He knew that Santana was a person who accepted homosexuality; she had defended him on more than one occasion, and she always had this strange and really suspicious puppy look towards Brittany. But still, there was so many variables since the subject now was her friendship with Blaine. He had lied to her, and Kurt already was pretty sure why Blaine had gone to the war; maybe Santana ended up too hurt , because after all, she suffered a lot through the years waiting from Blaine and worrying if he would come back alive from the war, and never truly understanding his reasons for going in the first place.

But all Kurt's fears faded away when Blaine entered his room, and he was greeted with Blaine's watery eyes and the huge smile splayed across his face.

"She accepted me… us," Blaine said, looking so relieved and light that Kurt couldn't help but smile hearing those words.

He knew that feeling, the feeling of being accepted. Kurt suffered a lot with hate and prejudice, but he also knew what it feels like be accepted by the ones that he loved. Burt taught him that; despite his love of mechanics and football teams everywhere, he still was kind and supportive, surprising everyone in that small town when he accepted his son's sexuality.

Kurt didn't know if James Anderson would react in that way; actually he was almost positive that he wouldn't, from how Blaine had acted. He also didn't have any idea how Sarah would react, but knowing that Santana had accepted Blaine was a start, and the most amazing one at that.

"Of course she did! She wouldn't risk lose someone as amazing as you!" Kurt grinned at how happy Blaine looked. He just wished that he could stop time in that moment, with this Blaine who was feeling accepted, loved, and happy. He knew that the hazel eyed man would face obstacles, and that being who he was wouldn't be easy, but he just wished that the world would fix itself in that moment, before Blaine had to face how ugly the world could be.

Blaine sat on the bed, throwing himself onto the white pillow in Kurt's lap. Both giggled a little before falling into a happy silence, just savoring the look that they shared as blue met hazel in warm gaze.

"I am so happy, I have my best friend again Kurt," Blaine whispered as Kurt smiled and played with the curls on top of Blaine head.

"I am happy for you, dear boyfriend," Kurt mocked, giving a special emphasis to the word boyfriend, playing with the way how Blaine had called him it in front of Santana.

"I didn't rush things or anything when I said that to Santana, right? I-I just… I don't know, I just thought that we were and…" Blaine nervously tried to explain himself before Kurt interrupted him by chastely kissing Blaine's lips.

"You are so cute," Kurt mocked Blaine's embarrassment playfully placing another peck on Blaine's lips, too amused by his boyfriend cuteness. Of course he didn't have any problem being Blaine's boyfriend; he just wanted play with him a little. The hazel eyed boy was just so innocent and charming as a real small town boy should be.

"Oh my god, Santana is right- I am just like a high school girl!" Blaine shouted, turning crimson and hiding his face in embarrassment in the white colored pillow placed in his boyfriend lap.

"Oohh you are not like a high school girl! I would never date a high school girl!" Kurt said blissfully, starting to place thousands of soft kisses on ticklish boyfriend's neck, forcing Blaine to look to him again.

"Kurt Hummel, you are evil." Blaine said, facing his boyfriend and enjoying all the small details that he could see in Kurt's face being that close to him.

They were just a few inches apart, savoring the proximity between them and the way hazel was meeting blue and how good that felt. It didn't take long for their lips to meet, at first with small and playful kisses until Blaine pulled Kurt closer, placing his hands on the nape of Kurt's neck, turning their playfully pecks into a long and full kiss.

They kissed until they both ran out of breath and Kurt pulled away, not believing that he actually had kissed someone in that position.

"Did we just kiss Spiderman style?" Blaine asked teasingly.

"I think we did…" Kurt said thoughtfully before laughing a little, and concluding, "But you definitely were Mary Jane here."

"Of course I was Mary Jane; you are the hero here, always saving me from myself …" Blaine murmured moved smiling a little.

The veteran really felt like Kurt had saved him. Blaine didn't know what he would do if Kurt hadn't found him after his meeting with James; in fact he didn't want even want to think about what he would have done if the blue eyed teacher wasn't there to give him strength and support.

"Stop making me blush, red is not my color," Kurt whimpered, looking away and trying to hide the way his face had turned red at hearing Blaine call him his hero.

Kurt never was anybody's hero before; everyone always saw him as the abomination or the victim, and the young teacher couldn't help the warm feeling that grew in his chest noticing how the man, who laid in his lap, admired him.

"Who's the cute one now?" Blaine teased, looking to his boyfriend's blushing face before receiving a small bitch face that didn't last too long since Kurt couldn't help but smile looking at Blaine's happy expression.

"I think I should take a bath," the hazel eyed man murmured, playing with this small lock of chestnut hair that had fallen over Kurt's forehead.

"I think that I have something that will fit in you in my closet," Kurt said, thinking of the sweat pants that Finn had left behind.

"Where is the bathroom?" Blaine asked getting up.

"In that door, my room is a suite," Kurt said, pointing to the door beside his bed that Blaine thought to be another closet; after all, Kurt did have a lot of clothes.

