Kurt hears the soft knock at his door and his stomach somersaults.

He doesn't even try to smooth the grin out of his features, although a voice inside reminds sternly, that it is only five days, five days in which he hasn't seen Blaine.

"Oh, just come on in already..." There's laughter and a high pitched stumble in his shout, while he checks his reflection with one last fleeting glance in the mirror, then gets up to greet his boyfriend.

Blaine pushes the door to Kurt's room open with an elbow, and can barely take one step inside, setting the things he brought down at his sides, before Kurt's arms wrap around his neck.

"Hey, there..." Blaine's lips move and mumble warm against the crook of Kurt's shoulder, and his hands settle around Kurt's waist immediately.

Kurt giggles, when he doesn't even know exactly why, and wiggles out of the embrace, taking Blaine's hands to pull him inside. He kicks the door shut, and resumes their position a little farther in the room, sinking into the hug even more completely with a contented sigh.

When he opens his eyes, Kurt's look drops onto the things Blaine has dropped to the ground. His neat leather bag, and the boombox. Oh.

Kurt draws back a bit, to say something about it, but Blaine's lips capture his in a kiss, before he can get a word out.

Oh, well. Kurt doesn't mind so much being interrupted in that particular way. Blaine hums then speaks into Kurt's mouth:

"Mm, I missed you." Something inside Kurt hitches and he leans back and chuckles deeply in his throat:

"Blaine, it's only been five days, we are not that desperate, are we..."

Blaine makes a light reluctant sound in answer, that Kurt can feel throughout his entire body. His boyfriend shrugs. Then his voice settles in a low grumble:

"Still. I missed you." Kurt is pulled close again and he feels Blaine stifle a grin against his shoulder. Oh, Blaine knows exactly what it does to him if he says such things, even despite Kurt's attempts at brushing it off.

Kurt takes a moment longer to breathe in his boyfriend's scent. Because yeah, he missed it, missed Blaine all the more, as soon as it faded out of his pillows far too quickly after he had left last time. He presses a light peck to the side of his boyfriend's neck.

Then he loosens the circle of his arms to indicate his chin at the boombox behind Blaine:

"So, it's that time again?" Blaine barely turns at his waist to check and mirrors the grin on Kurt's face, biting his lip in anticipation:

"Yes, it is." His head tilts slightly to the side: "Actually, your last song to me kind of prompted this one."

Kurt makes his eyes wide in mock dread: "Oh my god, is it about hair, or facial hair?" He almost bites his tongue then, though, because... what if it actually is? Anything's possible, and Kurt thinks his lashes are quite pretty and serenade-worthy, after all...

But Blaine just laughs and hugs him tighter against his body once more.

"No." He brushes a finger along Kurt's hairline, following the movement with his eyes: "Although your hair does deserve all the compliments I could ever make, but no, this song is not about that." He meets Kurt's eyes again: "It's more the song choice, than the subject, actually, that relates to last time..." Kurt narrows his eyes at Blaine to show his curiosity, and Blaine just chuckles in answer and places another soft kiss on Kurt's lips:

"Anyway, I'll need you to sing with me."

Kurt's eyebrows shoot up.

"A duet? B-but I... I don't..." Blaine lets go of Kurt to fetch his bag and the boombox. His tone aims for reassuring, despite the sly grin: "Don't worry, you'll know the song..."

Blaine rummages in his bag, then produces a folded sheet of paper. The lyrics? Kurt's hands reach out eagerly for it, but Blaine just shakes his head, smiling with promise in a gesture of 'not yet', and puts the page in the back pocket of his jeans.

Kurt's shoulders slump.

He watches Blaine hoist the boombox up on Kurt's shelf and look to Kurt as if to check if he's ready. Kurt feels flustered all of a sudden: "What? Wait. Right now?"

"Why not?" Blaine laughs and throws Kurt a playfully smoldering look. "That means more time afterwards to... discuss my lyrical, vocal and acting approach with this... in detail..."

Oh. Sure. Kurt can't help but grin at that: "Of course, like always."

But it obviously doesn't sound completely convinced, because Blaine teases on: "What, Kurt, I thought you love our flirty duets?"

