"I think it's time to make new memories, huh boys?" Burt said from behind as Blaine and Kurt were tidying up the mess they left after seeing those photos. "It's picture time!" Carole sang from the kitchen.

"Is it really? I'm wearing my puffy-red eyes, dad. Why don't we—"

"I for one think it's a great idea! Come on Kurt, it's going to be fun" Blaine said, cutting in Kurt's complaints.

"Are you going to side with my dad on everything?" Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, without being noticed.

Blaine chuckled and took Kurt's hand in his. "Come on pretty boy, I want to have a photo with you before you become famous, before you start taking people out of your life and... just to sell it on E-Bay when your fame reaches unthinkable heights. I'm gonna be rich!"

"Really, Blaine? Really?"

"Enough with the hysteria, camera's ready. Put on your best faces, sweethearts!" Carole said, aligning the tripod. She was keen on photography so she had every little gadget needed for a good shoot.
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The last photo was taken and Kurt felt, strangely, happy. Unlike his boyfriend, he wasn't a very photogenic person, or he thought so. He glanced at his pocket-watch and came to the realization that it was about midnight. Blaine headed to Kurt's room so as to download the photos on the latter's computer, while Burt and Carole were preparing for bed.

Just as Kurt was descending the stairs a hand tugged his arm forward. "Is he staying over the night?" Burt asked.

"I-I don't know. I'll ask him and get back to you in a minute, okay?" Kurt answered as his dad let go of his arm.

"Oh and Kurt! Don't you even think of sleeping in the same bed, less in the same room. Are we clear?"

Kurt snorted and went down the few steps left, finding Blaine stretched on his bed, his laptop on the curly-haired boy legs. "So it's midnight..." Kurt said praying that Blaine would finish the sentence himself. As Blaine kept shut, Kurt had to ask. "Do you want to stay over tonight?" Blaine raised his head and looked straight at Kurt, startled at this question. "If you don't feel comfortable, just know that we won't be sleeping in the same bed, less the same room" Kurt said remembering his father's words. "But if you don't want to stay- I mean I want you to stay-mpgh" Kurt's rambling was suddenly stopped because of Blaine's mouth on his.

"Should I take that as a yes?" Kurt said when their mouths parted for air.

"You should take that as a yes, as an I love you and as a reminder of what you mean to me"

"Wow, I probably should want more of those!" the boys laughed, but suddenly Blaine stopped. He had turned his head to the laptop and he's eyes were beginning to redden. "What's wrong, baby?" Kurt said, moving his boyfriend's legs so as to have some space to sit down.

He looked at the screen and his heart stopped for a beat.

Love. Love. True love. Those were the only words that formed up in Blaine's head. The photo showed the two of them looking straight at their eyes. No hesitation, no fear, just love. A single tear fell from his eyes as he looked at the boy beside him.

'I've never loved anyone as much as I love you, Kurt. And that scares the shit out of me. But seeing this, seeing us like this, I believe that everything's possible. Thank you Kurt. Not only for today, but for every day we spent together since we first met as kids. When I saw you at those stairs in Dalton a huge mix of feelings came crawling up my mind and heart, but the first thing I thought was 'Oh man, that's one very beautiful human being'. God, sorry for being so cheesy"

Blaine could see Kurt was out of words, so he just leaned forward, catching his boyfriend's lips. The kiss started love full and kind, but it suddenly turned into moans and groans coming from both boys mouths. "This is going too far" Blaine thought, but apparently his body had other ideas. So did Kurt's.

He felt a hand tugging his hair, but he never broke the kiss. Kurt was strong but so was Blaine. Tongues were searching for more space, as their bodies wanted to be as close as possible. They were fully clothed, but the heat coming from their obvious friction was driving Blaine crazy. Suddenly he felt a cold hand on his stomach, caressing his muscles. That hand started going upwards where it found chest hair. Blaine moaned and cupped Kurt's ass slightly, as the taller boy jumped a little but kept his tongue dancing into Blaine's mouth.

"KURT! I'm waiting!" Burt's voice sounded from upstairs. Kurt broke the kiss too fast, for Blaine's dislike.

"Oh my god, my dad! Fuck the doors' open!"

"Please stop cursing Kurt; I won't be able to hold myself!" Blaine said laughing but not loosing his tight grip on Kurt's waist. He could feel Kurt growing beneath him. That was a side of Kurt he hadn't met. He liked it. Too much.

"I'm going, dad! We were just watching the photos!"

"That's what you kids call it these days?" Burt said almost laughing but serious at the same time.

