat down, the house was dim but not quite dark, and it just made you want to curl up under a blanket and go to sleep. Blaine pulled the cards out of the box and shuffled them a few times, as Kurt came and sat next to him, "Scoot closer" Blaine said and Kurt complied, even though they were already touching "Closer" Blaine instructed and set the cards down.

"Blaine I'm already-" Kurt's sentence was cut off by a shriek when he tried to get closer and Blaine abruptly manhandled him, swooping him up and laying down underneath him and ending up with Kurt’s whole body on top of him, their legs curled together and Kurt’s head nestled snugly under his chin "Blaine, this is not a proper way to play cards" Kurt laughed as he tucked his shoulder in against Blaine's anyway "Says who?" Blaine counter.

"So-" Blaine opened his mouth to suggest a game and Kurt quickly cut him off "If you say Go Fish, I swear to god Blaine Anderson!" Kurt threatened, earning him a chuckle that made Blaine's chest quake underneath him "Ok..." Blaine conceded "Crazy 8's then?" he suggested and it was Kurt's turn to laugh "Oh my god, I haven't played that game since, like elementary school or something, I'm not even sure I remember how" 

"It's easy, match the suit or the number, eights are wild!" Blaine explained and thumbed the right amount of cards off the top to make hands for them both and flipped over the top card, "Here, I'll go first" he said and gave Kurt his hand before pulling out a 2 of hearts and laying it on top of the five of hearts produced by the deck. "See" he grinned and Kurt took his sweet time arranging his cards, not that Blaine minded, as his free hand ran mindlessly over Kurt's back, and his eyes studied what they could see of his face.

When Kurt finally selected a card he reached out as far as he could, and still fell short of the table "I can't reach" he informed Blaine who proceeded to grab it by the nearest leg and, rather noisily, drag it closer to them, nearly pulling himself off in the process. By the time he recovered Kurt was still lost in his giggle fit and Blaine poked him in the side "Hey" he faked a hurt tone and Kurt calmed down, wiping tears from his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to quit being so adorable!" Kurt said with a smile and lifted up a little to look at him "Or what?" Blaine teased and Kurt's eyes went soft 'or I'm gonna realize I've fallen in love with you' his heart supplied Blaine's answer, but his words couldn't, not out loud, not now, so he just kissed him gently instead.

When Kurt pulled out of the kiss he silently settled back into Blaine's chest and Blaine's arm wrapped just a tiny bit tighter around him. And Kurt set his card down on the table, that he could now easily reach.

The rain poured, and fire crackled and the lights stayed off, they played game after game of crazy 8's until they'd played well over a dozen, and Kurt had won every single one. "god, I really suck at this game" Blaine groaned light heartedly as Kurt won another round "Well maybe I'm just that good," Kurt shrugged as he reached for the deck, since it was his turn to shuffle "It also helps that I can see all your cards" he added with a giggle, he'd been able to see Blaine's hand the entire time.

"What?" Blaine shrieked "You've been cheating?" he tried to be accusative but the grin on his face was kind of killing its power "Well, I kept thinking you would catch on but-" Kurt's sentence was left hanging as Blaine started to tickle him and he began twisting in his arms and telling him to stop and when Blaine didn't let up eventually the cards in Kurt's hand went flying.

They sprang up and floated down over them, and the couch, and mostly the floor "Well I'm not picking that up" Kurt stated when Blaine quit tickling him to watch the cards settle, and Blaine chuckled "Now what do we do?" he asked, not really wanting to move "Hhmm, 21 questions, you go first" Kurt answered and snuggled his face in under Blaine's jaw.

"Ok, go" Blaine said after he'd thought about it for a moment "Fictional character?"

"Yes, 20"

"From a movie?"

"No, 19"

"From a book?"

"No, 18"

"From a tv series?"

"Yes, 17"

"From a drama?"

"No, 16"

"Animated?"

Yes, 15"

"Human?"

"No, 14"

"Female?"

"Yes, 13"

"Does she have a distinct personality?"

"Yyyyyes, 12"

"Is she an unnatural color?"

"Yes, 11"

"Is she blue?" 

"Nope, 10"

"Pink?"

"YES! 9"

"Oh my god Blaine, it's Pinkie Pie from My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic!" Kurt laughed "Yes! I'm a proud Brony" Blaine answered and Kurt shook his head "You're a proud dork!" Kurt giggled "Ok, my turn, go" 

"Is it a man?"

"Yes, 20"

"Does he have a lot of power?" 

"Yes, 19"

"President Obama." Blaine stated and Kurt punched him in the arm, "Oh my god! How did you do that? Are you cheating?" he narrowed his eyes up at Blaine who laughed "Yes, I can read minds! Now you know..." he famed being scandalized "No, I just figured you would go with the exact opposite of what I did, and I was right" he explained cockily "How exactly is President Obama opposite of Pinkie Pie?" Kurt asked and squished his eyebrows together "I don't know, but you thought it to" Blaine answered with a grinned and well, Kurt had to give him that one.

The game went on and answers like, baby goat, Rose Tyler, New Zealand and Neil Patrick Harris were guessed while things like, Balto, Stevie Nicks, and woolly mammoth were not and the minutes and hours ticked by, and they stayed lost together, hoping to never be found. 

