The letter had arrived at exactly 7:45pm. The two investigator's week had been reasonably quite and they had only received one phone call on that morning from an elderly woman who had lost her cat. She'd later found it locked in the airing cupboard of her house. Blaine sat slumped in his armchair, restlessly flipping through the newspaper that he had rested on his lap. Kurt sat opposite him on the floor, skimming over his collection of last years Vogue magzine. Every so often he would toss one of the least intresting copies onto a pile to the left of him which he planned to throw into the bin once he had the chance. Kurt glanced toward Blaine briefly when the shuffling of paper stopped, Blaine sat chewing his lip as he quickly read the article and then returned to flipping through the paper - mumbling something about polotics as he did so. Kurt chuckled under his breath and pushed himself up from the floor with his hands, he groaned once he finally stood up straight and stretched his arms over his head in attempts to loosen his ridgid muscels. From where Kurt stood he could easily see through the large pannled window that allowed him to be able to see onto the streets below the suburban flat. People scuttled along the sidewalks like ants, some occasionally stopping to cross the road or buy something from a hot dog stall that was positioned near an alley way on the other side of the street. All of the cars traveled along the road at one monotonous speed, seeming as though they weren't really moving at all.

Kurt turned his back to the window and strolled to the kitchen. He grabbed two coffee mugs off of the work top, flicked the kettle on and then proceeded to scoop three spoonfuls of instant coffee into the mugs from a large pot of granules that was on the table top. Once he finished making the coffee he took both cups into the living room and offered one to Blaine who merely nodded and pointed toward where on the coffee table next to him he wanted it placing. Kurt groaned and glowered down at the young man still slumped in the chair while putting the cup at the edge of the table "You can't mope around like this just because we don't have a case to solve at the moment" Blaine rested his head on one of his hands and pouted "But I'm bored.." he mumbled. Kurt rolled his eyes and crouched down infront of him, gently he picked up one of Blaine's hands and intertwined their fingers together, rubbing his thumb over the back of Blaine's hand he whispered "You're so cute when you're like this" Blaine groaned and leant down to him. Their lips brushed softly against eachother as Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek in the palm of his hand. Kurt exhaled from his nose and leant in deeper, pressing their lips together harder causing Blaine to whimper.

The small boy on the floor climbed up onto Blaine's body and straddled his torso. Kurt leant down and nuzzled their noses together giggling as Blaine stared up at him in awe "You're adorable Kurt" he grinned. Kurt shrugged and and rested his hand on the coffee table beside the chair they were both some how sat in and leant back down to kiss Blaine teasingly on his neck. Blaine stretched his neck out and groaned while he tried to pull Kurt closer to him by gripping helplessly at the boys waist. As Kurt became distracted by Blaine's ticklish touches he started slowly slipping off of the boy below him.. Both boys seemed oblivious to this fact and continued softly nipping at eachothers lips until it was too late. Kurt began clawing at the coffee table as he slid off of Blaine's stomach, magazines and take away menus flew off of the edge of the table and finally Kurt nudged the coffee mug. It toppled off of the edge of the table just as Kurt hit the floor, it smashed into pieces and the coffee sloshed all over the carpet. "Kurt! Kurt are you okay?" Blaine knelt down beside Kurt, helped him sit up and started fumbling with his hair and shirt. Kurt swatted him off gently "I'm fine really, stop fussing" he chuckled under his breath and pushed Blaine away with his hands. Blaine grabbed his wrists as Kurt began to pull away and laced them behind his neck "Can't you let me worry about you for just once?" he grinned and pulled Kurt onto his lap "Nope" Kurt smirked and leaned in toward him..

A sharp knock came from the door and the two boys glanced up. Kurt carefully stood up -making sure he didn't step on any pieces of broken cup- and walked to the door. Once he opened the front door to the apartment he found a small sealed envelope on the door mat. He glanced down both ends of the corridor but could see no one there so picked up the envelope and carried it back into the apartment. He handed it to Blaine who read the scrawled text on the front of the envelope it said:

'Mr Anderson, please read the letter inside and all will be explained'

Blaine hurridly flipped the envelope over in his hands and tore open the flap. He pulled out a small letter and let the envelope drop to the floor, his eyes scanned over the text as a grin began to spread across his face. Finally he looked up to Kurt and still with that mischevious smirk on his face said "Grab your coat Hummel, we've got a new case to solve"