"Really? Why did Santana gave you the suite?" Blaine wondered.

"I used to spend hours in the shower getting ready, and if she didn't give me the suite she would have had to get ready in the kitchen sink to get to work on time," Kurt chuckled while opening his closet doors and looking for the sweat pants.

Blaine stood there watching his boyfriend look for something for him, just enjoying the feeling of intimacy that filled the room; he wouldn't admit that to Kurt, but he couldn't help but imagining that someday they would share a home and have more of these light conversations about trivial and everyday stuff.

Kurt finally found the sweat pants and a T shirt that would fit Blaine and gave them to him, not missing the opportunity to tease his boyfriend about the way how he would have to roll the pants a little due his stature.

Hearing Kurt's comment, Blaine made some explanation about his stature being a family thing before going to the shower and leaving Kurt behind laughing as he placed himself in a comfortable position on his bed.

Blaine didn't spend much time in the shower, and soon he was coming back wearing Finn's sweat pants and an old t-shirt.

Kurt smiled, noticing how his boyfriend's curls were falling free on his forehead. He needed to convince Blaine to use less gel in his hair otherwise he wouldn't see more of that cute/sexy look.

"I so need gel right now!" Blaine said while running his hand through his hair.

"You so don't need gel right now, in fact, I was here thinking of an evil plan to stop you from using all that gel" Kurt mused aloud.

"Wow you wouldn't do such thing…" Blaine murmured as he crawled into Kurt's bed and cuddled up to him just like a little cat would do.

"Someone here likes to be the big spoon…" Kurt teased, enjoying very much how Blaine was wrapping his arms around his waist.

"I don't have any idea what you are talking about," Blaine said softly. He was so happy; he never had been that close to another man, cuddling and teasing, and everything was just perfect. A millions times better than his fantasies, because now it was reality and Kurt was there, not some faceless dream man.

"Yeah, right!" Kurt said before breathing the intoxicating smell of fresh soap coming from his boyfriend.

"You smell so good" Kurt whispered, closing his eyes and making Blaine blush furiously.

"I-It's your soap and shampoo" Blaine murmured, a little embarrassed.

"Yeah, speaking of that, I need take a shower too," Kurt said, and began to get up before a pair of strong arms laid him down again.

"Don't! I want cuddle! Don't make me force you!" Blaine whined, holding Kurt next to him.

"Yeah and what you are going to do? Tie me up here?" Kurt teased.

"I can do worse…" Blaine said as a playful smile crossed his face. If Kurt could to play that game, he could too.

"Yeah? Like what? Tie me up usin-" Kurt tried to tease before being interrupted by Blaine's lips.

Blaine kissed the blue eyed teacher, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and pulling him as close to himself as was possible. In the first seconds, Kurt was frozen; that was the first time that Blaine had initiated a kiss, not counting the desperate kiss at the convenience store, and it was perfect. Not desperate, just wonderful and heated.

Kurt's mind began to go a million miles a minute, and for once he didn't care if he didn't finish his teasing statement, because wow, this was the best kiss of his life. He never wanted to leave Blaine's arms, and that was the reason why Kurt almost whimpered when suddenly Blaine's lips weren't there anymore.

"See? I have my methods," Blaine teased, flushing red but still in a better state that the man under him.

"Oh my God, where is the small town boy that blushed just at the thought of sharing a blanket?"

"I think you turned him in a monster…" Blaine playfully said as he placed all this small kisses along Kurt's jaw.

"Oh God, I really created a monster, didn't I?" Kurt said, putting his hand over his mouth pretending to be shocked.

"Yes you did" Blaine chuckled, leaning to another kiss.

And this kiss turned into a more heated kiss in so much less time than the last one. Kurt responded to it almost immediately, beginning clutch at Blaine's hair, pulling the veteran even closer.

Blaine hummed with appreciation as he felt how much Kurt also wanted him closer. The veteran just couldn't get enough of that proximity, he just want feel more of Kurt, make sure that he was real, that this wasn't one of his fantasies. After years of loneliness, it was almost unbelievable for Blaine to share a moment like that with someone.

They kept kissing for what seemed like forever, in a messy way, full of tongue and teeth, and this need to be closer and closer as some whimpers and embarrassing noises came from their throats, not that anyone at this point could say who it was that whimpered and who hadn't, they just lost in themselves to each other.

A little voice in Blaine's head kept reminding him of what he had said to Santana earlier that night, that he wanted to take things slow, so Blaine tried to slow things down, he really did, kissing with less intensity, less tongue. But then Kurt pulled the veteran even closer, dominating the kiss, and Blaine's blood just stopped going to his brain. All the little voices in his head telling him to slow down were suddenly replaced by his primal instincts, which screamed to him to keep kissing and touching as if there was no tomorrow.

