Baby, it’s Cold Outside - December 30th, Sunday

                “Hi! I’m home; anybody there?”

                Kurt woke up by the sound of Rachel’s voice. He slowly come into conscience and took his surroundings: he was now spooning Blaine, who was fast asleep. Oh My! Rachel’s was in the apartment and there he was spooning Blaine! He got up on a jolt and put just his head out of the curtains that separated his bedroom:

                “Hi honey; I’m here. How was your cruise?”

                Rachel appeared from the kitchen smiling at her friend:

                “It was great! Now come here and give me a hug!”

                Kurt bit his lip and looked back to check on Blaine, who was still asleep:

                “Hum… okay.”

                She looked puzzled at him:

                “Kurt, why are you blushing? Wow! You are not there alone, are you? You little slut! How could you find yourself a date in these few days I was out?”

                Kurt couldn’t answer because Blaine got up and walked towards him:

                “Kurt, what’s going… Oh, hi Rachel.”

                She stuttered:

                “Oh… Hi… Hi Blaine.”

                He smiled at her:

                “If you excuse me, I really need to use the loo.”

                He stole a peck from Kurt’s lips and walked away with a marauder smirk. Kurt watched him go; day-dreamingly taking his fingers to his lips. He was called back from his trance by Rachel grabbing his arm:

                “Tell me everything! Are you guys back together?”

                 Kurt blushed:

                “He had a row with his family and needed a place to stay during the Holidays; so dad brought him along at Christmas. And now I guess we are dating. I mean, at least while he’s here; we haven’t talked about the future or the past.”

                Their conversation was interrupted by Blaine coming back from the bathroom. He looked suspiciously from Kurt to Rachel. Kurt avoided his look as he spoke:

                “I’ll go make coffee.”

                After a slightly awkward break-fast, Kurt went to take a shower and Rachel moved closer to Blaine:

                “Can we talk?”

                Blaine sighed:

                “Look Rachel; I know how much I hurt Kurt in too many ways; but you need to know…”

                She stopped him:

                “I know enough about Kurt; I want to know about you. Are sure you want to do this with him? You are obviously still in love with him; can you handle having an affair with him knowing it has no future?”

                Blaine looked down feeling his eyes going moist:

                “Rachel, I’m willing to get whatever he offers me. I love Kurt too much not to have him in my life. These last few days with him have been a blessing; I wasn’t expecting any of this. In my wildest dreams, he would accept to see my some time during my stay. Sleeping in the same bed as him looks like a dream to me and I never want to wake up. I’m not thinking about tomorrow.”

                She looked sympathetic at him:

                “I think you should. I like you Blaine. However, you are playing with fire; I’d hate to see you getting burned.”

                “Thank you for your concern Rachel; but from this fire I’ve been burning for a while now.”

                They decided to stay home for lunch and the boys went to the kitchen to cook for Rachel. They were laughing and singing together and, from time to time, they would playfully touch each other. Lunch took more time than necessary to get ready, but, finally, they were calling Rachel to sit with them and eat. She came from her room looking excited:

                “Good news! Brody managed to get tickets for that party his friends from that off-off-Broadway production are throwing at New Year’s Eve! You will be joining us, right?”

                Kurt immediately nodded and looked at Blaine eagerly waiting for an answer. Blaine answered “yes” without thinking; distracted by Kurt’s gaze. Then, something came to his mind:

                “Kurt? Can I talk to you for a minute?”

                Kurt smiled and followed him to the living-room:

                “What’s up, Blaine?”

                Blaine sighed unease and looked down before speaking:

                “I don’t know how to put this; but the other night I couldn’t help but overhearing a phone call you took. You said to some guy from work that you had a date for New Year’s Eve. I really can’t stand to go to a party and see you with another guy…”

                Kurt smirked at him:

                “You should learn, Mr. Anderson, that eavesdropping is something very very bad. But no; I don’t have a date for tomorrow. I was just finding a way out of spending my evening with the most obnoxious man in New York.”

                Blaine felt like the joy from his heart couldn’t fit his chest. He controlled himself not to jump up-and-down and held one of Kurt’s hands with both of his:

                “Then I want to do this right. Kurt Hummel, would you give me the enormous honor of being my date for New Year’s Eve?”

                “I’d love to.”

                Blaine kissed Kurt’s hand and saw an adorable share of red coloring Kurt’s cheeks.

                Rachel insisted on taking them out to dinner and they went to a fancy restaurant. Kurt felt shivers down his spine as Blaine played with his fingers under the table. They were now entering home and Kurt’s split mind was beginning to pick a side. He lightly put a hand on Blaine’s shoulder:

                “Go ahead and lay down while I’ll go lock the front door and check on the heater; I’m feeling a bit chill in here.”

                Blaine casted him a puzzled look before agreeing and going to the bedroom. Kurt took all the time he could to make sure that was what he wanted. He took a deep breath and finally decided to hear his body screaming for what it was craving.

                Kurt resolutely entered his bedroom and took off his shirt. He entered under the covers along with Blaine and began to give him fiery kisses. At first, Blaine was enthusiastically kissing back; but he stopped Kurt all of a sudden:

                “Kurt, what’s that?”

                Kurt went for kissing from his neck to his jawline:

                “I want you; I want you so much, Blaine. Don’t you want me?”

                Blaine was getting lost in Kurt’s touch:

                “Yes! Of course I do; but are you sure this is what you really want?”

                “Yes Blaine! I want you.”

                It was passionate but tender; strong yet somehow delicate. They were both cautious with each other and Blaine was especially attentive to take care of all of Kurt’s needs. At the end, Blaine grinned at Kurt who snuggled closer to him. Their naked bodies were tangled for the whole night.