The first thing Kurt became aware of was how cold his nose was. The rest of his body was toasty warm. Especially his back which had something firm and kind of comforting pushed up close to him. Sighed and pushed his back against that warmth. He was slightly surprised to find something.. an arm, definitely an arm tightened around his stomach.

Suddenly he was fully awake and he knew exactly where he was; stuck in the middle of a bleeding frozen lake. The only good part… that warm arm around him belonged to Blaine. He was sleeping wrapped in his boyfriends embrace. Though he had no idea how he got there he couldn't bring himself round to caring. Unfortunately he knew something else. The reason he had awoken was a painfully full bladder. He groaned then chastised himself for the noise as he felt Blaine stir next to him. He knew he was going to have to get up eventually and he also knew that when he got up it would mean a trek across a frozen lake in the dark trying to find the toilets.

He turned around slowly in Blaine's arms feeling extremely conscious of his elbows and knees and making sure he didn't knock anything important. He glanced at Blaine's sleeping face the soft light seeming to make his face glow in just the way it had when they had first made love. It had been in candle light and it had been perfect and slow and romantic and everything Kurt had ever wanted. He felt extremely guilty that he had to wake him now just to accompany him to the toilet as if he were a toddler but he had promised his Dad and the last thing he wanted was to fall and break an ankle and die of hypothermia on a ridiculous fishing trip.

"Blaine, Blaine sweetie." He ran a finger down the slightly rough cheek. Blaine stirred slightly. Kurt sighed, Blaine was so cute he just didn't want to wake him.

"Blaine." He said again kissing him lightly on his lips and tasting the traces of whisky.

Blaine gave a little groan and then those perfect amber eyes opened sleepily.

"Kurt!"

Kurt jumped at the unexpected and harsh sound of his Dad's voice. It had not been the one he had been expecting to speak.

"Oh sorry Dad I didn't mean to wake you."

"What's happening?" Blaine said raising his hand to his face.

"That's what I want to know?"Burt cut in.

"I was just going to the bathroom, you told me that I had to go with somebody so I didn't break a leg or something."

"Go with your brother."

Kurt had half turned as he had spoke but now he turned fully and pushed himself up on his elbows. He looked over to the bunk bed where his Dad was sat up staring at him. Above him Finn was lied there small trail of drool dribbling down his chin. Kurt scrunched up his face slightly. Finn was just such a ….boy sometimes.

"He's asleep."

"So was Blaine a minute ago."

"What?" Blaine asked again throwing himself onto his back and covering his face with his arm.

"Nothing. Just go back to sleep." Kurt said gently. He got up feeling a cold blast of air hitting his body as he opened up the blankets. He put his feet on the cold ice and pushed himself up feeling the weight of his multiple layers dragging on his tired body. He walked over to the other bunk bed giving his father a grumpy look and then reached up and poked Finn in the arm.

"Finn, Oi, Finn."

Finn sat bolt upright straight away and banged his head on the roof of the hut.

"Ow." He said pressing his hand against his head.

"What's happening, is the hut sinking?"

"Why would the hut be sinking?" Kurt asked.

"Well, are on top of a lake aren't we?"

"Yes, but it's minus seven out there."

"Oh cool." Finn said shrugging already wide awake. " Is it morning?"

"Does it look like it's morning?"

"Not really but I've never been up in the mountains before, maybe the suns hiding behind one of them."

"I need the toilet."

"Oh, right." Finn said sounding confused.

"And it's dark outside and I have to cross a frozen lake so you have to come with me."

"Oh, okay then." Finn said dropping his legs off the bed and dropping down to the floor with a loud thud.

Kurt rolled his eyes at the always ready childishness and then grabbed the chunky coat his dad had made him borrow. It may not be figure hugging and well tailored as he like but it was warm and Blaine was already snoring slightly (in an adorable way) so he couldn't see him. Finn also through on a coat and they both kneeled down to tie their spiked boots.

"Ready?" Finn asked.

Kurt tied a scarf around his neck and gave a small muted nod.

