Blaine woke up the following morning to find a very naked Kurt curled up against his side. Blaine laughed quietly to himself at what had happened the night before. Everything was sweet and romantic after Jen and Wes had had their first dance, and then once the bride and groom had left for their honeymoon, things got a little out of hand. It all started with David pouring the tequila shots, and didn't stop until Kurt and Blaine were home and had both at least come twice. Blaine grinned again, but winced when he tried to open his eyes. He couldn't help the groan that escaped from his lips due to the throbbing in his head.

The noise had woken Kurt, who was now also moaning into Blaine's chest, trying to shield his eyes from the sun streaming through the gap in the curtains.

"Make it stop," Kurt mumbled into Blaine's side, "Please,"

"I know baby," Blaine soothed, his hand moving slowly through Kurt's hair, but his eyes still remained squeezed shut, "You don't need to throw up do you?"

"No," Kurt sighed, rolling over slightly so his nose wasn't pressed uncomfortably against Blaine's ribs, "No I never puke after drinking,"

"Just another reason as to why I love you," Blaine chuckled, reaching over to the nightstand and taking hold of the two water bottles that were placed there last night, "I love drunk us," he said as he handed Kurt one of the bottles, "They're always so thoughtful," he laughed as he took a sip of the water, sighing in relief as it took away the scratchy feeling in his throat.

"Yes, drunk us are the perfect gentlemen," Kurt laughed as he sat up slightly, resting against Blaine. Blaine placed his bottle back on the nightstand and wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, "Now I wanted to ask you a question Mr Anderson," Kurt asked in a teasing tone, moving his head to nip at Blaine's earlobe.

"Mmm?" Blaine replied, the sound was half questioning and half moaning in pleasure.

"Now that the wedding is over, the next big event is a certain someone's twenty-sixth birthday,"

"It is," Blaine nodded, his grin growing wider.

"And what would that certain someone like to do for his twenty-sixth birthday?" Kurt asked, licking along the curve of Blaine's ear. He smiled to himself at the feeling of Blaine shuddering underneath him.

"Well, for one thing, he really doesn't want you to stop doing that," Blaine replied, his voice catching in his throat as Kurt's tongue swiped along the shell of his ear, "He'd also like to you do a lot more to him than just that as well,"

"Is the birthday boy requesting a day long marathon of sex?" Kurt asked, whispering lowly into Blaine's ear.

"Yes please," Blaine whimpered, moving his head to follow Kurt's lips which had pulled away.

"I think that that can be arranged," Kurt smirked, placing a final kiss to Blaine's ear before leaning his own head against the side of Blaine's.

"And the following day, there was something that I wanted to do," Kurt turned to look at Blaine, his expression was open, but Kurt could tell that he was nervous about what he was going to say next. Kurt pressed a comforting kiss to Blaine's cheek as a silent encouragement, "Well, it's something that I've always wanted, but I guess it always felt kind of silly and I have never told anyone about it before but I feel comfortable with you and-," Blaine was cut off by Kurt pressing his lips to Blaine's.

"Sweetie, you're rambling," Kurt smiled at Blaine as he pulled away, "You can tell me, I promise I'll be supportive," Kurt smiled again, a gesture for Blaine to continue.

"Ok," Blaine nodded, looking up at Kurt, "I want to get a tattoo," he finally revealed.

"And what would you get?" Kurt asked, sounding intrigued.

"I've been thinking about it for a while now, and to some it may sound cheesy, but I really want a pair of scissors right here," Blaine said as he pointed to the biceps of his right arm, "Hairdressing is who I am and my scissors are like another part of me, so it's just always felt right to want it. Plus, it's the reason that brought you to me," Blaine grinned at Kurt.

"I think it sounds perfect," Kurt replied, pressing a kiss to the corner of Blaine's mouth, "And while we're on the topic of revealing what we want..," Kurt trailed off.

"Hey, come on," Blaine coaxed with a grin.

"I want you to cut my hair," Kurt said, exhaling as he did so.

"But I do that every month," Blaine replied, he was smiling, but his tone suggested that he was a little confused.

"Short," Kurt finished with a single nod.

