“Just because I'm shorter?” Blaine questioned.

“I just wanted to provide for you! Is that so much to ask? You do everything. All you do is give, give, give! Why can't you take a little? It's not like I haven't offered,” Kurt sighed at the end.

“I like sweeping you off your feet... I like wooing you,” Blaine tried to take a step closer but Kurt pulled him away.

“We're both men, Blaine. You can't make me the woman of the relationship.”

“I never tried to!”

“I don't wanna hear it, Blaine. Just let me think...”

Blaine put his hands up in surrender and began to leave. Just as he went for the door knob, something dawned on him. “Kurt? How did this fight start anyway?”

Kurt blushed as he realized the stupidity of it all. “I wanted to be the big spoon,” he mumbled, looking down at his Marc Jacobs.

Blaine nearly laughed. “Do I get to stay if I let you be the big spoon?”

Glasz met hazel and Kurt couldn't help the small grin that spread across his face. “Yeah.”

Blaine and Kurt settled on the bed together, all fighting forgotten as they whispered inside jokes and sweet nothings all night long.

Blaine hated fighting, but he sure loved making up.

And he would never admit how much he loved being the little spoon... 'cause he loved wrapping his arms around his gorgeous boyfriend even more.