Finn opened the door of the hut and revealed a black expanse darker than anything Kurt had ever seen. He felt a shiver of fear as he looked out. His eyes immediately sought out two small dots of light, the toilet block. As they started to walk in silence the ice feeling firm and slightly crunchy beneath Kurt's feet he focused on those lights. He kept telling himself that if he just kept walking everything will be okay. It seemed like a life time before the ground below his feet became bumpy rather than smooth, they had reached the frozen ground and the lights were now big and bright right in front of them.

The toilet block was thankfully well heated. Kurt took care of his bladder and feeling a lot more comfortable stopped to look at himself in the mirror. He looked awful. He had missed his skin routine tonight and it was suffering. He could see his skin was already drying out. In the light of the morning he would have to do some intensive damage control. He just hoped Blaine would still be sleeping it off when he got up in the morning looking as dreadful as he knew he would. Finn came out of the stall and washed his hands then pulled his gloves back on. He glanced at Kurt.

"You look great."

Kurt smiled wistfully.

"Well thank you Finn. It's nice to see that Rachel has finally got you well trained."

"Yeah, I put my foot in my mouth a lot less when she's around. I just think about what I want to say and say the opposite."

"So what you're really saying is that I look awful."

"No. You look like Kurt."

Kurt sighed.

"Shall we go, my head hurts and I want to get back to bed."

Finn nodded. They left the warm safety of the toilet block. Kurt realized that getting to the block would be a lot harder than getting their. There were no bright lights on the ice just several soft glowing points. There were six huts on the lake; three of them had soft lamp light escaping through tiny gaps in the wood.

"It's the middle one." Finn said.

"How do you know?"

"We walked due east to get here."

"How is it you don't know what the civil war is but you know what direction we were walking in?"

"Just do I guess."

"You'd make a brilliant park warden."

"Thanks, I think."

Kurt's foot hit a stone an inch before they reached the ice and he stumbled. He threw his arms out in front of him. He hit the ground, pain spread up through his hands to his arms and his shoulders. He also hit his knees and knew there would be bruise by the morning.

" Danm it." Kurt muttered.

"Hey, are you alright?"

He felt strong hands clasp him roughly below the arms and he was pulled upwards his feet scrabbling across the floor until they firmly found purchase again.

"Great, I get to break my neck all because Dad wants to do male bonding."

"I think it's pretty cool" Finn said starting to walk, he kept a firm hold on Kurt's elbow as he did so. "I mean the bonding, not the you breaking your neck. I mean me and you, we see each other at school and at meal times but we don't like hang together properly. And It's kinda nice to see Blaine outside of Glee club, I mean, he kinda annoys the hell out of me when he's doing his dapper Katy Perry singing gentleman thing. But when he relaxes his kinda okay."

"Just so you know your annoying girlfriend is okay sometimes to. Like, when she's not talking, or singing."

"I know you like Rachel. " Finn said glancing across at him.

"Yeah." Kurt admitted. " She still annoys me though."

"And you're going away to college so I guess your Dad just wants a few more nice memories with you before you go away."

Kurt sighed, he knew he was going to miss his father when he left for college but he hadn't considered his father would miss him. He told himself that his dad had Carole and Finn now to look out for him but he knew better, he knew his Dad loved him, really loved him.

"You're right Finn. I'll try being a bit more cheerful for him."

There were a few moments of silence as Kurt concentrated on the ground below him and the pain in his knees.

"Hey, are you really not a virgin?" Finn said suddenly.

"What?" Kurt said shocked at the suddenness of the questions. He and Finn had never talked about their relationships and Kurt had no idea how Finn would know he wasn't a virgin. He felt a sinking feeling in his stomach, some knowledge was dancing just past his grasp.

"You called Blaine your lover and your dad asked if you two were safe and Blaine said yes and I kinda thought that meant you two were having sex."

"Oh God I did didn't I?" Kurt said, no longer feeling the pain that was the only thing in his mind a few seconds previously.