"How short is short?" Blaine asked, his hands moving automatically to twist his fingers into Kurt's hair.

"Short," Kurt replied, stressing the word, "Like Ryan Gosling, Crazy Stupid Love short," Kurt finished. Blaine grinned and began running his hand up and down the back of Kurt's head.

"I think I can do that," he said with a wink and he pulled Kurt forward to press a kiss to his forehead, "And because I have taken two weeks off in August to sort out all the salon ownership papers, that gives me plenty of time to appreciate your short hair," Blaine said as he winked again.

"It's also going to give me plenty of time to appreciate your new body art," Kurt replied, ducking his head to press a kiss to where Blaine would eventually have his tattoo, "What?" Kurt asked, looking amused at Blaine who had just burst into a fit of giggles.

"I'm sorry baby, it's just, with me wanting a tattoo and you wanting a shorter haircut, we just sound like two little innocent boys who want to be 'rebels'," Blaine laughed again, using air quotes. Kurt couldn't help but snort at Blaine's statement and start giggling himself.

"We'll have to think of a name for our little man gang," Kurt laughed in Blaine's ear, "But let's not tell Cooper,"

"Agreed," Blaine nodded, "Did he come home last night? The last thing I remember at the wedding was me licking tequila off of your neck," Blaine leaned in and traced the same path up Kurt's neck with his tongue that he had followed the night before.

"I don't think he did come back after us," Kurt answered once he was able to form words again.

As if on cue they heard the front door close and footsteps moving closer towards their door.

"Morning boys," Cooper sang as he burst into Kurt and Blaine's room. Thankfully the two men were still lying under the covers, keeping themselves from exposing anything to Cooper.

"Hey Coop," Blaine smirked, "Good night?"

"I think I'm in love," Cooper sighed as he flopped down onto the bed at their feet. His suit jacket lay in a heap on the floor where he'd dropped it.

"Mhmm," Blaine hummed, hearing that statement time and time again from Cooper.

"Hey, I know that tone B, and I just want you to know that this time it's real," Cooper retorted.

"Ok then Coop, what's her name?" Blaine asked, knowing that Cooper never knew the names of his one night stands.

"Samantha," Cooper replied, with a dreamy look on his face.

"You know her name?" Blaine asked, his tone was genuinely surprised.

"Yeah," Cooper grinned.

"Wow," Blaine breathed, relaxing back into Kurt's arms, "It must be love. How was she in bed?" Blaine asked, not sounding interested, just asking the usual questions whenever Cooper returned home from a night with a woman.

"I wouldn't know," Cooper shrugged, "We didn't have sex,"

"You didn't...but you...it's you Coop," Blaine stuttered, trying to understand what his brother was saying.

"She was different," Cooper said as he shrugged again, "We went back to her place and she asked if I wanted any ice cream, our throats were still burning after the tequila shots," Cooper explained, "So she brought us each out a pint of Ben and Jerry's and we just sat and talked all night about everything. But what really won me over was when she put on Star Wars episode four as background noise. I'm in love Blainey," Cooper sighed as he ran his hand back through his hair. Blaine leaned forward and squeezed his brother's shoulder, while Kurt looked at Cooper with a smile.

"So when are you seeing her again?" Kurt asked.

"She's coming around later on today and we're going out for lunch," Cooper said, unable to contain his grin.

"Are we allowed to meet her?" Blaine asked.

"Of course," Cooper exclaimed, "You two don't embarrass me,"

"Well, we're glad," Kurt laughed, shifting slightly behind Blaine, his hand quickly snapping down to catch the sheet that had started falling from around Blaine's waist, the last thing they needed was Cooper catching them naked. Sadly, Cooper didn't miss the action.

"Ahh, had a bit of fun last night did we boys?" he asked with a smirk, sitting up and surveying the floor. Now spotting the discarded pieces of suit, and the used condoms wrapped in tissue that had been tossed towards the trash can, "A lot of fun by the looks of things. How many did you use?" Cooper exclaimed, taking in the number of tissue wrapped condoms around the trash can.

"Clearly more than you," Blaine smirked, as Kurt's arms tightened around his waist. Cooper just flashed Blaine a grin and shrugged.