Kurt squints at his boyfriend with a half-pout: "Blaine, usually I know the lyrics..."

"Trust me." Blaine winks, actually winks at Kurt.

He holds his hand out invitingly: "Do you trust me?"

Kurt blinks at the gesture, a bit startled.

What kind of a question is that? And then, with Blaine's record of choosing duets for them...? Sure, Candles was emotional alright, but still... Kurt shifts on his feet, but doesn't say any of it out loud.

He only nods at Blaine, who grins somewhat knowingly, and then Kurt puts his hand in his boyfriend's outstretched one. Blaine smiles and with his free hand reaches behind for the boombox to start the song.

His thumb never stops stroking over the back of Kurt's hand.

The music begins to play. Oh. Kurt clasps back onto Blaine's fingers in surprise.

Oh, my. It's Aladdin. A whole new world.

Blaine's grin widens and he bends to press a short kiss to Kurt's hand before letting go of it. Now Kurt understands the gesture earlier... Do you trust me...

Blaine's Aladdin! The perfect Aladdin, Kurt did say it himself. That must mean... He will be the Jasmine to his Aladdin.

Something inside of Kurt jumps up and down excitedly. Oh, well, yes, maybe he bounces a bit on the outside and the balls of his feet, too.

Blaine smiles and wiggles his eyebrows even slightly more than usual, and begins the first verse:

"Well, some people might say,

I don't know how to pick duets..."

Kurt's expression immediately goes for poker face by instinct, as Blaine points at himself with a disbelieving shake of the head.

Blaine grins, then shrugs with a bashful pout:

"Well, romantic ones, it's true, that's

something I get occasionally wrong..."

Kurt blushes, feeling somewhat caught.

But then he really can't hold back all of the ripples of laughter that run through him at Blaine's contrite expression, so generously acted out.

Blaine continues, seemingly unfazed, raising his hands in theatrical defence:

"I have to say, yes, okay...

When you force that interpretation,

enter the lyrics into the equation...

Then 'Candles' sounds like a break up song..."

Blaine raises his index finger at Kurt, who's palming his flushed face:

"But now I see:

With Disney I cannot go wrong...

To make up for my mistakes,

this is what it takes..."

Kurt has brought up both his hands over his face by now, watching Blaine through his fingers, cheeks surely deep red from all the fits of laughter he tries to suppress. All along his enthusiastic belting out notes, Blaine grins and then pulls one of Kurt's hands off his face.

He pushes the paper into it, pointing to a paragraph were only Kurt's/Jasmine's part is written down in Blaine's neat scrawl.

Then he beckons to Kurt with impossibly sparkling eyes, just in time:

"Now I need you to join me..."

And Kurt doesn't know where the sudden resolution comes from, but his adrenaline seems to kick in and he starts right on cue:

"Blaine, I agree...

This is the perfect choice of song..."

Okay, composure is different, as Kurt can't but snicker at the lyrics, but he tries to cover it up with a dramatically overdone swooning tone, that Blaine has obviously intended for this, according to the lyrics.

Oh. And the stage instructions in brackets. (K is looking at B with the force of undying Disney puppy love). Kurt stumbles through the next lines:

"Of this duet I have dreamed...

Yes, you're redeemed...

I have waited for this for so long..."

Blaine echoes Kurt's last line with verve:

"You have waited for this for too long..."

A wave of his hand urges Kurt to continue. Kurt blinks away the tears of laughter to clear his vision, and reads, tries, sings on:

"Now, how could anyone say,

you wouldn't know how to do it?

True, there's been times when you blew it...

But with this I do gain faith...

You're good at last..."

Blaine cuts in with Aladdin's part:

"Yes, I believe, now I did it..."

Kurt grins and goes on:

"You can do romance after all..."

He swats at Blaine, who leans onto his shoulder, batting his lashes up at Kurt:

" I knew I had it in me..."

Kurt puts his finger onto the paper shaking with his restrained giggles, to not lose his line, and sings:

"Let's act it out in song, that we belong...

With this we'll fill any concert hall..."

Blaine steps up at his side and takes the lead part again, pointing at the lines Kurt is supposed to fill in, when it's time to, their fingers brushing on the page:

"We're good at last...

