When the alarm on his phone rang Friday morning Blaine wasn't sure he dared opening his eyes to face the day. He had a terrible fear that it all had been a dream, but by some miracle he could still feel the burning of Kurt's skin against his own.

To make sure he wasn't imagining things he challenged himself and checked his messages. There he found a cute goodnight-text from Kurt. Boyfriend. That was exactly the word he had been hoping to find.

With that he rushed out of bed and hurried to shower and make himself presentable. It was sort of ridiculous, since he and Kurt had seen each other every morning for the past year, but this morning he was extra nervous to make sure he looked good. Or at least decent.

Kurt was getting crazy. He had nothing to wear. His closet was one, huge black hole and it held nothing that made him look anywhere close to presentable.

It's silly. Blaine knows how I look. We've spent almost every day together for two years. I just don't want him to think I look like an idiot.

He sighed heavily and took one last search for gold before he ended on gray jeans, army button down and a fluffy gray sweater with matching tie. At least his hair was somewhat cooperative this morning.

He took a last spin, drew a deep breath and opened the door; their first day as secret boyfriends was about to begin!

When Blaine entered the kitchen Kurt was already there. He was just on his way to throw his arms around him when he noticed his mom sitting at the table. With heavy heart and a curse for his mom Blaine staggered towards the counter Kurt was preparing his breakfast. Blaine grabbed for the coffee pot when he felt Kurt's hand graze over his arm lightly, shooting a wave of heat through his entire skin organ.

"Will you get me a cup too?" Kurt asked sweetly as Blaine started pouring coffee into his mug. He turned his head and was met by a pair of bright, blue eyes staring directly into his. He smiled at Kurt who returned the gesture before he offered the mug to Kurt who lightly brushed his fingers over Blaine's as he accepted it. Kurt turned and took his plate and coffee to sit at the table.

Blaine had to remind himself that he couldn't just stare at Kurt when he walked away like that – not with his mom sitting right there. He snapped himself out of the trance and started preparing his own food before sitting down to eat in silence.

The whole situation seemed like a farce. A play where no one was allowed to speak, and only sound effects in the form of tinkling from cutlery, thumps from porcelain put to the table and awkward "sorry" when they both reached for the juice.

Much to Kurt's dismay Susan didn't leave before he had to. He had hoped so because he was itching to have his lips back against Blaine's as quickly as possible – but apparently he would have to wait or they would be late for school.

He disappeared upstairs to brush his teeth and grab his coat and bag before heading for the garage door so he could heat up the car before Blaine was ready. Usually he had to wait in the car for a few minutes before Blaine was there, but this morning he appeared only a moment after Kurt had turned on the engine.

Blaine got into the passenger seat and let his bag drop to the floor. He wasn't really sure what was allowed since they technically still were at home, but they were also outside the house.

"Hey there," Kurt said softly and looked at him, his head resting against the neck rest and the corners of his mouth lightly twitching upwards.

God he's gorgeous. And mine. All of that is mine now. I can have all of it, because I'm allowed to and wow -

Blaine didn't get any further in his stream of thoughts though because he was interrupted by Kurt's hand gently on his thigh and his mouth softly on his. He immediately fell into the taste of mint toothpaste and the scent of Kurt filling up his head.

"Hi. Morning," Blaine said shyly as Kurt moved back to his own seat.

Kurt grinned widely at him and pressed the button on his keys to open the garage door behind them.

"Are you ready? First day – sort of," Kurt asked under his breath.

Blaine said yes before he stopped himself and reach in to kiss Kurt one more time, making sure no one would see them now the door was open.

"Now I am – sort of," he smiled and let joy fill him as he noticed the red that was taking over Kurt's usually pale skin.

Kurt started the car and backed it out to the street. The ride to school wasn't much different than usual Friday mornings. They were listening to the radio and casually chatting about what they were doing in glee club. Blaine told Kurt that he had plans with Tina the next day and Kurt was happy to hear that he was going out to be with people.

When Kurt stopped the car in the school parking lot they stared nervously at each other.