"Hey, you two started out sexless, and look what happened; there's hope for me yet," Cooper sent them both a wink before moving to pick up his jacket and making his way out of the room.

"I'm going to go and shower because I have a date, I suggest you to do the same thing before Samantha gets here," Cooper finished as he closed the door behind him.

"He has a point you know," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear, "For a relationship that started out sexless, we clearly turned out ok," Kurt smiled as Blaine's laughed reverberated through his back and Kurt felt it in his own chest.

"No complaints," Blaine grinned, turning his head to capture Kurt's lips with his own.

An hour late and Kurt and Blaine were both showered and sitting around the kitchen table, leaning against each other and cradling mugs of coffee between their hands, watching Cooper pace as he waited for Samantha to arrive.

"Coop, sit down," Blaine instructed, "You're making us nervous,"

"I'm sorry B, it's just, what if she is the girl of my dreams?" Cooper sighed as he sat down opposite Kurt and Blaine and placed his head in his hands, "What if she is the one?"

"Then there's no point in stressing is there," Kurt answered calmly, flashing Cooper an encouraging smile.

Cooper's head shot up at the sudden sound of someone knocking on the door, and he was out of the kitchen in a flash. Blaine turned to look at Kurt, he rested his forehead against Kurt's as he grinned in reference to Cooper's nervousness. Kurt smiled back and leaned forward slightly to press his lips to Blaine's.

"Ahem," Cooper cleared his throat behind them, causing them to both pull apart with guilty smiles, "Samantha, this is my brother Blaine and his boyfriend Kurt, boys, this is Samantha," both Kurt and Blaine moved to shake the woman's hand and place a delicate kiss on her cheek.

Samantha was almost as tall as Cooper, with long blonde hair falling over her shoulders and coming to rest just over her chest.

"It's nice to meet you both," she smiled, "Cooper wouldn't keep quiet about the two of you last night," to Samantha's left, Cooper grinned and sent Kurt and Blaine a wink.

"Well we'd better get going, I made reservations for twelve," Cooper said as he placed his hand delicately on the small of Samantha's back.

"It was nice to meet you Samantha," Blaine said as he watched her smile at his brother.

"You too," she replied, leaning into Cooper's touch and following him out of the kitchen.

"She's gorgeous," Kurt commented once he'd heard the front door shut.

"Yeah," Blaine agreed, nodding, "Well done Coop," he said as he grinned at Kurt, "And well done me," he smirked as he leaned in to press a kiss to Kurt's cheek, "Lunch?"

"Yes please. I've just got to call my Dad. He had his check up at the hospital yesterday and I haven't spoken to him yet," Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's cheek again.

"You go and call your Dad and I'll take care of lunch," Blaine said, smiling as he accepted a kiss from Kurt. Kurt left the kitchen and made his way back into their bedroom, sitting down in Blaine's barber's chair and tucking his legs up under him as he waited for his Dad to pick up.

"Hey kiddo," Burt answered.

"Hey Dad, how was your appointment yesterday?" Kurt asked.

"Ok, straight to the point," Burt laughed down the end of the phone, "But I'm fine, you can stop worrying. Clean bill of health," Kurt felt himself relax at the confirmation that his Dad was ok.

"What about you Kurt, how was the wedding last night?"

"Dad, it was amazing. It was beautiful and romantic and just incredible. Jen looked gorgeous and Wes had this look on his face all night like he couldn't believe that she had chosen to marry him and Blaine was so handsome and it was perfect," Kurt finally took a breath after he'd finished.

"That was a lot of words," Burt chuckled, "But I'm glad you had fun. Anything I should know about?"

"I'm not engaged if that's what you mean Dad," Kurt laughed quietly down the phone, "But we did talk about it,"

"You did?" Burt asked.

"Yeah," Kurt nodded, even though Burt couldn't see him, "We were dancing and I said that I wanted to get married and Blaine agreed. We're not engaged but at least now we both know what the other wants," Kurt paused to listen down the phone, "Dad? Are you crying?" Kurt asked when he thought what he'd heard was a sniff.

