Blaine reached out and caught Kurt’s elbow. He wanted to tell Kurt that the kiss was wonderful, perfect, the best gift he would ever receive, and Kurt could continue to kiss him anytime he wanted. But he knew that he could not tell Kurt those things, so instead he opened his mouth and said “It was an honest mistake, Kurt. We can pretend it never happened if you wish.”

Kurt visibly relaxed. “It really is late and we should get to bed.” Blaine nodded and they continued up the stairs. 

The next morning, Finn went crashing down the stairs and waking up the entire household. Blaine reluctantly got out of bed when there was a knock on his door. Pulling on the pair of pants he had worn last night and stuffing his nightshirt in, Blaine opened the door. Kurt was standing outside the door and the minute he saw how Blaine was dressed, he flushed. 

“Breakfast is ready.” Kurt said to the floorboards. 

“I will be down in a minute.” Blaine’s voice was still scratchy from sleep.

“Alright.” Kurt smiled and then hurried downstairs before he started to recall how Blaine’s lips felt against his. 

Oh. Kurt paused on the stairs. Blaine’s lips. They had kissed last night. On accident, and Kurt was positive that Blaine had really only meant to kiss his cheek, but Kurt was glad that they had missed. He smiled, pressed his fingers to his lips, and continued down the stairs. 

Blaine was in a hurry so he did not spent the time slicking back his hair. He put on a fresh pair of pants, a shirt, and pulled his suspenders onto his shoulders before he went downstairs for breakfast.

Blaine did not look as disheveled as he had when Kurt had knocked on his door this morning, but his hair was not slicked back. Kurt tried not to stare as Blaine sat across from him with his hair in curls. ‘He looks so pretty.’ Kurt thought as he spooned his porridge into his mouth. ‘I just wanna run my fingers through those curls.’ Kurt almost blushed at the thought. 

After breakfast, they all gathered into the parlor to open gifts. Blaine blushed as he handed out the gifts that his sister had sent for the Hummel family. When he finished handing them out, all of the family members started opening the packets at the same time. Each one of them held a customized handkerchief. Mrs.Hummel’s had an inch wide lace time around the sides. Mr.Hummel’s and Finn’s had a small embroidered pattern around the edge. Kurt’s had an elaborate celtic knot pattern around the edge. 

Kurt gasped as he inspected the pattern around the edge of the handkerchief. “Your sister made this?” 

“She is very accomplished at embroidery.” 

“Did she not make one for you dear?” Mrs.Hummel asked Blaine.

“I have more handkerchiefs than I know what to do with.” Blaine laughed.

“But surely she sent you something.”

“The gifts my family sent me are upstairs in my room. I assure you that they are nothing exciting.”

The rest of the day was spent in the parlor enjoying each other’s company. Blaine and Kurt took turns playing the piano. It was late when the family went to bed even though they all got up early. Blaine shucked his trousers and shirt and fell into bed. 

Kurt was dreaming that he was laying in his bed and running his fingers through short, soft, dark hair on a head that is resting on his chest. The man has unbuttoned the last couple buttons of his shirt and has stuck his hand under the fabric and was stroking his bare skin. 

“Mmmm.” Kurt moaned a little as the man drug his blunt nails across his stomach. “That feels good, Blaine.” 

He sat up in bed with a jolt. He got up out of bed and was across the hall before he knew what he was doing. Only when he realized that he had been knocking on Blaine’s door when it was pulled open and a bleary eyed Blaine was in the door frame. Wearing nothing but his pants open around his hips. 

“I am sorry.” Kurt whispered and felt his face get hot. “I...I did not...” He took a few breaths to calm himself down. “I am going back to bed.” His voice was still shaking.

“Kurt.” Blaine whispered. “Did you have a nightmare?”

Kurt nodded and he felt his eyes get watery. “I still should not have woken you up.”

“It is fine, Kurt.” Blaine moved over in the doorway. “Maybe you should come in and we could talk about it.”

Kurt hesitated for a moment and then entered Blaine’s room. “I do not know why it was so scary.” Kurt went to sit down at the desk. 

“What was your nightmare about?” Blaine was pulling a shirt over his head as he asked. 

“I was...” Kurt blushed and looked down to the floor. “I was in bed with someone.”

Blaine chuckled. “That does not sound like a nightmare, Kurt.” Kurt’s face turned beat red. “Surely you’ve had those kind of dreams before.” Blaine sounded astonished. 

“Yes, but I was not in bed with someone I expected.” Kurt’s eyes got watery. 

“Kurt,” Blaine crossed the room and cupped Kurt’s chin. “Was it one of those men who give you a hard time?” He did not even think that the younger man could take offense to the question. 

“No,” Kurt let out a sob. “It was... It was...” He could not get the last work out. 

“Kurt.” Blaine sounded heartbroken as he dropped to his knees in front of Kurt. “Kurt.” He repeated and then not knowing what else to do, Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt firmly on the mouth. 

When he pulled away, his eyes were wide with shock. “I am so sorry, Kurt. So sorry. Please.” 

“Please.” Kurt whimpered and grabbed a handful of Blaine’s hair. “Do not be sorry. Please do not be. It was you.” He leaned forward and kissed Blaine firmly on the mouth. “It was not a nightmare because it was you.”

“Kurt.” Blaine breathed and leaned forward and gathered Kurt into his arms. He held onto the man for a minute. “I was worried that I had taken advantage or you would not want me the way I want you.”

“I do.” Kurt buried his face into Blaine’s shoulder. “I was so scared.” He breathed.

“You do not have to be scared of me, Kurt. I could not hurt you if I tried.”

Kurt pulled back and smiled at Blaine. “Thank you.”

“You are more than welcome.” 

“I should let you go back to bed.” Kurt made towards the door but Blaine caught his hand. 

“You could stay for a bit longer if you would like.” 

Kurt smiled and went to go sit with Blaine on the bed for just a few minutes. A few minutes was all it took to get Kurt tired and bleary again and Blaine had to guide Kurt across the hall and help into bed. All the while Blaine makes certain that his behavior reflect the gentleman his parents raised him to be.