Blaine was feeling waves of what seemed like fire all over his body, spreading, growing, craving, and he could feel that the man under him also shared his excitement, being in the same messy condition as him. But when Blaine was ready to give up, to surrender and just be consumed by this fire as things become more and more intense, Kurt pulled apart.

"W-we really should slow down…" Kurt said breathless and flushed.

"A-alright… Did I do something wrong?" Blaine asked, trying to contain the disappointed expression that crossed his face, thinking that he probably had ruined everything by doing something strange while they kissed or making some weird noise.

"No! You didn't anything wrong, actually, you were doing everything right, too right." Kurt assured him.

"Oh" Blaine murmured understanding what Kurt meant.

"It's not like I am a prudish virgin or anything but I-" Kurt began to explain, but he soon stopped, noticing the uncomfortable expression that crossed Blaine's face upon hearing the world "virgin".

"Not that there is anything wrong with being virgin!" Kurt gasped, wanting kick himself; it was obvious by Blaine's expression that he was a virgin- he had told Kurt that he haven't even kissed a guy before, for goodness sakes, so how the hell he would have had sex?

"You are virgin, aren't you?" Kurt concluded, embarrassingly burying his face one Blaine's chest.

"I did it once," Blaine said, embarrassed at his answer and already cursing himself for saying that.

"You did?" Kurt said, raising his head in surprise. Maybe he didn't offend Blaine after all with that talk about virgins.

"With a girl… She was my kind of girlfriend in high school and I thought that if maybe I tried, you know, to have sex with her, I would discover that I wasn't gay after all…" Blaine confessed, feeling like he was the most pathetic guy on earth.

"Wow…" Kurt murmured, absorbing the new information. Blaine had sex with a girl? If Kurt needed a something to calm himself down, he had gotten it with that disturbing mental image.

But soon that Kurt came back from his trip of disturbing mental images that involuntarily filled his head, he noticed how embarrassedBlaine looked, and knowing how low the veteran's self-esteem was, Kurt spoke.

"Well I already did something like that too…" The blued eyed man confessed, biting his lip.

"You slept with a girl too?" Blaine asked, incredulous.

"No! I didn't have sex with her; we just made out a little…" Kurt said, remembering his failed attempt to become straight that ended with him making out with Brittany.

"She was you girlfriend?" Blaine asked, astonished. Kurt Hummel, the proud and 100% gay Kurt Hummel, also tried to be straight. Knowing that made Blaine feel a lot better about his past.

"No! I never dated Brittany- we just made out in my basement!" Kurt answered rolling his eyes with the thought of have Brittany as his girlfriend; she was sweet but not really Kurt's type.

"Brittany? Like Brittany the pretty blond that also lives here?" Blaine asked, feeling a little jealous.

"Yeah that one" Kurt answered, too amused by Blaine's jealousy and not missing a chance to tease him. "And you know what? Until today, sometimes she sneaks in my room and we remember the old times!" Kurt said, mocking his boyfriend that for a fraction of second had this shocked expression on his face, before notice that Kurt was just making fun of him.

"Very funny, very funny…" Blaine said as he rolled his eyes and lay beside Kurt.

"You should have seen you face! You actually believed for a second that Britt and I had an affair!" Kurt said, unable to contain his laughter; Blaine's face was just too funny.

"I just don't like the thought of anyone with you, even if that anyone has boobs." Blaine confessed, blushing furiously. He was feeling so childish.

"You think that I like the thought of someone with you? Touching you? Of course not!" Kurt confessed comforting Blaine.

Kurt laid on top of Blaine, supported his head on the veteran's chest, and sighed heavily; it was time for a serious conversation.

"But unlike you, I already have been with other people," Kurt confessed; he needed be honest with Blaine that wasn't his first relationship, but he never had felt this way before though he already had dated other guys before.

"I know…I just feel so pathetic, you know? Being inexperienced as I am…" Blaine confessed, wrapping his arms around the young teacher as he buried his nose on Kurt's hair, breathing his scent.

"You are not pathetic! There is nothing pathetic about you at all! It doesn't matter who I dated before-I never felt this way with any of them" Kurt said, raising his head to meet Blaine's eyes.

"You are amazing, you know that?" Blaine said, feeling his voice crack a little.

"Yeah I know that," Kurt said, placing a chaste kiss on Blaine's lips and feeling the hazel eyed man smile a little.

"Now can I take a shower?" Kurt asked Blaine. He made a tentative expression before spoke again.

"Only if you put on some white pajamas!" The hazel eyed man wondered.

"And why I should put white pajamas?" Kurt asked as he got up.

"Because white matches you skin so well- it's sexy," Blaine said, stroking Kurt's back as the blue eyed man sat on the edge of the bed.

"What?" Kurt asked, blushing furiously, Blaine just called him sexy?

"And it also matches the red that is taking over your face…" The veteran teased, poking Kurt before the young teacher threw a pillow back at his face.

"Shut up!" Kurt said, turning even more red and walking to the bathroom.

"Yup, I definitely created a monster," the teacher murmured as Blaine's laughter filled the room.