"I'm just so happy for you Kurt. God I wish your Mom was here to see you like this," Burt said as he sniffed again. Kurt felt his own eyes well up and it was only a matter of seconds before the first tear fell down his cheek.

"Dad," Kurt said, his voice shaking, "She is here, she's always been here,"

"I know," Burt replied, Kurt could hear him wiping his eyes with his sleeve, "It's just, she's be so proud of you Kurt, and she would have loved Blaine,"

"Dad," Kurt sobbed down the phone, his smile was wide but his cheeks were wet.

"I'm sorry Kurt; it's just that its times like this where I miss her so much. I love Carole, but I wish that she was here with me to see you growing up,"

"Dad, Kurt sobbed again, wiping his eyes with the hem of his shirt, "I love you,"

"I know kiddo, I love you too. Now you go and give that incredible boyfriend of your a hug ok, because I'm not there to give you one,"

"Ok Dad. I'll talk too you soon,"

"Bye Kurt," Kurt sniffed again as he hung up the phone and gave his eyes a final wipe. Kurt walked back out into the kitchen to find Blaine putting the finishing touches on lunch. He was grinning when he heard Kurt re-enter the kitchen, but it was quickly wiped from his face when he saw the tears in Kurt's eyes.

"Kurt," Blaine said, his voice sounding choked and panicked, "Kurt," Blaine soothed as he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend who immediately relaxed in his hold, "Shh, it's ok, I've got you," Blaine whispered as he ran his hand through Kurt's hair, "What happened?" he asked, almost cautiously, still not knowing what had been said during Kurt's phone call.

"Dad's fine," Kurt said and Blaine breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank god," Blaine whispered into Kurt's hair, "Are you ok though?"

"Yeah," Kurt nodded, "He was just saying some things about Mom that made me miss her," Kurt replied as he pulled away to look at Blaine, wiping a stray tear from his eye, "Sorry," Kurt apologised with a watery laugh, "I don't usually get this worked up about Mom anymore,"

"Hey, it's ok," Blaine said, holding him close and pressing a kiss to his damp cheek, "You still miss her, it's ok to get upset," Blaine held Kurt close as he kissed his hair, "You feeling better?" he asked after another five minutes of Kurt holding onto him silently.

"Yeah, thanks," Kurt smiled, pulling out of Blaine grasp.

"Anytime," Blaine replied, pulling a chair out for Kurt to sit down in so they could have lunch.

"Cooper's been gone a while," Blaine commented while they were cleaning the dishes after they'd eaten.

"He must really like this girl," Kurt replied, taking the last plate from Blaine, and drying it with the dish towel in his hands before placing it back in the cupboard, "Oh, hello," Kurt laughed when he turned around and spun right into Blaine's arms.

"Hi. I have a proposition for you," Blaine said softly as he kissed Kurt's jaw.

"You do?" Kurt asked, sounding intrigued, letting out a small moan when Blaine's hand moved to cup the back of head, his fingers rubbing gently at his scalp.

"Yeah, how about we take care of what you wanted me to do for you earlier?" Blaine asked, a seductive glint in his eye.

"Now?" Kurt asked, not realising that this was going to be happening sooner than he'd thought.

"Yeah, unless you want to wait?" Blaine asked, pulling back and giving Kurt a second to think.

"No," Kurt shook his head, "I've had enough time to think, I want you to do it for me," Kurt grinned. Blaine nodded with a smile and took Kurt's hand, leading him straight back to their bedroom and making sure Kurt was comfortable in his barber's chair.

Blaine pulled his black cape out from the bottom drawer in his vanity unit and draped it over Kurt, fastening it tightly behind his neck.

"Now for you to get the full experience that are my barbering skills, I'm going to have to turn you around," Blaine explained as he spun his chair and Kurt was now facing their bedroom, "This is so I have quick access to my tools," Blaine commented at Kurt's confused expression.

Kurt turned around slightly in the chair to look at what Blaine was doing. He was setting out a number of sets of clippers, as well as a couple of pair of scissors and his spray bottle.

"Blaine," Kurt began, Blaine turned at the questioning tone in Kurt's voice, "How many sets of clippers do you own?" Kurt had only ever seen Blaine small electric trimmer and his main set of clippers before, now he was looking at four different ones, all with different attachments on them.

