Kurt honestly could not remember a time where he had felt this content and happy. Downstairs this father, Burt, and his loveable idiot stepbrother, Finn, were drinking pop and beer and bonding over a football game. In the kitchen his stepmother, Carol, was cooking up something delicious for Friday night dinner and filling the house with smells that made his tummy growl. Don't get him wrong, he loved cooking, but it was nice to get a day off every now and then.

But more importantly, there was a sweet, funny, caring, drop-dead gorgeous boy next to him who currently had his chest pressed tightly against Kurt's back while their legs were tangled together. Their hands where joined and pressed against Kurt's softly beating heart, and the boys face was pressed against the back of Kurt's neck, occasionally pressing the odd tender kiss to the soft skin.

The rain fell down outside quietly with a soft pitter-patter against the window while they remained warm and dry in each others arms, almost drowned out by the music playing softly from Kurt's IPod. The sky slowly got darker and Kurt felt the boy pressed against him shift slightly, before pulling him even closer and kissing the shell of Kurt's ear.

Kurt sighed and smiled at that action, "I'm so lucky to have you."

The boy shook his head, "Believe me. I'm the lucky one," he whispered, "What did I even do to earn the chance to love you? Let alone for you to love me in return."

Kurt blushed.

"I could just lie here. Cuddling you forever," The boy whispered.

"Me too," Kurt agreed, smiling when his boyfriend tried to pull him closer, "I love you so much."

"More then 'Wicked'?" The curly haired boy teased softly into Kurt's ear.

Kurt giggled quietly, "Even more then 'Wicked'," he confirmed.

"Wow, I'm honored," The hazel-eyed teen chuckled, pressing a kiss to Kurt's rosy cheek before he snuggled back against his boyfriend comfortably.

"How much do you love me?" Kurt asked teasingly.

"More then bowties, Roxy music, coffee and 'Harry Potter' combined," The olive skinned boy revealed.

Kurt grinned, "What about Starwars and The Lord of the rings?"

"Oh...Well. I don't know about that," The other boy chuckled against the skin of Kurt's neck, making the paler boy shiver at his boyfriends hot breath on his skin.

"Aw," Kurt pouted.

The black haired teen laughed again, "Kurt...Pippin and Merry."

"Who?" Kurt frowned.

"You don't know..." The other boy trailed off in disbelief.

"I know Frodol," Kurt told him.

"Oh my gosh, Kurt, Honey," The boy shook his head, "It's Frodo."

"Oh...Close enough," Kurt shrugged, his cheeks heating up a little bit in embarrassment.

"Do you mind if we change our plans for tomorrow?"

"How?" Kurt asked curiously. He had been looking forward to going to the cinema with his boyfriend and making-out with him in the back.

The shorter teen held Kurt close, "We can stay in and watch a movie instead of going out to see one."

"Can I bring the low-fat popcorn?" Kurt asked.

The boy smirked, "Yes, and there'll be koolaid."

"Sweetie, that stuff is pure sugar," Kurt screwed up his nose in distaste.

"That's why it's so good. It'll make me even sweeter, and you'll have to call me sweetiest instead of Sweetie," The boy laughed.

"Oh my God, are you drunk?" Kurt exclaimed, his whole body shaking as he laughed.

"Only on you," The boy said, his voice suddenly turning soft, he pressed a tender kiss to the base of Kurt's neck.

"Well maybe we should stop cuddling then."

"NO!" The teen whined, holding Kurt suffocatingly close, "Don't take my drug away from me."

"Drug?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Yep. I was addicted to you at the first smile," The boy announced.

"Really? I thought you realized when I was grieving for a songbird," Kurt frowned.

"I was addicted when you met me on the staircase. It just...took me a while to realize how dependent I was on you," The Katie Perry enthusiast explained.

Kurt smirked, "Baby you had be at 'My names Blaine,' Aaanyway. What are we doing tomorrow instead?"

"I, my gorgeous, but very clueless boyfriend, am going to unleash you into the land of Middle earth."

Kurt's face screwed up in confusion, "And what is that in English?"

The boy behind him laughed gently, smiling at Kurt fondly even though the paler teen couldn't see, "We're going to watch the extended version of all TLOTR films."

"TL what?" Kurt frowned.

"TLOTR, The Lord of the Rings."

"Oh...Okay, fine. But you can't make fun of me when I don't know what's happening," Kurt bargained.

"Deal."

