I woke up somewhere other than my bed. The pillow beneath me was very bony and an arm lay on my stomach. I opened my eyes, my first sight being the ceiling. I turned my vision to see Blaine. His mouth was slightly open, his eyes closed, his chest moving in a rhythmic pattern as he breathed. The room was lit up proving it to be morning. I smiled to myself as I relaxed in the warmth of his body and the blanket, closing my eyes once more.

Right before I was about to sleep again, my eyes flew open panicked by the thoughts that flew through my head. I looked at the watch still on my wrist to see it was 9 AM.

"Crap." I mumbled aloud.

My mind was in warp zone as I sat up, not realizing Blaine leaning down at that moment. His head collided with my already bruised bump. I let my head fall back gently against his thighs holding the injury.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Kurt. I was just trying to kiss you, but I didn't realize you sitting up. Are you alright?" He said, leaning down again, looking into my eyes.

"I- I'm fine. What about you?" I said, still holding the bump. He only nodded.

"Well, we're late for school, and my dad is going to kill me because I didn't tell him you were staying… which I didn't even… wait, how did we even get here?"

He tucked his arm around my shoulders, under my head, his other arm still around my stomach. I tried sitting up but he only pushed me back down gently, smiling.

"Don't worry Kurt. I woke up earlier and your dad explained the whole thing. We seemed to pass out when you had ice on your head, and they couldn't just wake us up. Your dad called my parents and let them know. And also, it's snowing, and the roads are horrible so there is no school today!"

I widened my eyes, and I'm sure I looked like a little kid at Christmas. I got up, ignoring how black spotted my vision from getting up too quickly and the head ache that still formed around the bump, and hurried to the window. I looked in awe at the blanket of white that covered the backyard. I folded my arms over my stomach tightly, closing my eyes.

A memory flashed through my mind.

"Mommy, mommy it's snowing!!!!"I said as I bounded down the stairs, my five year old self not caring when I tripped and stumbled over the floor as I reached the bottom.

I rounded the corner to see her sipping tea and reading a book at the kitchen table. As she noticed I entered the room she set her bookmark in place and put the book on the table. She walked over and picked me up, wrapping me in a hug.

"Yes it is Kurtie! You wanna have breakfast first or play for awhile?"

I gave her a look that said that she should know the answer to that. She only laughed setting me down and grabbed my hand, making our way back to my room. I pulled on my warmest hat and gloves and the huge, dark blue winter coat. She tied up my boots and we were ready to face the bitter cold.

We played in the snow till mid afternoon, never getting tired of making snowmen families and snow angels. I never even thought about food or hot chocolate. My dad pulled in the driveway just before it got dark and grabbed the camera quickly to get a family shot.

The memory disappeared as soon as it came. I let tears sting my eyes and even let one escape, not bothering to wipe it away. Just then, a pair of arms found their way around my stomach, letting his chin rest on my chin.

"You alright?" he asked quietly in my ear.

I could only nod as tears pooled in my eyes once more. I tried my hardest to hold them back but the emotion was too strong.

He kissed my shoulder before turning me around, wrapping his arms protectively around me. I let myself relax in the warm embrace and the tears went away.

"Just good memories." I said in his ear, smiling.

He pulled away, searching my eyes. When he realized that I was telling the truth he nodded, rubbing my arm.

"You should tell me them sometime."

I gave him a small smile, before making my way into the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" He asked joining me.

"Well, nothing goes better with snow then homemade hot chocolate." I sad, gathering ingredients.

It took all of 5 minutes before I handed a cup to Blaine. He took a sip and grinned happily.

"Mmmmm. I wish that it was cold every day." He said closing his eyes, taking a longer sip of the chocolaty drink.

"So I doubt that Finn is even up, so you wanna go have some fun in the snow?" I asked innocently.

He looked up to me smiling. He walked over, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You know, Finn went to Rachel's today and your parents are already at work. We have some time for ourselves." He went in to kiss my neck, sucking gently.

I smiled, wishing I could accept the request.

"But Bla-aine, we can do that any day… Snow only comes every so often." I whined.

He pulled away putting a fake pout on his lips.

"But Ku-urt!" He whined back, stomping his foot in a childish manner.

"Blaine, please? For me? I promise we will save some extra fun for later." I said, taking his hands in mine, giving him a pleading look and a smile. I knew he wouldn't be able to refuse that.

He sighed, letting his head drop and laughed. He looked into my eyes once more and gave me a smile, giving my hands a quick squeeze.

"I'm going to need to borrow some warm clothes then."

I smiled, running up to my room, him close in tow. I gave him one of my many winter jackets that would be too big for him, and a pair of gloves. I changed as well, pausing to remember the way my mom would help me every day. I shook the memory away and hurried out the door of my room and down the stairs to find Blaine waiting for me.

It was still snowing and I walked outside, letting my head fall back, closing my eyes and opening my mouth, catching snowflakes with my tongue.

I turned to see Blaine doing the same. I laughed at us and I couldn't help but quote one of my favorite movie quotes.

"'I never eat December snowflakes. I always wait until January.'" I gave him a childish grin as he laughed at my ridiculous quote.

The whole day was spent in the freezing cold, but I didn't care. It took me back to that day so many years ago, only this time instead of my mom being here, it was my wonderful boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

I wish you could be here mom. You would love him.

Just then coldness hit the back of my neck, as ice dripped down my back. I arched my back, trying to escape the horrible coldness against my bare skin, sending goose bumps through my body.

I turned to see Blaine duck behind a bush.

"You horrible little-"

Another snowball hit my back.

I turned to see Finn and Rachel laughing, holding a few more snowballs.

"If you ruin my hair I will sue!" I yelled, dodging behind my own bush, gathering snow and forming it into a tight ball. I got up and was about to throw the ball, but was greeted with one in my face. I stumbled backwards, surprised at the coldness in my eyes.

I sat there for a few minutes as the coldness turned to burning as I pushed the palms of my hands into them.

I heard the crunching of snow and someone kneel next to me.

"Kurt, are you alright?"

I only nodded. "Snow in the eyes is horrible."

His hand went on my back, as I smiled. I let my hands fall, carefully picking up the snowball on the other side of me. With one swift movement, I crumbled it onto his head, similar to an egg cracking. I got up to run away, but he eventually caught me, wrapping his arms around my stomach and picking me up. I let out a giggle, as Finn and Rachel pelted me with snowballs.

By the time the war had ended it was already getting dark, so we retreated inside to heat up the hot chocolate.

"I hadn't even realized how long we stayed out there. That was awesome!"

I smiled as I handed the three a cup, letting myself take in the liquid warmth.

"Oh crap! I need to get home!" Blaine said as he looked to his phone. "I have three voicemails from my mom, and about a dozen missed calls. I-I need to go."

He gave me a quick kiss on my cheek as he rushed out the door, saying one quick goodbye as he left. Five minutes later I found myself pulling out my phone as it buzzed with a new text message.

Sorry I had to leave so quickly. I should have called them right away but I forgot. I love you and I'll see you tomorrow. –Blaine

I smiled as I typed out a response.

Don't worry about it. I love you too! Drive safe! :D- Kurt

How I wished tomorrow would be another snow day… and that Finn would again be gone.

I gave a mischievous smile to myself as I took another sip of the warm liquid.