“Yes,” Blaine said just as fast as he ran into the house. Kurt followed, not as fast, onto the house grabbing his and Blaine’s bags from where Blaine had dropped them.

“Please go get out of your wet close before you get sick.” Burt said as he pushed Blaine torus the stairs. The boys ran up the stairs Kurt slipping on the last step only to not fall back down the stairs because he grabbed the back of Blaine’s shirt. The pull on his shirt made Blaine turn around caching Kurt before he hit the ground.

“Thank you,” Kurt said as Blaine helped him back up.

“It’s my job. You know helping damsels in distress.” Blaine said as he followed Kurt into his room.

“So that would make you a princes.”

“Yes, yes it would.”

“Okay, here are some close I’m going to go tack a shower.” Kurt started to walk out of his room and to the bathroom, but Blaine pulled his back by pulling on his butt pocket.

“Can I come with you?”

“As much as I want to say yes, my dad is down stairs. So not the smarts thing to do.”

“Okay,” Blaine said as he walked over to Kurt’s bed looking like a kicked puppy. Fifteen minutes later Kurt came back from the bathroom, and Blaine was still pouting on his bed.

“You look like a toddler that just got his cookies taken away. And you still have your wet close on.”

“I was waiting for you to get out of the shower, I need to tack one to. Unless you want me to smell like wet dog. I didn’t think you’d like that smell to much, so…”

“Go take a shower I’ll be down stairs.” Blaine walked out of the room, but not before giving Kurt a kiss. Kurt walked down stairs ,only this time he didn’t fall, and found his dad in the living room. He walks over and sits next to him on the couch.

“How was your day,” Burt asked as he sat down.

“Good up until the storm in Glee.”

“How did that go?”

“Blaine isn’t one for storms, so us having to go to are storm safe rooms rely didn’t help him. So when we left school and I saw it was still storming I told him that he was not driving in this weather if he can’t even sit throw this weather.”

“It’s going to get like that again, the tornados and stuff, so he can just stay here for tonight. Plus I don’t want you guys driving in this weather, you, Finn, Blaine to.”

“Thank you dad.” The two fell into light conversation after that, until Blaine came down. He sat next to Kurt his damp curls falling into his face, in pair of Kurt’s pajama pants ,witch were a little long on him, and a t-shirt he had left over there.

“How was school today Blaine?” Burt asked after he had sat down.

“Good, like most school days. Got a A on my math test, I was surprised.”

“That’s because you studied for this one. Unlike all the other one that you didn’t and almost failed.”

“Only because you made me.”

“See I told you, you would do go on the test if you studied. And look you did, your welcome.”

“He didn’t thank you,” Burt cut into the boys conversation.

“No he is right he I do need thank him.” Blaine right before Burt’s phone rang. Burt stood up and walked out of the room to answer the phone, leaving Kurt and Blaine in the living room alone.

“So that thank you.”

“Thank you for forcing me to study when I could have been doing something or someone else.” Blaine said leaning in to kiss Kurt after he finished.

“Every true, but my dad is in the house, he could of hared you.”

“I see,” after that the boy fell into a conferrable silence, broken by Blaine. “Are you wearing a pair of my pajama pants. I know I left a par over here with this shirt.”

“So?”

“I thought I lost my Ninja Turtle pajama pants, I was so sad.”

“Over a pair of pants?”

“My favorites.”

“Do you want them back?” Kurt asked as he stood up and started to pull the pants down.”

“No, I like when you ware my close.” Blaine moved forward on the couch and over to where he was sitting in front to Kurt. “Which isn’t that often, because am a good 6 inches shorter then you.” Blaine said as he pulled Kurt onto his is lap, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s waist and drops his head onto his shoulder.

“What are you doing?”

“Sleeping,” Blaine mumbles into Kurt’s neck.

“I have to go pick up Carol her car broke down!” Burt yelled as he walked out of the door. Blaine sat up as soon as he heard the roaring winds coming from the open door.

“It’s okay,” Kurt said as he wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck pulling his back down to lay on this shoulder. A loud crack of lighting hit and Blaine borrowed farther into the crook of Kurt’s neck. Kurt laid back on the couch pulling Blaine down with him. He rubbed small circles into the small of his back, as he hummed in his ear to drowned out the sound of the storm that was starting. Blaine lifted his head off of Kurt’s shoulder to kiss him, just as he pulled away the lights went out. This cussed Blaine to drop his head back down.

“I’ll go see if there is a flashlight or some candles in the kitchen.” Kurt said as he got up off the couch, only to be stopped by Blaine grabbing his hand.

“Don’t leave me here,” Blaine said which was most likely accompanied by some puppy dog eyes. But Kurt couldn’t see because he couldn’t even see two inches in front of his face in the dark house.

“Then come with me,” Kurt pulled Blaine up by hand that was in Blaine’s death grip. Kurt started to wake to the kitchen Blaine walking right behind him, like right behind him. Arms wrapped around Kurt’s waist in a vice like grip, chin hooked on his shoulder, walking in time with Kurt. They walked into the kitchen and found a flashlight. Kurt turned it on and shined the light in Blaine’s face. “Would you like to let me go?”

“No!” Blaine said as he shoved his head in to the crook in Kurt’s neck, to drowned out the light. Kurt turns around in Blaine’s arms and starts walking back into the living room push Blaine back with one hand and holding out the flashlight with the other. They get to the couch and Blaine has yet to release Kurt so he just pushes him down. Blaine looked up at him, Kurt just sat down next to him.

“What was that for?”

“You weren’t going to let go,” Kurt said as he moved to were his back was up against the arm of the couch. “Come here,” He said opening his arms up to Blaine. Blaine crawled into his arms, his head coming to rest on Kurt’s chest and arms rapped around Kurt’s waist. Blaine fell asleep like this, after he did Kurt turned off the flashlight and followed Blaine into sleep.