It was not a good night.

First, it was cold, and although Blaine's sleeping bag and their body heat kept them from freezing, the chill still sunk into their bones and made them ache. Second, even with two blankets and a sleeping bag under them, the cargo area of the Matrix made for a hard bed, so they had to shift frequently to try to get more comfortable. That was easier said than done. Each time they shifted, one would have to turn on their side so that the other could turn on their back. It might have been easier for both of them to be on their sides, but that either put them in a position too much like spooning, or they would have faced each other, which was, likewise, too intimate for two relative strangers. They tried back to back once, but when their buttocks accidentally rubbed, they both jumped like they'd been goosed. Third, now that Kurt knew that they shared a sexual orientation, he was a lot more aware of the fact that Blaine was a mere inches from him.

The quick glimpse he had of Blaines naked chest was enough to make his hand travel automatically downward, and a couple of times Kurt had to remind himself where he was before he started doing something embarrassing.

Eventually exhaustion overcame them both, and they fell asleep.

Kurt awoke feeling much warmer. He froze when he realized that he was on his side and he had wrapped his arms around Blaine, pressing his front to Blaine's back. Additionally, he had a morning erection which was very much firmly pressed against Blaine's ass which, let's face it, felt amazing.

Rather than rut up against Blaine, which every impulse within Kurt screamed for him to do, Kurt, instead, tried to ease himself away without waking Blaine, but when he did, Blaine murmured, “Nnnnnnnn,” rolled over, wrapped his arms around Kurt and snuggled his head under Kurt's chin. This brought Blaine full length against Kurt.

Blaine was also sporting morning wood.

Kurt gasped at the feel of Blaine's cock against his through the layers of clothing, and his body went rigid, which woke Blaine.

“Morning,” Blaine mumbled, and then, “Oh!”

Both men backed away quickly, or as back as they could get in the sleeping bag.

“Well, that was…”

“Oh, wow, I'm so…”

They both spoke at once.

Suddenly Blaine laughed. “Rough night, better morning, huh?”

Kurt laughed, too, and ran a hand through his hair. In the morning light, made bright by the blanket of snow, Blaine looked gorgeous. He was sleep tossed with a sexy stubble of beard, and Kurt had the sudden urge to reach out for him, pull him close, and rub his face against all of that prickly facial hair.

God, what was wrong with him?

Kurt cleared his throat. “I was thinking last night that you should come with me.”

“Um…What?”

Kurt realized that his comment, punctuated as it was with both of their erections, sounded completely like sexual innuendo, so he clarified quickly, “Look, you know I'm going to Seattle. I'm staying with family and friends along the way, and I get that you don't know any of them, but they're really nice people. You said you hadn't experienced real life. These people are really real.” He thought for a moment about Rachel, “Well, most of them. Once we get to Seattle, you can figure out how you want to spend whatever time you have left on your gap year. Heck, go up to Alaska and work on a fishing boat. Hike the Canadian Rockies. Sail Puget Sound. Do…whatever. Until then, I could use the company. What do you say?”

“I dunno, Kurt. That's a really long time to spend in a car with someone you don't know. This could get really awkward for you if you're stuck with me and you hate me.”

“I know. I thought about it last night while I was trying not to turn into a Kurtsicle.  I came up with a plan, but we both have to agree to it.”

“Okay, let's hear it.”

“Okay, but this only works if we both agree to be completely honest.” Kurt looked Blaine squarely in the eyes, “I say every morning we both say whether or not we continue. If, at any time, one of us wants out, I'll drive you to the nearest airport or wherever you want to go, no questions asked.

“And this morning, I'll start. Blaine, I would like you to come with me to Lima, Ohio.”

Blaine hesitated for a moment, and then he looked at Kurt and smiled, “Kurt, I would like to go with you to Lima, Ohio.”

Kurt smiled back, “Great. Let's say we sneak into the hotel restroom and change, get some breakfast, and see if the roads have been plowed.”

“Good idea,” Blaine paused for a moment, “Hey, what's in Lima?”

“My Dad.”

“He's not going to freak out that you picked up a hitchhiker?”

“No.”

“Wow, he's very trusting.”

“Not even a little; but he's not going to freak because I'm not going to tell him.”

“Then how are you going to explain me?”

“I'm gonna let him think you're my boyfriend.”

Blaine thought about that for a moment and then pursed his lips, “Okay,” he nodded.