"So... now we're doing this. Just a few hours and we'll be together," Kurt smiled and put his fingers tips against Blaine's thigh on the edge of the seat.

Blaine looked down on the way Kurt's fingertips were brushing over the jeans covering his thigh and let his hand down to lock around it.

"Yeah. Like 14 hours," Blaine chuckled and smiled at how quickly Kurt let his fingers fall into place with his.

"No, silly. I was planning on stealing you when we come home later. Then we can at least have an hour or something before we have to get ready for family time," Kurt said and rolled his eyes.

Blaine couldn't stop staring at his lips. They were shiny from his lip smackers and a a delicious red color that was screaming Blaine to attack them. He remembered how good it had felt the night before to have Kurt's lips frequently pressed against his own for nearly two hours and he had to put in all of his force to stop himself from not moving close to search for the feeling.

"I like that plan. Will you text me later?" He wasn't sure if Kurt would find him weird to ask him to do that, but he had a feeling that if Kurt was to text him the day would definitely be much easier to go through, especially with the promise of having an hour alone with Kurt in... 8 hours or so.

"Sure. As long as you won't be distracted from your classes," Kurt grinned and squeezed his hand before pulling his own away so he could get out of the car.

xXx

Seeing Blaine walk by in the halls, or standing by his locker, or talking to Tina made Kurt smile extremely wide all day. He found that it was like he was looking at Blaine in a whole new light. He noticed the way he walked, the way he shifted his weight between his feet when he talked to people and the way he squeezed his lips tightly together when he was concentrating to remember what he was looking for in his locker.

However, he wasn't prepared for the task it was to sit next to Blaine during lunch. Their friends were happy that Blaine was back to joining them at their table as always, making Kurt have to stop himself from blushing when comments like "good to see you together" came up. The real problem, though, was that he couldn't simply let his hand into Blaine's and he couldn't just kiss his cheek – and he couldn't just kiss him.

Blaine was seated in the middle of the room in glee club and had to watch Kurt and Rachel sing a cute duet together. He constantly searched for Kurt's eyes, but whenever their eyes met Kurt hurried to look away and Blaine had a feeling he was afraid to mess up his lines. He was completely mesmerized by his appearance and when the song ended he felt like jumping to his feet.

When Mr. Schue complimented Kurt's vocal Blaine felt pride swell in his chest and hurried to send him a text saying "you were amazing" before returning his attention to Mercedes on the floor.

Kurt: "Thank you. It was hard not to look at you. I kept forgetting the words."

Blaine: "No one noticed. You did perfect."

When glee club was over Blaine was ready to run to the car so he could be alone with Kurt, but to his horror Kurt was held back. Mercedes and Quinn were cornering him, asking him dozens of questions on stuff for Mercedes party the next weekend.

Blaine waited faithfully for ten minutes in the door until they were finished. Poor Kurt tried getting out of it, and all he could think about was how much he just wanted to go home to not miss any of his time with Blaine before the family dinner, but whenever he mentioned that he had to leave and that Blaine was waiting they kept making up new questions.

When they were back home Kurt asked Blaine to come to his room when he had dropped off his bag in his own, and Blaine hurried to make sure he didn't look like a train-wreck. He splashed water in his face and nearly ran towards Kurt's room.

"I thought they were never going to shut up," Kurt sighed when Blaine closed the door behind him.

"It's fine. We're here now, aren't we?" Blaine said shyly and walked towards the bed where Kurt was sitting.

"I'm just really exhausted. Wanna... cuddle on the bed?" Kurt asked and he couldn't help let his eyes dart to the pillows, already feeling excited about Blaine coming to lie with him.

"Sure. We could do that -" Blaine smiled and walked over to join Kurt on the bed.

His knees only touched the bedspread before Kurt had pressed his mouth onto Blaine's. Blaine nearly choked, but quickly let his hands find their way onto Kurt's back, and slowly let them fall onto the bed together, not leaving each others lips for a second.

"I've wanted to do that all day," Kurt said when they drifted apart. He ran a finger down Blaine's cheekbone and watched as the corners of his mouth searched upwards from the admission.