Eventually Blaine's stomach grumbled underneath Kurt and they reluctantly decided it was well past lunch and time to eat. A quick call to a chinese place across town revealed that the electricity wasn't off everywhere, and twenty minutes later Blaine was paying a soaked delivery man. 

Blaine pulled all the different little boxes out the paper bag and set them on the coffee table before handing Kurt a set of chopsticks and breaking a pair apart for himself. Kurt picked up a little box and leaned back into the couch and Blaine dropped down next to him, looping a leg over Kurt's thigh, he just couldn't help it.

"Beijing" Blaine stated out of nowhere as he settled back into couch "What?" Kurt asked in justified confusion "If I could go anywhere in the world, it'd be Beijing" he expanded on his statement "Oh, not Paris or Florence or something?" Kurt asked curiously "I've already been" Blaine shrugged as if it was like walking down the road to the convenience store "Oh muh fufing gof Blane" Kurt mumbled in shock around the rice in his mouth.

"Well, my family likes to visit other countries for holidays" he explained, but didn't sound as happy about it as one ought to be about something like that "I just wanna go somewhere a little less-" he flipped his chopsticks looking for the right word "Gay?" Kurt supplied and Blaine giggled "I was gonna say frilly" he defended.

"I mean, somewhere more raw. I like that China in general is about the people, and the fact that it's just impossibly old!" Blaine explained and Kurt nodded as he thought about it "Ya, no, I wanna go to Paris" he determined and Blaine laughed "You should have met me a year ago, I used to have a personal jet" he grinned and actually thought rice might come out Kurt's nose.

"Ohmygod Blaine! What the hell does your father do!" he blurted out, after once again being completely dumb founded, and Blaine laughed "He owns an advertising agency, but not just that. It's, well I guess you would say it's world renowned, he has a hand, and a foot in some cases, in nearly every country, and when it comes to over charging, he is one of the most crooked people you'll ever meet... But he's good, some say the best, so people put up with it" Blaine shrugged and Kurt nodded, at least he knew now.

They chatted away and finished their meal, and soon the boxes were empty and forgotten and an hour passed while they stayed lost in conversation, until the room quieted and and they found themselves just staring at each other. 

"I, have to make a phone call." Kurt said sitting up and Blaine nodded, Kurt took his phone outside to the porch and sat down on its edge, how had they not noticed it'd quit raining? Thick puddles stood in Blaine's yard and all the snow had long since been washed away, the sky was still dark as storm clouds rolled overhead and tiny drops would fall from the edge of the roof now and then.

Kurt pulled out his phone and found the number he was looking for before holding it to his ear "Well hello Kurt!" his boss’ voice came through the line about three rings in "Everything going ok?" she asked and he took in a deep breath praying to whatever god may be out there "Hey Ms. Herrera, actually I was just calling because I really feel like I could do a lot more work here if I had a little more time, is there anyway I could get a week extension?" he asked and held his breath.

"On Kurt! You have already done marvelous! They don't need anymore help! Actually you could come home a week early of you wanted, I'll call and set up a flight for you tomorrow!" shit this had completely backfired "No! No, no, I uh, I don't want leave any loose ends! One more week is fine!" he instantly tried to backpedal "Well ok, if you're sure. I'll see you next Monday then! Tah" and the line was disconnected.

Kurt let his hands clasp together in front of him as he stared out across the soaked horizon, well that had failed miserably. He heard the door open and close behind him softly and Blaine's feet approaching him "Hey, electricity's back on" he informed him, although he didn't sound all that to happy about it, and Kurt didn't move.

Blaine sat down behind him and scooted up until his chest pressed firmly against Kurt's back and his arms circled around rest against his waist and his chin propped itself on the shoulder of the man in front of him. "You ok?" he asked, his jaw pressing down on Kurt's shoulder as he talked "Ya, I'm fine..." he lied and rested back against Blaine.

"The snows gone, the rain washed it all away" Kurt needlessly pointed out in soft voice "That's the thing about snow, it always comes around again" Blaine answered "Unless you move to the desert" Kurt countered quietly, sadness lacing his voice "There are other good things in the desert" Blaine reassured him and Kurt sank deeper into his embrace "But there's no snow" Kurt wasn't even sure he had said it out loud, much less loud enough for Blaine to hear, but Blaine tightened his arms around him nonetheless.

After a few more minutes Blaine got up and pulled Kurt to his feet, they walked inside and stopped, all the lights were on and the clock on the microwave was flashing, "Hang on" Blaine said quietly and proceeded to walk through the house, and turn all the lights off. He returned to Kurt's side, the dark wrapping around them once again and Kurt looked up at Blaine with questioning eyes "I'm done yet" he said and pulled Kurt into a hug, neither one of them were ready for this day to be over.

"Is it too early to go to bed?" Kurt asked his face pressed into Blaine's shoulder "Never" came his answer and Blaine led them to the living room and pulled Kurt down onto their bed in front of the fire, and Kurt snuggled into him. And everything is quiet, so, so, quiet. They were both thinking the same thing, as the heavy stillness of the situation settled over them, but neither one could admit it, neither one could say, that they didn't want, to say goodbye.