Kurt's eyes slowly opened to the feeling of fingertips tracing over his skin, making him shiver and feel tiny goosebumps rise all over his body. From what he could tell, he wasn't in his room. The ceiling was different, the smell was too, and it felt so warm and safe there, unlike his cold and empty loft. His heavy head lulled to the side and he caught sight of a man beside him, curls seemingly melting down his forehead like ice, a dreamy look on his face as he watched Kurt's skin, not registering the movement he made.

"That feels nice..." Kurt managed, eyes tumbling shut again as the gentle sensations gained a tiny bit more pressure under the man's hand, a soft hum coming from his lips.

"Good. It's supposed to." the man whispered so softly it was almost as if he hadn't said anything at all.

Kurt felt the little swipes along his skin move up and trace along his arm and tiny chuckles slipped from his lips as puffs of his hot breath. "Tickles." he mumbled, rolling over a bit and onto his side so he could better see the man beside him when his eyes fell open again.

"I'll keep that in mind." he whispered, reaching down to tug the cool and thin sheets up and over Kurt's pale shoulders, covering him up from the gentle little breeze the air conditioner let out across the room. "Did you sleep okay?" he asked.

Kurt was a bit surprised by the question considering the fact he could hear the honest caring in the voice of someone he couldn't remember, and he nodded slowly. "Like a baby." His words became muffled as the inviting heat radiating off the other's skin became so tempting he had to lean over and nuzzle into his smooth skin, hiding his face and earning a chuckle that radiated throughout his body.

"You're certainly a cuddly fellow, huh? Not that I'm complaining." he mumbled, leaning over to kiss Kurt's head gently and nuzzle against his skin.

Kurt's breath came out as a happy little sigh and he pressed himself closer towards the warmth feeling their skin almost mix together. He was lying in a bed he'd never known, in the arms of a stranger, naked. His eyes grew impossibly wide and his entire body went as rigid as a plank, not going unnoticed by the man that cradled him.

"Are you alri-" He was quickly by Kurt who shot up like a bullet, sending their heads crashing together and both men whining and groaning in pain as they held their heads. "What the he-" Once again, he was cut off as Kurt scrambled to get his naked body as far away from this strangers as he possibly could, letting out a yelp and crashing down onto the hardwood floors below him. In an instant, the man was on his feet and hurrying over, causing Kurt to just scramble more in his complete state of shock, tugging a pillow down and covering himself as much as he could.

"Woah, woah, it's alright, calm down.." the man whispered, clearly attempting to be soothing, but Kurt was just blushing furiously and forcing himself to look down as there was a freaking naked guy standing right there with all his... business hanging out in Kurt's face. He grabbed another pillow that had slipped down with him and shoved it towards the man's crotch, clearly adding a bit too much force by the way he just made the man wince and cringe, holding the pillow there himself.

"Wow, great aim.." he managed, his voice a tiny squeak as he practically gasped for air.

"Who the hell are you?" Kurt asked quickly, eyes practically saucers as his flustered self scrambled more against the cold floors because, ow, his ass hurt, and aw shit, that wasn't a good sign...

"I'm Blaine.. Blaine Anderson." the man said, crouching down and keeping himself covered, for Kurt's sake if nothing else.

Kurt's eyes finally looked back towards the man, taking him in and noticing how sincere and genuinely caring he seemed, remembering his voice from just moments before the freak out of the century started. He took a deep breath and gulped. "Well who the hell is Blaine Anderson?"