Chapter 3

Blaine:

I hope Kurt is doing alright, I'm not sure how he's going to take it when he finds out he has to dress down for the night. It's not like he's high maintenance or anything, it's just he loves clothes and fashion.
I changed into some long shorts and t-shirt, a Dalton Academy t-shirt actually. I hope Kurt wears his sweatshirt, like I asked Mercedes to tell him. He'd better listen to her! I planned this night special for us. Well, impromptu planning. We were supposed to go out to dinner and then I was going to take him to our favorite coffee shop for dessert. Then I'd sing for him, under the stars as we walked back to my house, where we'd have wild sex.
After last night, I'd changed my mind.
Kurt and I didn't need to dress up, or go out in public to go on a date. This, snuggling him under the covers on my bed and watching "When Harry met Sally."
My parents aren't home, they're in Chicago for the weekend to look at potential houses. Conveniently my parents weren't home, like any cliché movie where the teenage characters want to have a party or spend the night with their girlfriends.
Except, I'm using the opportunity to spend the night with my boyfriend.
But this isn't a plot to do naughty things with Kurt at all. In fact, I'd be surprised if we did do anything. Honestly, after our fight yesterday, all I want to do is snuggle my Kurt into my arms and tell him how much I love him. I want to fall asleep with my body wrapped around his, hearing his heartbeat through his sweatshirt.
There was a knock at my door, and before I could stand up to answer it, Kurt strolled in.
"Hey, Blaine," he smiled. I didn't say anything, just scooped him up into my arms and held him close against my chest, breathing in his scent.
"I guess you're happy to see me?" he giggled a little as I unwrapped myself from him and nodded my head. He dropped his bag to the floor and shed his outer coat. Underneath, he was wearing his red sweater, and a pair of grey sweatpants.
"Kurt, you have no idea how much I love you," I said quietly.
"I think I do," Kurt drew me into his arms and kissed me tenderly.
"You're very romantic," I smiled softly, still enjoying Kurt's embrace.
"Why thank you," he laughed, a small, lovely laugh that I love so much. "but what are your intentions for the night. There better be a good reason I'm dressed like this, Blaine." he teased, sticking his tongue out at me. I reached up with my hand and pinched it between my fingers.
"Blayyn! Le me goh!" he whined. I chuckled and let go of his tongue, kissing his cheek.
"Just a night in. I was hoping we could watch a few movies and snuggle, it that's ok with you?"
"Ahh, so you wanted to seduce me, huh?" Kurt wiggled his hips a little and tried to kiss me again. Ok, I changed my mind. I'd be surprised if something didn't happen tonight. Kurt is obviously a little…aroused…
"Uhh…." I stumbled in my brain for the right words. "no, actually I was hoping to have a quiet evening in, just the two of us. After last night, we really need this…"
"Ah, so I'm dressed like this so I can snuggle my Blainey Boo, right?" he teased and took my hand. "Then, I guess that is a great reason to be dressed like this." Kurt dropped my hand and bounced onto my bed, in the processes, shedding his socks. He started to unzip his sweatshirt when rushed behind him and shoved it gently back onto his shoulders.
"No, leave it on, please?" I whined and slid all the way onto the bed and positioned myself behind Kurt, letting him sit between my legs. He turned around to face me.
Kurt bit his lip, suppressing a smile. "You really like this sweatshirt, don't you?"
"Yes," I said quietly and kissed the top of his head. We sat there staring at the dark TV screen for a while.

Kurt:

"Hey, Blaine? Are we going to, maybe turn the T.V. on?" I turned to look at my boyfriend, sitting behind me.
"Oh, oops," he laughed and reached for the remote. He flicked on the T.V. and the DVD player. There was a movie already inside, one of my favorites, 'When Harry Met Sally.'
"Ohh, you know me so well!" I clapped my hands and hugged Blaine. He smiled widely and hugged back. I grabbed the remote out of his hand and pushed play.
There is no way Blaine and I could ever break up. If we did, how would I live? He knows me better than anyone. And I would hope so, after 9 months together. I never thought I'd find someone as amazing as Blaine to share my time with.
Blaine moved closer against me, his legs wrapping around my thighs. Is he trying to seduce me? Was I too obvious when I came in? I was trying to suppress my urges, for the sake of a clean night together, I guess it didn't work so well…
His arms were suddenly encircled around my waist, coaxing my body backwards to lay on his chest. When he situated me in a comfortable position, he stopped moving. My body stiffened.
I feel like an idiot.
"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.
"Nothing, I just thought…"
"Oh, that? You thought that was?" Blaine laughed a little. "No, it wasn't. If I had different intentions, I would have done something like this," Blaine leaned down to kiss my neck, dragging his lips up to my ear. Suddenly, his warm breath was gone. I let out the breath I was holding in. Blaine chuckled. "Wow, ok, I won't do that again."
"Are you sure?" I smirked, leaning into him.
"No," he kissed my lips lightly. Now I don't think I can control my urges. Blaine seems to have that effect on me…
I leaned up to him and kissed him harder, my arms on either side of him, holding myself up.
"Whoa, Kurt, I didn't think you-" he got out before I cut him off with another kiss. I definitely can not hold it in anymore. Blaine moved his hand further up my side, above my stomach. I was still twisted in that awkward position, my head and chest facing him, and my butt still on his bed. I kept kissing him deeply, trying to get him to allow my tongue in, but he kept closing his mouth every time I tried. I sighed into his kiss, and gave up trying. Instead, I gently turned my body all the way around, so I was completely on top of him. Blaine pulled away from my lips and sighed.
"Kurt,"
"What?" I asked, wiping my mouth off with my hand. He didn't smile, just looked in to my eyes, with no emotion. Suddenly he pushed the back of my head so his lips crashed on to mine forcefully, finally letting our tongues collide. Blaine was using his other hand to lift my leg over his hip, so I was straddling him. He stopped kissing my lips, moving his down my neck instead. I nuzzled against his ear, letting him hear my deep breathing as he sucked my skin softly, placing kisses down to where my shirt began.
"Take them off, Kurt," he whispered while unzipping my sweater. I let him slide it off, and lifted the shirt underneath. When his lips collided with mine again, I noticed Blaine had taken his shirt off too. Cupping my hands around his head, I noticed that he had found my butt, and was kind of pushing me upward, so I rubbed against him. He was breathing pretty heavily. A shock of pleasure ran through my lower body.
"Blaine," I gasped out, not meaning to. Blaine smirked and pushed me backwards so I was laying on my back, my head towards the foot of his bed, and lay on top of me. He kissed me hard, while he fumbled his hands at my waistband and slid his hands inside.
Oh god, Blaine…
He was starting to tug my pants down when his phone started playing our duet from Regionals last year, 'Candles.'
Placing on last kiss on my lips, he reached for his phone, still straddling my hips. I propped myself up with my elbows while he answered his phone.

Blaine:

"Hello?" I answered the phone, trying to even out my breathing. I was still sitting on Kurt, so as long as he doesn't move, I'll be fine.
"Blaine?" my mom's voice came from the phone. Somehow I knew, without looking at the caller ID, that it would be my parents.
"Yeah, what do you need?"
"Let me speak to Kurt."
"Kurt? How do you know he's here?" I looked down at my boyfriend who was wearing a confused look. I leaned down and kissed his nose while I listened to my mom's response.
"Honey, we're out of town for the weekend, of course Kurt would be over there. Do you think we're stupid?"
"No, I….Here's Kurt," I held the phone out for him to grab.
When he looked at me in bewilderment, I mouthed, "they want to talk to you."
Kurt tentatively took the phone from my grasp and held it up to his ear.
"Hello," he breathed out. Then silence while he listened to my mom talk.
"Yeah, they said they'd call to talk about it," I slid off Kurt and buttoned up his pants. There goes my erection…
"Of course, he'd stay in a different room. My parents would never allow-" Kurt said reassuringly, until, it sounded like, my mother interrupted his sentence. I rubbed my hand lovingly over Kurt's legs for a few seconds before I climbed off my bed to put my shirt back on.
"No, I understand Mrs. Anderson. I promise we would take excellent care of Blaine, my parents already treat him like their third child," I picked up Kurt's and folded it on to my bed next to him.
"I'll tell them you'll call," Kurt smiled, even though she couldn't see him. "Alright, here's Blaine."
I took the phone from Kurt. "I'm going to call Kurt's parents tomorrow, as long as they say it's okay, my answer is yes," my mother said as soon as I said my greeting.
"Thank you, that is…that's great!" I exclaimed, squeezing Kurt's hand. He smiled, his eyes twinkling.
"Kurt's going home isn't he?" my mouth fell open. I can't let them know he's staying over, she'll tell Burt and Carole!
'Mercedes!" Kurt mouthed, slightly panicked.
"Yeah, he's staying with Mercedes tonight. He just came over for a while to talk about everything," I covered for my boyfriend. Thank god he had a plan already worked out. I hung up with my mother and turned back to Kurt, who was dressed again.
"Kurt, what did my mom say?" Kurt was staring at the TV. I forgot we still had the movie playing.
"Shhh, this is my favorite part!" I laughed and joined my boyfriend on the bed, laying down on the pillows next to where he was sitting. When the scene was over, he lay back on the pillow.
"She said you better have your own room," I held his hand in mine, playing with his fingers.
"If it keeps me with you, I'd sleep in the garage if I had to," I kissed Kurt's fingers lightly. "I love you so much, Kurt,"
"I love you too Blaine," he kissed my lips and reached over me for the remote. After turning off the TV, he flipped the switch on my bedside lamp so we were laying in darkness. As soon as he receded back into his spot, he turned on his side, facing away from me. I covered the both of us with the blankets and snuggled up next to Kurt's back.. He sighed contently, letting me wrap my arms around his stomach. I kissed his cheek one more time and let myself drift off to sleep.