Kurt was sitting at his vanity applying various moisturizers when he heard Blaine wake up.

"Ugh... Where am I?" Kurt looked around the corner of his room and saw Blaine under a mound of blankets on his bed. He looked pretty groggy still even though it was almost noon.

"Well good morning, sunshine." Kurt said, unusually happy considering he had to drag Blaine through his house without waking anybody up.

"Kurt?" Blaine tried to sit up, but ultimately failed, so instead he went under the blankets once more. "Oh.. god. What happened last night?"

Kurt went back to the mirror to finish up the regimen. "You mean before or after we left Rachel's?"

Blaine groaned again. "Do I even want to know?" His voice was muffled under all of the bedding. "How about after. I'm pretty sure I know what happened before."

Kurt sighed deeply before getting up to sit at the edge of his bed. "Well, let's just see." He counted out the offences on his fingers. "You almost made me swerve off the road on the way back here." There was a groan from under the covers. "Almost knocked down my front door."

"Listen, Kurt I'm so sorr-"

"Oh, I am not done yet. You started singing Katy Perry at the top of your lungs. The only time you stopped is when I convinced you we were playing the quiet game."

"Come on, I wasn't that drunk.."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "You stood in my fire place and yelled "Diagon Alley"."

A curly head popped out under the covers. "Okay.. Maybe I was.." Blaine grimaced, "Kurt, man, I am so sorry. How can I make it up to you?"

Kurt thought for a moment. "You can help me clean up the dirt you threw around my living room."

"I threw dirt around your house?" Blaine asked incredibly.

"You said, and I quote, "Floo powder doesn't work anymore, Kurtie!"."

He groaned again. "Okay, I get it. I'm sorry." He squinted as he got up. "Kurt, do you have any medicine?"

"Yeah, it's in the nightstand."

"Thanks." Blaine riffled through the drawer before finding the bottle of ibuprofen.

"Oh, by the way.. Watch out for my dad.."

Blaine looked scared. "What why?"

"He kind of came in here while you were sleeping and saw you in my bed."