"I've had them all for a few years now, it's just that I hardly ever get to use them given that fact that most of the haircuts I do at the salon are for women," Blaine replied, spraying the blades with oil, "I think the last time I used them was when Wes wanted to go shorter for summer last year. Poor things hardly ever come out of their box now," Kurt smiled at Blaine's excitement to be using them all again and turned back around to face their room, as Blaine sectioned off the top layer of his hair, "Ok, I'm just making sure that you know how short we're going," Blaine said, placing a hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"I know," Kurt nodded, "And if it doesn't look good, well it will always grow back," he said with a grin as he looked over his shoulder one last time at Blaine, smiling in confirmation.

"Ok then," Blaine grinned back, switching on his first set of clippers and placing his hand on Kurt's head, guiding it down.

Kurt knew straight away that this was going to be different from the usual haircuts he received from Blaine. Blaine had switched from his hairdressing mode to his barbering mode. His hands moving in quick slow processions along Kurt's scalp, each swipe taking Kurt's hair much shorter.

Kurt's hair was soon raining down the cape, over his shoulders and collecting in his lap. There seemed to be so much of it. Kurt didn't realise how long his hair was until it was lying, cut off, it his lap. He felt a wave of excitement rush through his stomach as Blaine's hands kept moving the clippers quickly over the back of his head, only going as high as he had sectioned. Blaine gently had Kurt move his head to the side as he made a pass up Kurt's temple, taking the hair off there to. Out of the corner of his eye Kurt could see Blaine's face was deep in concentration, focusing on what he was doing. Kurt began to feel that familiar heat pooling in his lower abdomen as he caught sight of Blaine's biceps flexing with each small stroke he made up the side of Kurt's head. Kurt took a deep breath to keep himself together.

Blaine quickly made his way across the back of Kurt's head and began working away on the left side, up to Kurt's temple, the clippers showing no struggle of removing Kurt's hair. Blaine switched off the first set of clippers and picked up the second set, switching them on and moving back to Kurt's hair, moving quickly through the short strands and reducing them to an even shorter length. Kurt felt Blaine's movements speed up with every stroke, the knowledge obviously returning with every pass he made.

When Blaine had finished with his second and third sets of clippers, he picked up his final set, switching them on and bringing them up to Kurt's hairline. Kurt's head was bowed low, to give Blaine access to his neck. Blaine undid the top of the cape and placed the clippers under the collar of Kurt's shirt before running them up the back of his neck. It took every muscle in Kurt's body to stop himself from shivering at the feeling of the vibrations from the clippers running up the sensitive skin of his neck. Blaine made a few more passes before he did the cape back up. he continued cleaning up Kurt's neck though, removing the hairs from under Kurt's ears, all the way up to his hair line.

It was now that Blaine began cleaning up his edges, folding each of Kurt's ears forwards and moving the clippers over the cut hairs there, taking them even shorter and removing any long stray hairs that had escaped. He tapered out Kurt's hairline, rather than leaving a blunt line across the back of his neck, he also tapered his sideburns, blending them into the haircut.

Once Blaine was satisfied that everything was clean and even in the back, he pulled out his spray bottle and began dampening the remaining hair on Kurt's head. He took his comb and scissors in his hands and quickly set to work, reducing the length of his top layers. Even more hair began raining down onto Kurt's shoulders. He watched in silence as the long pieces fell down his chest and either continued to the floor, or stopped in his lap.

Above him, he could feel Blaine's fingers resting against his scalp before cutting of the hair that was held between them. although as Blaine moved forwards over Kurt's head, the cut pieces did become shorter than the pieces that Blaine had cut off in the back, giving Kurt a classic look, rather than a military buzz cut look.

Soon Blaine had moved so he was almost standing in front of Kurt, his face still in concentration mode, and his hands working faster than Kurt had ever seen them. His hair was falling at a steady pace, but he knew that Blaine was taking great caution to make everything neat and precise. Kurt sat patiently as Blaine finished blending the scissored hair into the clipped hair, knowing that this was the final step.