"Me too. Leaving you alone now is harder than it was before," Blaine said and wondered where the limits for touching Kurt was. He really just wanted to feel him everywhere.

"Oh – you had a hard time leaving me alone before?" Kurt said and raised his left eyebrow with an amused smirk.

"Yeah. I told you – I've been crazy about you forever. All I ever thought about when I saw you was doing this -" Blaine revealed and kissed him again.

"I wish you would have. You're good at it," Kurt chuckled and let his hand run down Blaine's arm and under it to hold around his waist.

Blaine's cheeks were flaming but he didn't care, because Kurt thought he was a good kisser, and couldn't the entire room really be on fire around him as long as he was allowed to be close with Kurt like this?

They didn't say anymore. They snuggled close and as Kurt folded both of his arms around Blaine they were completely close. Kurt let his nose into Blaine's hair, and Blaine quickly figured out that he loved lying with his face buried in the crook of Kurt's neck.

All was quiet, and nothing mattered but the fact that they were together.

xXx

Family dinner wasn't a big deal. Kurt did his best to not touch Blaine in any way; brush his hand when reaching for the water, bump his knees against his when shifting in his chair, or even catching his eye when they were in the living room for coffee. He was simply nervous he wouldn't have the self-control to keep his hands to himself.

Their parents seemed like they were keeping an eye on Blaine, making sure to search that he wasn't just pretending to be okay, but as the evening slowly continued with Kurt and Blaine seeming to talk and no troubles showed they relaxed and let it drift away.

"Our parents are out tomorrow. Wanna do something?" Kurt asked and ran a finger down Blaine's chest when they were standing in the hall between their rooms to say goodnight. Blaine was squeezing his lips tight together, the knowledge that Kurt's lips were so close to his but it would be too risky to kiss him when their parents could come up the stairs was painful.

"I can't. I promised to go out with Tina, remember?" Suddenly Blaine regretted that he had started to make friends. Who really needed friends when they had an amazing boyfriend, anyway?

"Oh yeah. Booh. Do you know when you'll be home then?" Kurt sighed and did his best to avoid his disappointment shining too strongly through. He didn't want Blaine to feel bad about going out. As far as Kurt could remember this was the first time Blaine had even gone out to be with a friend without it being official glee club business, or without Kurt.

"Around dinner, I guess. We didn't talk about that. I can tell her that I have a da... plans with you," Blaine said and nearly giggled when he stopped himself from saying that they had a date. A date. With Kurt.

"It's fine. Just... we can text, and see what happens. I'll spend the day arranging my scarves," Kurt smiled.

To Blaine's surprise Kurt leaned in and pressed his lips lightly against Blaine's before he said goodnight and turned to go to his room. Blaine stayed in the dimmed light and watched as Kurt walked down the hall and closed the door after him with a warm smile in Blaine's direction.

xXx

"You seem like you completely forgot that you've been so sad for the past week. What happened?" Tina said as she and Blaine found their seats at the front row at the show Mike was dancing in.

"Nothing... I was just tired, and now I'm not anymore," Blaine shrugged, but a grin was tickling to fill his face.

That was the good thing about Tina. She smiled at him in a "I am really not convinced"-way, but leaned back and didn't poke anymore into the subject. They discussed a duet they had thought about doing in glee club, and Tina told him her ideas for their costumes for sectionals.

Kurt: "I hope you're having fun. I miss your smile."

When Blaine saw the text he nearly fell off his chair. He stared at it for over a minute to make sure he was seeing right and that his eyes weren't just fooling him. No, Kurt had really sent him that cute text.

Blaine: "It would be a lot more fun if you were here. I miss your lips too."

Fuck!

Blaine: "Smile! I miss your smile too!"

Kurt: "I miss your lips too (:"

Oh my god, that was awkward, and stupid and... god he's so perfect!

"Who are you texting with that makes you so giddy?" Tina said and leaned in to have a look at the display.

Blaine panicked and rushed to lock his phone and shove it into his pocket, not caring how shocked Tina was staring at him.

