“I-I have nowhere to stay...or school, I mean I go back here now. I can’t just transfer again.” Blaine kissed his hair affectionately.

“You can stay with me” Kurt said simply.

“School, Kurt. I can’t just-I-I’d love to stay with you,” he reinforced. “But Lima’s my home...”

He felt Kurt sink down into his arms and cuddled him tighter. “Baby, I’m sorry” Blaine whispered.

“Okay”

“Kurt”

“Okay Blaine.”

Blaine sighed and turned his head, closing his eyes. After a while he drifted to sleep, Kurt lying still in his arms with his eyes fixed on a point on the wall.

*

Blaine felt the sunlight against his eyes as he slowly awoke, his head felt fuzzy but he yawned and was about to roll over when he felt a stiff body against him. He looked down through his tired eyes and saw Kurt lying against the pillow next to him, eyes fixated on his wall.

“Morning,” Blaine mumbled. Kurt blinked but when his eyes opened he was looking at Blaine.

“Hi”

Blaine’s eyebrows burrowed at Kurt’s red eyes and he turned over to face him, running his thumb over Kurt’s cheekbone.

“What’s wrong?” he whispered, brushing their noses together.

“What? Nothing” Kurt replied defensively, he pulled his face away from his boyfriends.

“You haven’t slept.” Blaine said, feeling his stomach drop and a lump in his throat.

“Stop worrying,” Kurt forced a laugh and leant up to kiss him. Blaine kissed him gently by reflex but then pulled away.

“Kurt, I am worrying. So talk to me.” His voice was rough but he kept his hand on Kurt’s cheek, softly tracing his cheekbone every few seconds with his thumb.

“I don’t know what you want me to say. So I had a rough night’s sleep...its not-”

“It is a big deal.” He cut him off. “Why couldn’t you sleep?”

Kurt rolled his eyes. “Because I couldn’t. Okay. Just leave it.” His voice was cold and as soon as he finished his sentence he turned and pulled himself up right at the side of the bed. He stood up as Blaine’s hand reached across the sheets towards him.

Kurt looked around the room silently for a moment once he was standing and slowly walked forward a few steps before bending over and pulling Blaine’s drawer open. Blaine watched carefully as Kurt pulled out a pair of old sweatpants and pulled them on before pulling another pair out, closing the drawer and then tossing them back to Blaine. Blaine tugged them towards him and then pushed the sheets down before heaving them up his naked legs until they sat comfortably around his thighs.

He looked expectantly at Kurt.

“What?” Kurt snapped when he realised Blaine staring. He looked immediately apologetic.

Blaine sighed. “Let’s get you some coffee”

*

“So are you ready to tell me what’s wrong?” Blaine asked, his hands wrapped around his steaming mug as they sat opposite each other on his sofa. Kurt had placed a blanket over their legs and he took Blaine’s mug off of him to rest next to his own on the table.

Blaine took Kurt’s hand and nudged their knees together.

“Talk to me” he pleaded.

“Blaine there’s nothing to say.”

“There’s something. There has to be something.”

“You over think too much.” And Kurt smiled. He smiled. One of his smiles that Blaine had never really seen very much. The smile he only ever gave to Sebastian, and only sometimes when Sebastian really did something amazing. Blaine felt himself smiling back and speaking before his brain processed what he was saying.

“You love me”

Kurt chuckled at him. “Of course I do.” He nudged their knees together and looked at Blaine with a grin. “Are you seriously just figuring that out?”

Blaine breathed a laugh. “Sorry-I just,” he took a breath. “I just, I just realised it.”

“Even after last night?” Kurt asked, attempting to sound teasing but coming off more as the need to be reassured.

Blaine let out a breath and squeezed Kurt’s hands with his own. “Kurt, last night was...” he began searching for words, but before he could think of anything which described how absolutely incredible it was to him, not just the physicality of it, but the intimacy and the way Kurt trusted him, Kurt had already leant forward and was kissing him, pushing him further back into the edge of the sofa as Kurt climbed over him. Kurt pulled back as Blaine’s head made contact with the back of the sofa, his hands running soothingly along Kurt’s sides.

Kurt smiled. “Last night was perfect.”

Blaine cocked his eyebrow, pulling the blanket off of their laps and dropping it to the floor. He stretched his legs out either side of Kurt and reached up to pull his neck down.

“C’mere,” Blaine grinned teasingly and Kurt mirrored it, leaning down and pressing their bodies together, Kurt lying between his legs.

Blaine’s hand was immediately on the small of Kurt’s back; their bare chests flush against one another as their lips moved together softly.