"So how does that work?"

"How does what work?"

"When the two of you…you know? Do you just touch and stuff? And how do you know when you're not a virgin anymore?"

"I… I think you're not a virgin when you feel like you've had sex. I don't know what other gay guys count but for me it was when we first made love." Talking to Finn about this was not nearly as embarrassing as Kurt had thought it would be.

"Yeah, but how did you do that? I mean.,.'

Kurt thought for a moment, he did not want to reveal his intimate moments with Blaine, he felt that some how that would make them less special. But his brother was trying to have a personal conversation with him and that didn't happen very often even though Kurt tried to initiate them. Perhaps this male bonding thing really worked.

"He, we kissed, we touched ,we undressed each other and he..he entered me and we made love."

"Entered.. wait..what…wait..you..oh.. does that hurt?"

Kurt listened to Finn spluttering slightly and coming to realization of what sex meant for two guys. He didn't feel insulted by the question, Finn was learning something that as the brother of a gay guy he probably should know.

"A little, at first."

"Are you always the girl?"

"I'm never the girl Finn. I'm a guy." Kurt said now slight annoyed.

"I meant.,."

"Blaine's tried being on bottom but he prefers topping. I'm kinda okay with both."

Finn nodded slowly. Kurt watched him closely trying to see if that little bit of homophobia Finn had shown when their parent had first started dating was still there. It wasn't.

"It's kinda cool isn't it?"Finn finally said.

"What is?"

"Being able to be that close to the person you care about."

Kurt thought about all the times he had been bullied for who he was. All the time's he had been called names and told that being gay was unnatural. He thought about how much it had hurt and how when he met Blaine all that hurt had gone away. When they had made love and it had been wonderful it had been the final confirmation that everything those bullies had said was wrong. That he was loved and had the right be loved for exactly who he was.

"Yeah, it's really cool."

Kurt noticed that there was a shadow in front of them. Just a patch that was slightly darker than the rest of the great expanse. And there was a square rim of light in the middle of that shadow, a door.

"Is that our hut?"

"Yep."

Kurt brushed Finn's hand from his elbow and rushed forwards to open the door. It was definitely there hut, it looked exactly the same as it had when he left it what felt like an hour ago but had probably only been fifteen minutes at the most. He sighed and held the door open for Finn to walk in.

"Thank you." He whispered.

"No probs." Finn answered.

Blaine was asleep. His hair had come free of it's gel and was dangling over his eyes. Kurt pulled off the thick coat and his shoes eager to get back into bed and cuddle up to that gorgeous warm body. Feel Blaine's heartbeat against his chest and remember how Blaine had once whispered to him that it's beat was just for him. His heart belonged to him. Without him his chest would just be empty.

Finn had climbed back into bed, Kurt knew in seconds he would be asleep again. Just as Kurt reached for the blanket so he could climb back into his bed his Dad whispered loudly again. Kurt inwardly cursed he thought he had been asleep.

"In your own bed."

"But it is my own bed, I was meant to take the bottom."

"Kurt."

Kurt sighed dramatically and stepped onto the ledge of the bunk so he could pull himself up. The whole bunk shock as he fell into the mattress, he was definitely too old for bunk beds. He turned to see Finn smiling across at him. He rolled his eyes at him and Finn raised an eyebrow in consolidation.

"Goodnight Bro."

"Night Finn."

Kurt wrapped the blankets around him and pulled them up to his nose. It seemed to take a long time before the bed felt warm. He had just stopped shivering when he heard a familiar moan (one that went straight to his groin) come from the bunk below.

"Mmm.. Kurt."

Kurt heard Finn sniffle a laugh and although he should be mortified at the idea of his boyfriend having a sexy dream about him and moaning his name whilst his father was a few feet away but Kurt found himself giggling slightly too.

" Kurt for gods sake we are still awake." Burt shouted angrily.

"I'm in my own bed Dad."

Kurt argued before finally losing control and laughing out loud.

"Just go to sleep." Burt groaned.