"And there has to be time for us to at least makeout. If not more."

"Duh," The shorter teen rolled his eyes and presser his hips more firmly against Kurt's butt suggestively.

Kurt's cheeks reddened and giggled, "Will the house be..."

"Completely empty."

"Good," Kurt approved.

"Tomorrow's going to be perfect," The other boy sighed.

Kurt hummed in agreement before the two fell into a comfortable silence.

"Sweetie?" Kurt asked after a second of silence and the other boy nuzzling his nose into his neck.

"Hm?"

"I'm so happy. I just...I didn't think I'd ever be this happy," Kurt told him, "I didn't even know it was possible to be this happy. And it's all because of you, and I just...thank-you."

The boy behind him smiled against his boyfriends skin, "Kurt," He sighed, "You don't need to thank me. My love, just making you smile makes me the happiest person in the whole world."

Kurt felt his heart swell in his chest, "I can wait to live the rest of my life with you."

"Me either," The boy replied, "But I'm quiet happy, right here, right now."

"Hm," Kurt hummed in agreement.

"Although I'm gettin' kinda hungry."

"Me too, Carole's cooking is just amazing," Kurt sighed, inhaling the mouth watering scent traveling from the kitchen.

"Not as good as yours though."

Kurt grinned and teased, "No, obviously not."

"Baby?"

"Yeah?"

"Turn around for me, I wanna see you."

Kurt did as his boyfriend requested, rolling over so the two boys were face to face. The curly haired teen wasted no time and pulling Kurt as close as possible and brushing their noses against each other, his hand settling on Kurt's hip as they lay lazily on the bed.

"That's better," The boy approved, "Hey there beautiful."

Kurt felt his cheeks heat up as he stared back at the honey-hazle eyes in front of him, "Hi," he whispered.

"I love you."

"Love you too."

The boy started humming under his breath as he pressed a light kiss to each of Kurt's eyelids.

"Are you singing Christmas songs? It's barley fall," Kurt giggled.

The boy pulled back a little bit and sung the tune he'd been humming before, "Gosh your lips look delicious."

Kurt blushed, "Do they?"

The other boy hummed and smiled, "But I can't be sure unless I taste them."

Kurt felt his cheeks heat up even further and he giggled in embarrassment.

"Can I?"

"Can you what?"

"Taste them," The boy grinned.

Kurt nodded, already feeling a little breathless and feeling even more so when his boyfriend pressed their lips together gently, gasping when the younger teen sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled on it gently before pulling away completely with a hum.

"Hm, delicious," He approved.

Kurt shook his head, resting his hands on the boy's chest, "You're crazy," He grinned; his cheeks still flushed.

"Yep."

Kurt giggled, leaning down and kissing the tip of his boyfriends nose, "Love you."

"Love you more."

"Love you more then more."

"Love you more then more then more then more."

Kurt sighed happily, brushing his nose gently against the boys.

"Kurt? Blaine? Dinner!" Finn's voice called up the stairs.

Blaine. More then just a name. A name that made Kurt's heart beat a little bit faster and that caused a smile to break out almost violently across his face. A name that meant warm brown eyes and smiling fully lips. It meant love and care. It meant acceptance. It meant completely being himself. It meant laughter and smiles, kisses and touches. Amazing memories. Love and life. And home.

"Yummy!" Blaine grinned, flashing Kurt a beautiful and excited smile.

Kurt smiled right back at him, giggling at Blaine pressed a large, exaggerated kiss to his rosy cheek with a loud, "Mwwah!"

"Come on, or Finn and Burt will eat everything before we get there and I'm hungry!" Blaine rolled off the bed out and out of Kurt's arms.

Kurt sat up, taking the hand that Blaine had afford him and letting his boyfriend pull him to his feet.

"Shall we good sir?" Blaine asked, threading his arm through Kurt's and speaking in a thick British accent.

Kurt burst out in giggles, "God you're such an idiot," He laughed, "But I love you so much."

"Good," Blaine lent down and kissed the tip of Kurt's nose.

Kurt grinned, "Come on goof-ball. I need someone to share my desert with."

"Mm, cheese cake," Blaine's eyes lit up and Kurt laughed lightly again.

"Only if you eat your veggies," Kurt looked at his boyfriend pointedly.

Blaine pouted and screwed up his nose, "Eww."

Kurt sighed and rested his head lightly on Blaine's shoulder as they made their way to meet the rest of his family. To make more laughs and memories.