"Come on, Blaine. We can't make popcorn if you're going to dance around like an idiot." Kurt said in between chuckles.

Blaine didn't listen to Kurt. Instead, he took his hand and danced with his boyfriend. It wasn't slow, of course, but it made Kurt laugh.

The couple was interrupted by the sound of the microwave beeping. "Oh, the popcorn's ready." Kurt said, opening the bag and slowly pouring the popcorn into a bowl.

After he had thrown the bag in trashcan, Kurt turned to see Blaine dancing around again. He looked at Blaine for a moment before taking a piece of popcorn out of the bowl and flicking it at Blaine's cheek.

"Hey! Ow!" Blaine reacted with a laugh.

"Don't mess with a Hummel." Kurt replied, winking.

"Oh, yeah? It's much worse to mess with me. You know why?"

"Why?" Kurt looked at Blaine, awaiting his response.

Blaine said nothing, but took the bowl of popcorn and poured it over Kurt's head. Instead of yelling about his pores, Kurt just laughed. He picked up handfuls of popcorn from the ground and threw them into Blaine's face.

After the popcorn throwing had settled, Blaine held Kurt by his waist and looked into his eyes with a smile.

"You've still got some butter on your face." Blaine said with a chuckle.

"I do?" Kurt attempted to look at his own face with difficulty.

"Right…" Blaine ran the tip of his tongue across the edge of Kurt's lip, "there."

Kurt's face had reddened as Blaine moved his tongue all around Kurt's lips, leaving him with the sweet sensation of his boyfriend's tongue. He closed his eyes, and let the warm feeling overwhelm him.

After a moment of silence, Blaine's hands still on his hips, Kurt opened his eyes and took a look at the kitchen. It was a splattered mess of popcorn and butter everywhere. And so was his face…

"You created this mess, so do you think you could start cleaning up while I fix my face?" Kurt asked him.

"Of course." Blaine smiled and ruffled Kurt's hair.

"Thanks." Kurt called out as he walked down the stairs.

When Kurt walked back up the stairs, Blaine had already cleaned up most of the popcorn. Kurt took out a mop from the closet and began clearing the floor of any trace of butter.

Once the kitchen was cleaned up, Blaine immediately pulled Kurt close again. "Where were we?"

Kurt's face went red again as he remembered Blaine's tongue on his mouth. "My own tongue was a little jealous of my lips." he flirted.

"Oh?" Blaine put a hand on Kurt's cheek and pressed their lips together.

Kurt closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly to fit Blaine's tongue in. Their tongue's clashed together for a while before Kurt broke the kiss, remembering that they were going to watch a movie.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Kurt asked, his forehead still touching Blaine's, and his eyes still closed.

:~SappyLoveStories~:

"Hey, Mercedes, Rachel." Kurt nodded to them and seated himself at the table with his friends. They were in The Lima Bean beating the heat with cold coffee drinks.

However, when the three started a light chatter, it was obvious Mercedes was eyeing Kurt suspiciously. Kurt looked down at the scarf wrapped around his neck and then darted his eyes around nervously.

"Kurt, I understand your fashion sense, but why are you wearing a scarf in 80 degree weather?" Mercedes finally asked.

"Just… because." was all Kurt could come up with as a response.

"Yeah. Take that off." Rachel added.

Before Kurt could stop her, Rachel yanked the scarf from his neck, revealing several red and purplish bruises. Mercedes and Rachel simultaneously gasped excitedly.

"Are these from Blaine?" Rachel cooed.

Kurt, slightly flustered, nodded. It was also a tad awkward to have to girls leaning in to stare at the crook of his neck.

"How did this happen?" Mercedes asked.

"Well, we were watching a movie. And we sort of started, um, making out. Then, it got a bit more… physical." Kurt whispered nervously.

"Did you guys… you know?" Mercedes waved her hand around to symbolize what she meant.

For a moment, Kurt was dazed by the question, but not hesitant. He began shaking his head. "No. Oh God, no. That wasn't what I meant by physical."

The two girls laughed at the now red-faced Kurt.

"Oh!" Mercedes exclaimed, looking over at the door, "Look who's here."

Kurt didn't need to ask whom, because it was obviously Blaine. He snatched the scarf from Rachel's hand, and violently wrapped it around his neck. It looked sloppy, but he had no time to fix it once Blaine was in full view.

"Hi, babe." Blaine said, sitting down next to Kurt, and kissing him on the cheek, "Hello ladies."

The two girls giggled before responding to the greeting. Kurt was giving them don't-give-yourself-away looks. But, as though fate had decided, Blaine also noticed Kurt's scarf was messily thrown on.

"Oh, you're scarf is all messed up. Let me fix it." Blaine said, motherly instincts kicking in.

"Um, Blaine… I'm not sure if that's a very good idea." Kurt muttered, hoping Blaine would catch on and remember the night before.

Of course, he didn't, because he slowly slid the scarf back off of Kurt's neck. Blaine then saw the marks, and he quickly slipped it back on. The girls pretended not to notice, and looked at each other, babbling about random things.

"Sorry." he whispered, but Kurt laughed.

He brought his hand up to ruffle Blaine's perfectly gelled hair, as if to accept his apology.

Rachel stood and announced that she had to use the restroom, so Mercedes followed behind her with a quick wink at Kurt.

"Oh, look, we're alone now." Blaine whispered, bringing his face closer to Kurt's.

Kurt's eyelids slowly shut as Blaine claimed his lips for a passionate kiss. Unfortunately for Blaine, he could not slip his tongue out, because he remembered that they were in a crowded coffee shop.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, and pulled away to whisper, "I love you. Don't ever leave me."

Blaine nodded, ensuring his promise to Kurt. But before they could kiss again, Mercedes came back and exclaimed to the couple, "Get a room!"

Blaine ignored Mercedes and started talking to Kurt, so she began talking to Rachel again. Kurt continuously brought a finger down to touch the marks. "Kurt… I… the way you are freaking out is making me worry. Did-did I go too far?"

Kurt shook his head, and whispered into Blaine's ear with an attempted teasing tone, "Hush. Last night was amazing, babe."

Blaine blushed at Kurt's sudden change of attitude. Kurt smiled at him, and Blaine took a hand to caress his cheek. They only turned to the sound of a vibrating phone. It was Mercedes'.

Mercedes lifted the phone, not to her ear, but to her fingers to type a message. She looked at Rachel and said something in a hushed tone that Kurt couldn't quite make out. Rachel nodded, and turned around to get her purse that was hanging from the chair.

"We have to go." Mercedes said, looking a little jittery.

Kurt raised an eyebrow, but his curiosity melted away as Blaine nuzzled his head into Kurt's shoulder. Kurt responded by putting his head on top of Blaine's.

"How could you love someone like me? I'm a selfish diva." Kurt whispered.

Blaine was shocked by Kurt's attitude change yet again. "Kurt, you are not selfish, and you are not a diva. I have so many reasons for loving you that I wouldn't be finished by the time we leave here." he said, looking up to Kurt and grasping both of his hands.

"Okay, I know you love me. But you can't deny that I'm pretty feisty."

"I like that about you." Blaine chuckled, and admitted, "It's sexy."

"Really. Maybe I should up the ante, then."

The pair laughed, and Blaine placed a clumsy kiss on Kurt's forehead.