"Ok, give me two seconds," Blaine said as he turned around and took a hold of his hairspray, he brought his hand up to cover Kurt's eyes, and sprayed a small amount over Kurt's head before placing the can back down and bringing both of his hands up to move Kurt's hair around until he was happy with how it was sitting, "You ready?" Blaine asked with a grin.

"Please," Kurt begged.

"You look so hot," Blaine growled lowly in his ear as he leant behind Kurt and undid the cape, shaking the cut hairs to the floor to join the large pile that was already there. Blaine oulled away and placed a hand on the back of his chair, swinging Kurt around to face himself in the mirror.

He was speechless. The man looking back at him did not look like the Kurt Hummel that he was used to seeing every day. He looked mature and sharp and quite striking if Kurt did say so himself.

"Wow," Kurt's breath came out in a whisper as he brought his hand up to run over the back of his freshly shorn head. His hair felt prickly under his touch.

"It feels good doesn't it," Blaine grinned, removing Kurt's hand and replacing it with his own, slowly running his hand back and forth, up and down Kurt's head.

"It feels better when you do it," Kurt replied, as he bit at his lower lip.

"So, do you like it?" Blaine asked, sounding a little nervous.

"It's a lot different to how I usually look, but I like it," Kurt grinned, "Thank you," he said as he took a hold of Blaine's hand and brought him to stand in front of the chair so Kurt could lean forward and press a kiss to his lips.

"I meant what I said before," Blaine whispered against Kurt's lips, "You really do look hot," he grinned as he lifted Kurt out of the chair and carried him into the bathroom, undressing them both and pulling Kurt under the shower stream.

"Boys?" Cooper called out a few hours later, closing the front door behind him, "I have had the best day ever, you would never ... what?" Cooper let out a loud sound of confusion as he entered the living room and saw Blaine curled up on the couch with someone who did not fit the description of Kurt, "Blaine I swear to god if you-,"

"What?" both Blaine and Kurt sat up and looked over at Cooper, who's eyes had grown wide, looking Kurt over. Blaine's eyes darted between Kurt and Cooper before he collapsed back into the couch, holding his stomach in laughter.

"What?" Kurt asked sounding confused as he looked between Blaine and Cooper.

"Cooper," Blaine choked out between laughs, "Didn't recognise you," Blaine took another deep breath as he wiped at his eyes, "He thought I was with someone else," now both Kurt and Blaine were huddled together on the couch, each in fits of giggles, still looking at Cooper's face.

"Shit Kurt," Cooper sighed, falling into the arm chair opposite the couch, closing his eyes in relief, "I really didn't recognise you. You look good," Cooper commented, still looking as though he was slightly in shock.

"Thanks Cooper," Kurt replied, his breathing now under control, "I've always wanted to try it, and wanting to try new haircuts is easy when your boyfriend is a hairdresser," Kurt grinned, leaning down to kiss Blaine's curls.

"Yeah, but maybe next time, just warn me. Maybe a quick text saying hey Coop, just basically shaved my boyfriends head, I'm not cheating on him, we'll be spooning on the couch when you get home," Cooper huffed out another sigh as he finished.

"Sorry Cooper," Blaine laughed, "I'll definitely remember that for next time. but anyway, how was your date with Samantha," Blaine smiled over at his brother as he watched Cooper's eyes light up.

"Oh my god Blainey, she's perfect. We went out to lunch and she ate a whole pizza, a whole pizza! I've never met a girl who could do that!" Cooper exclaimed in excitement, "We then went for a walk through Central Park, fed some ducks, watched a baseball game at one of the diamonds there and then we went out for dinner. I'm going to marry her," he said, sounding very sure of himself.

"I'm happy for you Coop," Blaine said as his face became concerned, "Just one question though, you have to go back to LA next week. What happens then?"

"I don't know. I guess I'll just see what happens. I'm here until after your birthday, so that gives me another week with her, and then I guess if I still feel this strongly for her, then I'll start looking for work here," Cooper shrugged.

"Wow, it must be serious if you're thinking of moving for her,"

"Blainey, I've only known her a day, but I feel like I've known her for a lifetime. Surely you must know how that feels," Blaine grinned as he looked over at Kurt.

"Yeah, I do,"