Kurt pulled away from the kiss and moved to kiss across Blaine’s cheek, along his jawbone and then down his neck. Blaine shuffled further along the sofa below him, giving Kurt better access to kiss down his chest. Kurt looked up and smiled at him before wrapping his mouth to suck over Blaine’s nipple.

“A-ah” Blaine whimpered; arching his back further into Kurt’s mouth as his tongue flickered lazily over the nub.

Blaine felt himself bucking up into Kurt’s hips; his half hard erection rubbing against Kurt’s as he became more and more turned on. Kurt smiled against his chest and moved to kiss down the centre, sucking hard to leave a mark, his tongue soothing the bruise before he pressed a small kiss to it, and then leant up to kiss Blaine’s mouth. They met roughly, Blaine desperately clawing at Kurt to bring him closer, to drag their cocks together to get more friction, more, more than everything. It just wasn’t enough.

“Woah...sorry” Aaron called from the doorway, he was rubbing his hair sleepily, and his cheeks flushing with embarrassment before turning and heading back up the stairs. Kurt froze, but Blaine just tugged him closer.

“Shhh, he’s seen worse,” he bucked his hips up again and again, until he felt Kurt begin to move against him once more. “Come on, baby” he whispered before meeting kissing him again open mouthed and dirty, all tongue seeking dominance.

Kurt chuckled against his lips. “Should’ve known you’d like being watched...”

Blaine stayed serious, his mouth moving to Kurt’s ear as he whispered. “I just wanna see you come,”

“Dude I don’t wanna see that” Puck said as he walked across the room, expectant of them to stop.

Blaine simply held Kurt close and threw his head back. “Then I suggest you leave because things are just getting started.” Kurt tried to pull backwards, not entirely comfortable with what was on show, but Blaine pressed his palm harder into Kurt’s back and moved his head back to his ear, whispering so only he could hear. “He’ll leave don’t worry,” he felt Kurt begin to move against him again and smiled. Blaine heard Puck walking up the stairs, and he brushed his hand lower down Kurt’s back, edging into his sweatpants. Kurt arched his back inwards, towards Blaine to give him easier access. Blaine kissed his neck, and then his jaw.

Kurt breathed out a heavy breath, his face turning quickly to meet Blaine’s lips, the kiss was messy and needy but it was perfect, it was everything Kurt needed as Blaine’s fingers slid lower into his sweatpants, edging between his cheeks to glide across his hole. Kurt gasped, but Blaine just smiled a little and took Kurt’s lip between his own, sucking gently until Kurt moved back against his finger.

“Kurt, I can’t” Blaine chuckled, feeling how Kurt was trying to edge Blaine’s finger back inside of him. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You won’t, just fuck Blaine please,” he tried to reason. Blaine shut his eyes, an internal battle in himself not to hurt his boyfriend but he was begging and fuck Blaine’s finger was tracing the rim without him being able to hold back anymore.

“Are you still sore?” Blaine whispered worriedly.

“A-a little” he stuttered, wincing. “But I need it, Blaine, I need it.”

Blaine let out a breath. “Baby I can’t,” he whined, fighting against himself more than Kurt.

“Blaine”

“Okay take your pants off and lay down.” Blaine resorted in defeat. Kurt grinned and kissed him smugly before standing up, shrugging his sweatpants down to pools at his ankles and then stepping out of them. Blaine moved off of the sofa to take his own pants off, allowing Kurt to lie down where he was previously.

Once Kurt was lying on his stomach, leg’s slightly ajar, Blaine climbed between them positioning his dick between Kurt’s ass cheeks and draping his body over his boyfriends, the sweat from their bodies allowing his dick to slide easily between Kurt’s cheeks.

Blaine kissed the back of Kurt’s neck, and pressed his hands into his hips, his own thighs and ass tensing from the movements as he thrust against Kurt’s hole. Kurt’s breathing quickened, and he gripped helplessly onto the edge of the sofa, his cheeks flushed with heat as Blaine’s erection moved faster and more relentlessly between his cheeks, the friction causing the perfect combination between pain and pleasure on his hole. Kurt’s dick was rubbing against the sofa and everything between the sofa, and Blaine rubbing against him and the thought of someone just being able to walk in (again...) made it impossible for him to hold off an orgasm, especially after the memories of the night before came flooding back to him, it was all too much and he didn’t even try to stop, he just let himself lose control, coming over the sofa and his chest, feeling the warm sensation of Blaine coming over his back just seconds after. He felt Blaine’s body collapse against his and turned his head as far as he could, pouting his lips a little.

Blaine’s head was facing the opposite way, so Kurt whined a little bit. Blaine laughed breathlessly and turned his head with a thump against Kurt’s back.

“Hi,” he whispered. “I’m gross.”

