“What if I just answered those calls though what if-” Kurt couldn’t finish that sentence. Tears began to form in his eyes.

On Tuesday Morgan Houston came out to his best friends from Hamilton and his parents. It was one of the hardest things he ever had to do. Both his Dad and ex-best friends looked at him in disgust, and began yelling abuse at him, his father kicked him out, His mother kept quiet, she’d learnt it was best, after Emily and Sophie left, He went to go stay at his boyfriend, Sebastian’s house for the night. His ‘friends’ started sending vile, hateful messages on Facebook, Tumblr and Twitter. He’d returned the next day to his house to speak rationally to his father; however he just told him to pack his things. Then later that week Sebastian, had to move states because his dad got a job in New York, Morgan tried his best to make Sebastian stay or at least try a long distance relationship, he was the only good think left in Morgan’s life besides his sisters anyway, but he rejected the idea saying it’d be too hard for the both of them. So with Sebastian gone and him having effectively ruined his friendship with Kurt, he tried contacting Kurt but he never answered (why would he), he had no one to turn to. So with no-one to talk to, he was left to deal with it on his own… He couldn’t handle the constant abuse, it made him feel depressed and worthless, and this lead to him, earlier today, deciding to take his life … thankfully, Kurt thought he’d failed.

Blaine took his boyfriend in his arms and held him close, as he rubbed slow, small circles on his lower back. Kurt mumbled in to Blaine’s shoulder about how ‘if he’d just answered those phone calls’.

“Sssssshhhhhh” Blaine whispered into Kurt’s hair, as he began to weep hysterically. “Baby, Listen to me… Kurt it really wasn’t any of your fault…Okay? You couldn’t have done anything, and after what he did to you why would you… how about this, tomorrow afternoon we’ll go visit him, would that make you feel better?”

Kurt nodded into Blaine’s chest unintentionally wiping his nose on Blaine’s red sweater that they had bought today on their shopping trip.

“But for now how about we do something to make you feel better huh?” said Blaine standing up taking Kurt’s hand and pulling him over to the mini bar in the corner of the dorm.

Logan was staying at Julian’s condo in Hillsboro so he and Kurt had the dorm to themselves for the weekend. It took a lot of convincing but Burt to allow Kurt to stay over at Dalton, but he finally agreed when they both reassured him that they were not ready to get intimate yet. Burt still wasn’t completely in love with the idea but when he saw how happy it made Kurt it was worth it he needed something, someone, to take his mind off Morgan at least for a little while.

“Alcohol, really Blaine” Kurt said sarkily raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow “that’s your solution”

“And a Disney film marathon” said Blaine sounding indignant but beaming like an idiot.

“Hmm I don’t know…”

“Okay how about I make you a Shirley Temple with a dash of… tequila? I’m sure Logan won’t mind”

“Oh Alright then as long as it is only a dash, I’ll go choose a film alright?”

“Yeah they’re on the third shelf, second cupboard on the right”

Blaine had so many Disney films… Kurt chose Lady and the Tramp to watch first, Blaine arrived with a jug full of what appeared to be Alcoholic Shirley Temple, little did they know that Nick and Jeff had tampered with Logan’s tequila…

“Aww I love this film” Blaine whispered positioning himself comfortably on the couch, Kurt snuggled close to Blaine, and rested his head on Blaine’s shoulder sighed and took a long sip of his tainted drink.

As the movie played and Kurt’s glass kept getting filled he began to calm down. He began to forget about Morgan.

“It’s your dorm Blaine don’t you have any?” said Kurt laughing while he was trying to get to his feet.

“Well, I think Logan might have eated it all” said Blaine childishly “The fat pig.”

“Well lucky for you Carolole, packed me some cucumber sandwiches.”

“Would you like to see my cucumber Kurt?” said Blaine with a smirk.

“Maybe later, if I don’t eat these sandwiches, I’m going to die” he said stumbling back over to the sofa. “What we watching now?”

“Princess and the Frog, now give me a bite of that sandwich!”

“No!” said Kurt snatching them out of Blaine’s grasp. “They’re MINE!”

“You have to share Kurt, or I won’t share the drink…or I’ll put you on a lifetime kissing ban… yeah that’s what I’ll do give me a sandwich or I’ll never let you kiss me again” He demanded.

“I’m sure I could live” Kurt mumbled in the sandwich he was eating.

Blaine tackled Kurt, and they both rolled on to the floor. Blaine was sat on Kurt’s chest effectively pinning him to the ground.

“Please gimme one Kurt,” he pleaded, Kurt shook his head. “No? Fine then, I’ll take it!! How do you like that Kurt I’ve stolen your favourite sandwich.”

“Fine.” said Kurt pouting. “I’ll just go and get the other sandwich”

With that he pushed Blaine off and stumbled to his bag and pulled out the other sandwich. When he’d returned Blaine had already munched through the sandwich he’d stolen from Kurt and was eyeing up the one in his hand.

“No! Blaine this one’s MINE!” said Kurt as he dodged Blaine’s advances.

“Share, Kurt you have to share…” said Blaine as he lunged at his boyfriend, and pulled him from behind arms around his waist “please give me a bit of your sandwich.”

Kurt quickly munched down his the sandwich.

“All Gone sorry sweetie” he said as he turned his head to kiss his boyfriend.

His lips were mere millimetres from Blaine’s when Blaine turned his head away.

“I meant what I said… so now you’re on a lifetime kissing ban”

“But you did get some of the sandwich” said Kurt disheartened

“Yes, but I had to forcibly take it from you”

“Damn, oh well you’ll be begging later…” He said rolling his eyes.

“Do you have any more food in your magic bag Kurt?”