Blaine rose from the bed and took Kurt's hand on his. "We'll continue this later" he said with a wink and the most seductive voice he could manage to make.
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Morning came in the Hummel-Hudson household. Kurt woke up to find Finn spread-eagled in his bed, still wearing the clothes he wore before driving over to Rachel's. Rachel. He felt anxiety, hurt, nostalgia and anger as he thought of his (ex?) best friend.

He started his Saturday moisturizing routine, which was more rigorous because his skin needed to rest. These days with Blaine had been so amazing, he smiled wide remembering last night before going to —"BLAINE!" his head screamed. He washed up and went upstairs, to find Burt exiting the door.

"Oh hey son! I was going to the garage and to run some errands. It seems like you had a great sleep. What's with all the smiling?"

"Good morning Dad! Nothing, I'm just happy it's Saturday and I'm here with all of you" he jogged towards Burt and pulled him in for a hug. "Thanks for letting Blaine stay, now talking about him I have to go wake him up!" Kurt left humming 'Mr. Cellophane' as he made his way into the guest bedroom.

He opened the door, trying not to make a single noise and he peered to see that Blaine was still asleep. He held his breath as he saw how the sunlight was beaming into his boyfriend's soft skin.

He entered the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. He sweetly nudged Blaine's feet. He didn't move.

Kurt then thought that the best way to wake up Blaine was with a kiss. He rarely started any physical contact with Blaine, not because he didn't want it, cause god he did, but because he felt inexperienced. He didn't know how to deal with these things. Their very first fight had been about taking things a little further and that little time apart had shown him that he needed to let things flow. So he did. He felt he needed to kiss him.

He leaned over and gently ran a lock of curly hair from his forehead. He leaned even closer and pecked those plump-pink lips he had learnt to love.

"Good.." kiss "...morning..." kiss "...sleepyhead" kiss. Blaine kissed him back without opening his eyes.

"Can I wake up like this every day for the rest of my life?" Kurt blushed but laughed and kissed him again. Their foreheads met when the kiss ended. Blaine opened his eyes and looked straight at Kurt.

"Hey you" he said.

"Would you like to have breakfast with me?" Kurt asked. Blaine didn't even answer as he rose to his feet and took Kurt's hand. "I'll take that as a 'I'm-starving-don't-mention-food-again-yes'. But, first, bathroom Mister. I'll be in the kitchen, get yourself ready and meet me there" he pecked his lips again and left the room. He checked himself in the hallway mirror and smiled widely as he recognized the happiness flowing through his body.

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Breakfast went smoothly; both boys drank several cups of coffee. Kurt ate fruit while Blaine stuffed himself with the pancakes Kurt had prepared.

"I think you eat even more than Finn does, and that's like too much" he said laughing.

"I'm a growing tree, baby! Besides, this pancakes… for Christ's Sake! They are amazing. I'm accustomed to those vegan things Rachel eats—oh shit! I didn't tell my parents I was staying here, they must be freaking out!"

"Sh sh, I already spoke to Leroy. They want you for lunch though; they said they had something special for you. So when you finish breakfast, if you want of course, you can take a shower and head home"

"Oh yeah, today's the one year anniversary of our new house. I don't even know why we celebrate our moving in but yeah, there are balloons and candles and stuff"

"I bet your sister's decorating the whole house and putting photos around and singing songs about houses and birthdays"

"Do you miss her?" Blaine asked, eating his last pancake.

"I'd be lying if I told you no, but I'm angry too. She's been so unfair towards us. Towards me. She's been dating Finn since I don't know when, but I don't get to be with her brother?"

"You have to understand Rachel, Kurt. She feels everything too much, maybe now that you haven't been talking much she's calmed down. Why don't you come with me today at this anniversary thing and you can talk to her?"

"Not a chance. We both know Rachel. She won't make the first move!"

"Will you? Please, for me"

"It's important for you, right?"

"Yes, really important. You are my boyfriend, she is my twin-sister. You were best friends. If she doesn't understand with words, we will have to show her that what we've got is gold, and nothing can tear us apart"

"But she will say that we've been dating only for a month, hell she will even say it's not a month yet. I don't know Blaine"

"What are you so afraid of?" Blaine said, taking Kurt's hands on his.

"Loosing you" Kurt replied, his eyes filling with tears.

"You won't lose me. I'll be here for you, as long as you take me. I love you Kurt, I really really REALLY do" He dried Kurt's tears with his hands. "Come on! Cheer up, you are coming to my house's birthday. Isn't this exciting?" Blaine said sarcastically.

"OH MY! What should I wear?" Kurt said jokingly. Everything was back to normal, or so it seemed.