"Oh god, do you have a boyfriend? And you didn't tell us!" Tina beamed, searching Blaine's face for information about this new theory of hers. She poked the tip of her index fingers into his thigh, grinning broadly with light in her eyes.

"I... I do not have a boyfriend," Blaine said as firmly as he could, but felt like the words were thick and cloggy in his throat.

If only I could just tell her. She would be happy for us. She wouldn't find it weird. Tina loves Kurt, she wants us to be happy – I am happy to be with Kurt, and Kurt is happy to be with me. She would be happy.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend," Blaine said, this time forcing himself to be a little lighter. He knew that he had screwed up in being so harsh before – now she would definitely know that he had someone, and while Tina wasn't one to pry she would surely be thinking it over a lot.

"I uhm... I think I'm gonna take off. I have plans later and I wanna shower first. Is it okay?" Blaine said after the show ended and they were waiting for Mike to wrap up with his team-mates so he could join them.

"Plans with your boyfriend?" She teased.

"Plans with Kurt," Blaine sighed, and was happy to tell himself that he wasn't exactly lying this time.

"It's okay. I'll see you Monday, alright?"

"Thanks. Tell Mike I said hi – and... it's really nothing. I'm just in a good mood these days," Blaine tried one last time, hoping he could get her to drop it.

He was simply nervous that she was going to give it so much thought that she subconsciously would pay extra attention to him, and find small signs of him being with someone – potentially she would find that someone to be Kurt, and he couldn't have that happen.

xXx

The next week continued the same way. They got up in the morning, tried to avoid each other's eyes at breakfast to make sure they could keep their hands off each other in front of their parents. They went to school and sent each other longing looks in the hallways or in glee club, texting each other in classes or if one of them had a solo. When they were off school they would go about their business as usual, doing their homework, Kurt shopping with his girlfriends, Blaine going to the gym and sometimes both of them would help Burt in the tire shop.

They spent a lot less time in the living room and a lot more time in each other's room these days. Their parents didn't comment on it, but they could feel that they had noticed. When they were at dinner and Kurt would say "I'm gonna go to my room. Wanna come, Blaine?" or Blaine would say "I'll go to my room and watch a movie" followed by Kurt saying "I'll go with you" their parents would send each other looks they couldn't interpret, but it mostly seemed like a "teenagers these days"-glance.

As soon as they were behind the safe, closed doors of their bedrooms they were over each other with kisses and "I missed you" and "it's so hard not to kiss you all the time".

And it really was. It was painful to see Mike and Tina or Finn and Rachel or Brittany and Santana hold hands and kiss and be cute together in school. All they could do was send each other looks that said more than they would ever be able to in words in public, or send each other a text with promises of kisses and closeness later in the evening.

When Friday came they spent ten minutes in the car in the garage on kissing and holding hands before they agreed that they had better get going to not be late. For a moment Blaine nearly asked if they couldn't just ditch and stay home, because he knew they would only get an hour to be together after school, and after dinner they wouldn't be able to be together because Kurt had to get up early.

Mercedes had been nice enough to announce that her party was a Halloween party and no one would be allowed inside if they weren't in costumes so Kurt would spent the entire Saturday with Susan getting the last thing he needed for his costume and putting it all together – and in the evening at the party they would evidently not be able to be together, because all of their friends would be there.

So Friday night, after dinner and coffee and being the good sons in the form of socializing with their parents they excused themselves and went upstairs. The second they were on the second floor and their parents could still be heard in the living room Blaine pulled Kurt closer to kiss him as long and deeply as he hadn't been able to all day.

"I couldn't let you go to bed without..." Blaine said shyly, apologizing for the ambush.

"Thank you. I didn't want to go to bed with kissing you," Kurt whispered and kissed him back. They squeezed each other's hands, wished each other a goodnight and had to leave for their own room.

One day I'll sleep in his bed instead of saying goodnight in the hall, Blaine thought as he turned off the light and tried recalling the feeling of Kurt's lips against his as the last thing before sleeping.