(K: Yes you finally hit it...)

This song it is the perfect choice...

(K: Now they will have to agree...)"

Then both voices unite and Blaine's shoulder is nudging Kurt's again. Kurt can feel how his boyfriend's muscles are vibrating, Blaine barely holding himself together as well:

"Now let's just belt it out, sing it aloud,

shout it out now at the top of voice..."

Blaine searches Kurt's eyes for the final lines, laying a hand on his shoulder, the other pretending to hold an imaginary microphone into which he sings, voice velvety. Kurt lifts the sheet of paper up higher, to be able to glance into Blaine's eyes in between, although that does not much to help him keep is features smooth.

For the last paragraph Blaine has scribbled both their parts down, Kurt's part highlighted and underlined with a small row of tiny hearts. The sight's almost Kurt's undoing.

Blaine coos:

"The perfect duet...

(K: Oh yes, let's do it...)

Here's the recipe...

(K: What's the recipe?)

You can't go wrong...

(K: Just pick a Disney song...)

And then both join voices again for the final line:

"And add: You and me..."

The strings complete the melody, and Kurt feels the impulse to end with a half-mocking 'awww'. But before he can, the overwhelming mix of his emotions leaves him standing transfixed for an instant while the last notes finish. The sheet of paper sinks down to his side together with his hand.

A moment ago, he was sure he would crack and burst into laughter once this was over, and he feels it churning in his stomach still, like he's filled to the edge with it about to spill, but then it just doesn't.

Instead it shifts, alters to a feeling of touched and tender and teary within seconds. To a sudden possessive claim to the person standing across from him, beaming at him. And then back to laughter inside.

Oh, this can't be healthy, can it?

Blaine must see it on his face, the battle and Kurt being torn in the middle of it, because the hand on Kurt's shoulder comes up to cup his neck gently.

His smile is lopsided:

"It would be very unprofessional of me to kiss you now, would it...?"

"Totally." Kurt chokes out, and finally the pressure in his throat is relieved in a chuckle.

"Mm." Blaine's nods thoughtfully and Kurt just shakes his head at him in amused disbelief and affection, when Blaine pulls Kurt close. And just with that, slowly, more and more of Kurt's tension dissolves into ripples of soft laughter.

Blaine searches out Kurt's eyes:

"You know what? You, me and Disney... that combination comes very close to perfection, but then I still think, that last line could have been as well, that we really could pick any song we wanted, and make it work."

Kurt just looks at Blaine, unable yet to make his own voice and thoughts obey him in the way he'd want them to, so Blaine just adds with a shrug:

"Because we put the romance in romantic duet, easy as that."

Kurt blinks. Okay, maybe there is the faintest trace of irony in the glint of hazel eyes, but with Blaine being overly corny like that, Kurt's snarky side cuts in reliably.

And in a strange way he's thankful for it. Because it allows him some kind of a grip on this mood of too much emotion all at once.

So he laughs, and it's not yet a snort, can't be with all that his dry tone still brims warmly beneath:

"Oh, yeah. Easy as that. We make even break up songs work..."

Blaine's eyes narrow playfully:

"Yes... Hey, what's with the sarcasm, I think I was redeemed?"

Kurt mirrors Blaine's aghast expression:

"You put those words in my mouth remember?"

"Insignificant detail."

Blaine purses his lips and shrugs.

Kurt counters with an offended gasp followed by a grumble under his breath:

"Well, at least you didn't make us sing one about sex toys... "

Blaine's face falls:

"I would never... put something like that in your mouth...! " He stumbles over the last part and falters at Kurt's raised eyebrow, stammering:

"Words. Lyrics, I mean. "

There's a moment of silence when they just stare wide eyed at each other.

Then a grin breaks out on Kurt's features, as he's suddenly feeling on top again:

"Blaine, you're blushing!"

Oh yes, he is. And it's adorable.

"Oh, come on..." Blaine huffs, squirming under Kurt's gaze:

"Can you just end my embarrassment and kiss me already?"

They laugh.

Then Kurt hums softly.

Oh, the games they play.

He leans in:

"Mm. Definitely a can do."