“What makes it magic?” asked Kurt still sulking from the announcement of the kissing ban

“It had food in it” said Blaine in a very childlike tone.

“Why don’t we check your food cupboards?”

“But Logan eated my food, I’m sure of it”

“We could Just check, maybe I magiked some there”

As they raided ALL the cupboards in Blaine’s dorm they found: a large bag of ‘cool original’ Doritos, a half-eaten packet of Red Vines and a packet of Double stuff Oreos.

“Yeah”

“Is margarita okay?”

“Yeah just whatever I’m soo hungry!”

“Hello yes I’d like to order one of you deliciousousousous pizzas please” said Blaine when he’d dailed the number

“Blaine is this you” Nick said on the other end of the line “are you DRUNK?”

“Wait how’d you know my name Mr. Pizza delivery person man”

“You haven’t phoned the delivery place, It’s Nick.”

“Oh hi Nick how are you it’s a beautiful eveming, what are you up to?”

“Uh Blaine? You haven’t been drinking Logan’s tequila have you?” said Nick slightly concerned

“Noooooo…” Blaine Lied

“HE’S LYING WE’VE DRUNK NEARLY THE WHOLE BOTTLE” shouted Kurt

“Why did you want to know?”

“Oh no reason”

“So mister delivery man is you bringing us pizza?”

“ I’m not a delivery boy! Blaine, its Nick!”

“FINE fick you!!”

Blaine hung up and through his phone at his bed.

“BLAINE” Kurt Reprimanded “that was very rude. I’ll try this time”

Kurt walked, tripping up over his own feet, over to his ‘magic’ bag to go get his iPhone to call the pizza place. He was more successful.

“Hello my name is Kurt Anderson and I’d like to purchase one of your delicious pizzary things…. what are they called?”

“PIZZAS” Blaine shouted, not noticing that Kurt had called himself Anderson.

“Ah yes pizzas…to be delivered to Dalton Acadenmey in westebille Ohio, US of A, Earth. Yes Dorm 118. Thank you kind gentle-woman.”

“Whoo Our pizza will arrive soon”

“Yaaaayyy” said Blaine cheering and running in circles.

There was a loud knock at the door. Both Kurt and Blaine’s stumbled over each other in a race to answer the door.

“Wait” Kurt squealed “What if it’s an axe murderer”

“Who could it be?” asked Blaine

“I don’t know” whispered Kurt “But if is a murder we don’t want him to hear us”

“Okay let’s get some pill-ill-lows to hit him with if he is a killer” said Blaine with authority, angling his head at his bed.

Kurt ran over to retrieve two pillows and crept back insuring that whoever was at the door couldn’t hear him. Blaine cautiously opened the door…

“One Margarita pizza for a Mr. Kurt Anderson” said the blonde delivery boy.

“Oh, yep that’s me” Kurt said near snatching the pizza out of the young man’s hands.

“Hey you stole my last name!!” Blaine yelled.

“No we swapped, Ha-ha you’re Blaine Hummel now” Kurt Laughed

The pizza guy gave up on waiting for his tip closed the door and left.

“Now lemme have someov that pizza”

“NO!” said Kurt.

“No?”

“Yes, n-“

“Yay you said yesssss”

“NO you can’t have any pizza because unless you lift the kissing ban”

“Not unless you gimmme food” said Blaine pouting.

“Kiss me”

“Food”

“Kiss me”

“Food”

“Kis-“

Kurt couldn’t finish that sentence because he found Blaine’s lips pressed hard against his. Blaine’s tongue was running over his upper lip begging for access. Kurt slowly further parted his lips to allow Blaine in, he tasted of Red Vines and cucumbers. Kurt smiled against Blaine’s lips.

“I knew you would be able to stay away” he said with a Cheshire Cat grin on his face, walking over to the couch

“But-you-you- you wouldn’t give me food” said Blaine sounding defeated.

“You’re so much fun to tease though, come on” Kurt said rubbing the spot next to him “Oh look the movies finished. When did that happen? What to watch next?”

Blaine walked over to the couch and snuggled next to his beau, he slid his arms around his waist and rested his head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry Kurt,” he whispered in to Kurt’s shoulder as he reached for a slice of pizza.

“Sorry for what” replied Kurt as the opening titles to Beauty and the Beast started.

“For Morgan and the kissing ban”

“No need to be sorry about him, Blaine. But the ban yes you should be very sorry” Kurt jeered.

They watched beauty and the beast in relative silence snuggled together on the couch. Blaine occasionally kissing Kurt’s shoulder and Kurt returning the gesture by kissing Blaine’s curls. When it got to the mob scene Blaine covered Kurt’s eye, Kurt didn’t like that scene very much. The movie finished and Blaine got up to makes some more drinks.

“Blaaaaiiiiiinnnnneeee” whined Kurt “Do you have any Malteasers? I really feel like Malteasers”

“Errrrr… I don’t know I’ll check the cupboards”

Blaine returned with a fresh pitcher of what looked like the entire contents of the dorms drinks cabinet.

“No we don’t honey-ey. I could order some I need to refresh the drinks too-oo”

“Okay, here use my phone” said Kurt excitedly

“Hello, Target people men. I’d like to place an order for delivery to Dorm 118 Daltom adcemnety Westerville please pretty please” he stated taking a long swig from the jug of black liquid.

Kurt snatched the jug from him and took a long sip, drunk almost half the contents before handing it back.

“Yes we’d like a bottle of tequila, Jack Daniel’s, vodka, Pimms and a whole crate full of Malteasers.” He said with a wink at Kurt, who blearily closed his eyes.

“Okay I’ve ordered them they should be here soon” said Blaine stumbleing over to the couch where Kurt had passed out; he went to place a blanket over Kurt but ended up collapsing on top of him and falling in to a deep sleep.