“Shower?” Kurt suggested, trying to turn his head impossibly further around, but Blaine took the hint and moved to kiss him lazily, their tongues gently gliding before Kurt pulled away and kissing Blaine with a peck softly.

“Shower.” Blaine agreed.

*

“Remember when you guys had a band?!” Santana was wheezing with laughter, trying to stop so she could take a sip of her hot chocolate, but she was laughing too hard to even hold it properly.

“Oh god, the band.” Rachel agreed, laughing too but she seemed more embarrassed about it.

“Stop hating on the band.” Puck defended.

“Yeah, the band was epic.” Aaron added.

“Your band was you three in Blaine’s garage.” Santana pointed out. “The only epic thing about it, was how epically awful those t-shirts were that you made us all wear every time you had a ‘concert’” she bought her hands up to mimic the quotations around ‘concert’.

Blaine, Aaron and Puck had a band. A band called ‘The band’. Not the most inventive name, but they seemed to think it was the best thing to ever be invented...when they were 13. It had Aaron on the drums and Puck and Blaine on the guitar. They all sung, and it was the ultimate boy band cheesy pop music. The only ‘concerts’ they ever did, was to Santana, Rachel, some of the Glee club that they knew then, and their parents. As they got older, the band stopped having rehearsals and it was sort of forgotten about but it was never officially declared ‘over’.

Blaine was the next to speak up in defence.

“Our band was amazing, Santana Lopez.”

“Don’t go full naming me, Blaine Anderson.”

“Wait, wait, you had a band?” Kurt finally spoke up.

“Well boys, I think it’s time for a final practise.” Puck grinned. Aaron and Blaine exchanged a look before grinning along with him.

And that was how it ended up with Kurt, Santana, Sebastian, and Marc sitting on various bean bag chairs and the floor in Blaine’s garage, neon lights switched on around the room and a rug laid out underneath the drums and microphones. Blaine and Puck had guitars and were tuning them, Aaron dusting off his old drum set and Rachel testing the various microphones.

“Everything seems to be working!” Rachel said as she took a seat next to Santana. The girls laughed at each other for a second and then turned back to the boys.

“Ready?” Aaron asked as they took their positions.

“Yep,” Blaine and Puck both agreed at the same time. Blaine glanced at Kurt and winked before Aaron started the song, Puck and Blaine joining in in under a second.

Blaine:

When I woke up so proud to see you lying naked next to me

And the clothes you wore, the night before were lying on my bedroom floor and

Blaine winked at Kurt, who laughed under his breath and winked playfully at his boyfriend.

Puck:

This is how I want it to be

You know it

I want it that way

All:

Baby I don’t know what to say

It’s like that every day

I’ve never felt this way

Yeah, now I just don’t know what to do

If I can’t be with you

Girl you know it’s true

I love that thing you do

As Aaron started singing, Santana clapped and cheered, yelling “AARON!” She smiled as he winked at her and he almost stopped singing to laugh, but managed to keep his cool.

Aaron:

Seen everything I dreamt it all

Last night we did it in a waterfall

Then you turned ‘round and I could see

This beautiful simplicity and

Puck:

This is how I want it to be

You know it

I want it that way

All:

Baby I don’t know what to say

It’s like that every day

I’ve never felt this way

Yeah, now I just don’t know what to do

If I can’t be with you

Girl you know it’s true

I love that thing you do

I love that thing you do

I love that thing you do

I love that thing you do (I love that thing you do)

Blaine stopped playing and so did Aaron, just Puck keeping a more acoustic sound as Blaine stepped forward and dropped to squat on his knees so he and Kurt were eye level, Blaine held two fingers under Kurt’s chin to keep him looking at him as he sung directly into his eyes.

Blaine:

Baby

I don’t know what to say

It’s like that every day

I’ve never felt this way

Yeah yeah

Now I just don’t know what to do

If I can’t be with you

Girl you know it’s true

I love that thing you do

The music picked up again and Blaine stood back up to play, but Kurt swatted his ass jokingly as he spun around. Blaine turned and winked at him mid-chorus and Marc wolf whistled.

All:

Baby I don’t know what to say

It’s like that every day

I’ve never felt this way

Yeah, now I just don’t know what to do

If I can’t be with you

Girl you know it’s true

I love that thing you do

I love that thing you do

I love that thing you do

I love that thing....you....do

They finished, all smiling at each other and the group watching clapped and cheered excitedly. Aaron grabbed his mic. “WE’RE HERE ALL NIGHT!” and Rachel let out a huge squeal, making everyone laugh along.

Blaine walked over to Kurt, who was standing and grinning at him like a Cheshire cat.

“So, what did you think?” Blaine asked, breathless.

“I think we should find a room.” Kurt smiled and pulled Blaine close by his neck, kissing him hard.