Blaine walked into his dorm room after a long day of classes. He had turned in two papers and taken three tests and a quiz that day. Saying he was exhausted was an understatement. He smiled as he opened the door and saw his boyfriend, Kurt sitting on his bed surrounded by open text books and papers. His phone was pressed between his ear and his shoulder and he was leaning over a book and high lighting a section in one of his text books in florescent pink.

"Yeah dad everything's fine," he said as Blaine walked to the edge of his bed and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek. Kurt smiled and said, "Yeah. Okay. You, too. Have fun with Carole tonight. I love you, too. Bye Dad." Kurt hung up the phone and tossed it on his pillow. Blaine dropped his bag on the floor and flopped onto his own bed.

"How's your dad?" he asked.

"He's good. It's his and Carole's anniversary tonight and he's taking her out. He's very excited about it," Kurt said. Blaine's heart swelled a few sizes at the sight of Kurt's grin. Blaine could be envious of Kurt's relationship with his father but in time Kurt's father became somewhat his own father too. Kurt's family always treated Blaine as if he were family too.

Blaine rolled onto his side so he faced the direction of Kurt's bed, "Come cuddle with me."

"Blaine, I'm studying for my history exam."

"It's not for two weeks. I had a bad day. Please?" Kurt looked over to see his boyfriend giving him a seemingly sad but hopeful look.

"Alright," Kurt sighed climbing off my bed. Blaine smiled triumphantly and opened his arms. Kurt slid into Blaine's arms and kissed him on the forehead, "Bad day, huh?"

"Yeah," Blaine said nuzzling Kurt's neck, "Had a lot of tests and papers and stuff. Didn't get to eat lunch because I didn't have money because I did my laundry yesterday."

"Aw, darling," Kurt cooed and rubbed soothing circles in Blaine's back.

"I need to get a job," Blaine said, "I need money to eat and do my laundry and take my boyfriend on dates." Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine's forehead again. Blaine pulled back enough to lean his forehead against Kurt's and look him in the eyes, "I just want to take my boyfriend out to do nice things on special occasions and sometimes just because."

"You're a sweetheart. I want to be able to take you places too, ya know."

"Aw you don't have to do that," Blaine smiled and cuddled as close as he could get.

"Hmm yes I do," Kurt said running his hands through Blaine's hair, "We'll look in the newspapers for jobs tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," Blaine said in a childlike tone as he nuzzled Kurt's neck again.

"Nap time?" Kurt asked smiling fondly. Blaine nodded and Kurt could only see the grin on his face. Kurt sighed knowing that Blaine had suckered him into a nap together. He sighed and glanced back at his homework and studying. He sighed again and cuddled back into Blaine and shut his eyes. His studying could wait.
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Blaine and Kurt sat in Central Park both looking through the stack of newspapers. Kurt was on his stomach and circling things in the paper. Blaine was reading through some of the listings but he wasn't finding anything very promising in the one he was looking through.

"Uh…there are a few food service places that have openings?" Blaine suggested. They, of course, were not looking for a job where they could work together but saying that wouldn't be a perk would be a lie.

"No way," Kurt said, "Only if desperate times call for desperate measures."

"Why so, babe?" Blaine asked. Kurt rolled onto his back and stared up at Blaine. He took Blaine's hand in both of his and softly stroked the back of his hand with his thumb.

"Because people can be rude," he said, "i don't think I could handle that with much ease. I would probably get fired. Plus I couldn't stand to see all the other gays who came in for food flirt with my beautiful man." Blaine blushed a little bit and brought Kurt's hand to his lips to kiss his fingertips.

"My heart belongs to you," he said, "and you know it."

"I know," he said, "Everyone else should know it too." Blaine smiled and laid down next to Kurt. He kissed his boyfriend's cheek.

"Come on," he said, "Let's keep looking." Kurt rolled back onto his stomach and they laid shoulder to shoulder looking through the classifieds together. Blaine leaned against Kurt's shoulder as he was starting to lose interest in the situation at hand.

"Oh!" Kurt exclaimed. Blaine jumped and looked at the paper, "What?"

"I found something interesting," Kurt said pointing to an article that read something about male models.

"Modeling?" Blaine asked in a confused tone.

"Yeah," Kurt said, "Please? Let's just try this. It's going to pay a lot. It looks innocent and if it isn't we'll leave."

"That's actually not what I'm worried about," Blaine said not looking at Kurt. He had always been a little subconscious about how he looked.

Kurt put his arm around Blaine's shoulder and kissed his cheek, "Honey, I know exactly what you're thinking and you are beautiful. You're the most beautiful boy I think I've ever seen and I still can't believe I found you. You would work this job like a pro. I promise." Blaine smiled and leaned into Kurt's touch. Kurt rubbed circles into Blaine's shoulder.

"I love you," Blaine said.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

"I suppose I'll try then," he said placing a small kiss to his boyfriend's lips, "Only for you though."

"Yay," Kurt said kissing Blaine again.
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Blaine sat on the bench outside the changing rooms after changing from the outfit picked out for him. He was waiting for Kurt to finish his shoot. Kurt was right it had been a pretty fun shoot and it was innocent. They were only needed for a few ads for subways and possibly magazines. Blaine was most excited about the pay.

Kurt finally emerged from the dressing room area dressed in the clothes he came from. He approached Blaine and kissed his forehead, "I told you that you would be a natural, sweetie."

Blaine smiled and he stood up and took Kurt's bag from him, "Not as natural you."

"Oh of course not," Kurt joked. The two exited the building and Kurt slipped his arm around Blaine's waist to bring him closer, "I'm so proud of you, Blaine."

Blaine blushed and kissed Kurt on the cheek, "Thanks. I'm proud of me too. Thank you for pushing me."

"What I'm here for, dear."