The next morning Kurt woke up to find that he was wrong.  Blaine was tucked in next to him with his head resting on Kurt’s chest.  Kurt suddenly understood why Blaine left the last time they ended up in bed together.  Kurt wanted to leave too.  It seemed easier than actually talking about it.  Besides, what would they say?  As much as Kurt wanted to run and hide, he couldn’t help but admire how adorable and peaceful Blaine looked while he was sleeping.  He suppressed his desire to flee and decided to just enjoy the moment.  A few minutes later Blaine finally moved to look up at Kurt.  “Hey.”

Kurt responded with a similar, “Hello.”

Kurt wasn’t sure what else to say or do and he couldn’t figure out what Blaine was thinking.  Blaine’s words came easier after they had been drinking, but did he really mean them?

Blaine took a second to sit up and rub his eyes.  “Oh man, I didn’t think I drank that much.”

“You drank enough, apparently.”  Kurt sat up against the headboard of his bed.

Blaine got up and headed out the door.  “Yea... Ugh, I have to go to the bathroom.”

Kurt just sat in his bed wondering if he would have woken up by himself had Blaine woke up first.  What the fuck am I doing?  I know better.  I’m only setting myself up for heartbreak and disappointment.  He says he doesn’t want to pretend.  What bullshit.  Actions speak louder than words right?

After a few minutes, Blaine returned and went back to his side of the room without saying anything.  They sat in silence until finally Kurt couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Are you doing this again?  I know it's awkward.  It’s awkward for me even, but you could at least acknowledge the fact that we slept in the same bed!”

Blaine turned to face Kurt.  It was the first time that Kurt saw any emotion in his face.  He looked concerned and almost scared.

“I-- I don’t know what to say.  I meant what I said last night.  I promise.  I just--  Where do we go from here?”

“Blaine, I don’t know either!  I didn’t expect any of this to happen.  You keep talking like it’s all about you, but i’m included in this now.  You included me the night you kissed me!  You could at least care about my feelings.  You could acknowledge that I exist.  You could acknowledge that something happened between us.”  Kurt was surprised by the words that came out of his mouth.  He wasn’t going to hold back and let Blaine control everything.  He wasn’t going to be a toy that Blaine could play with only when it was convenient for him.  Kurt brought his hands up to run his fingers through his hair.  He was trying to keep himself together and not fall apart in front of his roommate.

Blaine took a second to process everything that happened and finally got up to sit facing Kurt.  He grabbed Kurt’s hands  and stared into his eyes even though Kurt was fighting eye contact.  “I’m sorry.  I’m being selfish.  I’m an asshole.  Shit.  Kurt--”  Blaine sighed, taking Kurt’s face in his hands as he reached up to kiss him.

Kurt felt his stomach do a flip.  This was their first sober kiss.  It was so sweet and soft.  Completely different from their drunken kisses, which are usually full of passion and kind of sloppy.

Blaine pulled back, smiling shyly at Kurt.  Is this flirting?  Kurt responded, “You’re right.  You are an asshole.”  With that Kurt pushed him back to lay him flat on the bed, crawling on top of him to straddle his hips.  Kurt wasn’t sure where this was all coming from.  He had never been so aggressive, but he knew in that moment that he wanted Blaine more than anything.

Kurt was laughing and Blaine was looking up at him, smiling as he ran his hands over Kurt’s chest.  Finally, Kurt grabbed his wandering hands and pushed them down, interlocking their fingers.  Kurt brought himself closer to Blaine, rubbing their hips together as he began to kiss him.  Kurt could feel Blaine getting hard through his sweatpants.  It surprised him at first, that he could do that to someone, but he enjoyed the feeling of control.

Kurt finally let go of Blaine’s hands and he quickly slid them under his shirt, putting them back against Kurt’s chest.  Blaine pulled back enough from their kiss to moan, “I want you to touch me.”  Kurt smiled against his lips.  “Are you sure?”

Blaine couldn’t find the energy for words so he just shook his head yes.  Kurt had never touched another guy before, but figured it wouldn’t be that much different from the times he had touched himself.  He moved his hands down and slid them underneath Blaine’s sweatpants, but not underneath the boxer briefs.  He still liked the idea of being in control and teasing Blaine until he couldn’t handle it anymore.  The moment Kurt’s hand made contact through the underwear, Blaine’s threw his head back and moaned, not thinking about the paper thin dorm walls.

Kurt enjoyed this.  Really enjoyed this.  He teased Blaine some more until finally sliding his hand under his underwear, making contact with his skin.  Blaine inched his hips up against Kurt’s hand when they heard a knock at the door.