Blaine closed the front door behind himself, dizzy with the effect of Kurts kiss. He leaned back against his door, replaying the evening in his mind.

Theyd gone out to dinner after several weeks of playful flirting, only to find that their chemistry was borderline electric. They agreed to ditch the movie theyd planned to see in favor of going back to Blaine's apartment to marathon reality tv for a while. 

At least- that wouldve been the plan, had Kurt not initiated a kiss. And then another. And another, until Blaine found himself horizontal on his couch, grasping desperately at Kurts back and shoulders to steady himself. Theyd made out like teenagers for the better part of a half hour, the sounds of some crappy sitcom playing in the background.

Finally, after their lips were sensitive and Blaines pants had grown almost uncomfortably tight, they decided to call it a night. Ever the gentleman, Blaine offered to walk Kurt home- and blushed bright when he was teased for it.

"Its less than 30 seconds away,"  Kurt had reminded him.

"Still," Blaine pouted. "Its first date protocol."

"Is making out for an extended period of time also part of your so-called protocol?"

"No- that was a bonus."

He was rewarded with a soft smile and Kurt had grabbed his hand to lead him outside and to his own front door.

"I really did have a fantastic evening," Kurt told him, leaning back against the wall between their apartments. Blaine mirrored his position and reached forward to lace their fingers together. 

"As did I," he smiled.

Theyd leaned in at the same time, meeting in the middle for a gentle kiss that sent shivers down Blaines spine. He couldve stayed like that for hours, the barely there pressure of lips against his own a sensation he could easily see himself getting addicted to. After a moment of simply enjoying each others presence, they mutually pulled away.

"I suppose I should go inside now," Kurt said reluctantly. "Ive got class in the morning."

"Good night, Kurt," Blaine pressed one last kiss to his lips.

"Sweet dreams, Blaine," Kurt had told him before unlocking his door and disappearing inside his apartment.

Now Blaine was alone, his fingers hovering over his lips and a small smile on his face. He made his way to his bedroom, stripping down to his boxers and grabbing a set of comfortable clothes to sleep in. He flicked the light on in his bathroom and set the pajamas on the counter before turning on his shower. 

He paused when he heard a familiar sound coming from the other side of the wall.

"I was alone, I took a ride- I didnt know what I would find there!" Blaine tried his best not to grin and failed. "Another road where maybe I could see another kind of mind there!"

"Ooh!" He joined in and positively beamed when he heard Kurt cackling. "Then I suddenly see you, ooh! Did I tell you I need you-"

"Every single day of my life?" They harmonized perfectly. Blaine stepped into his shower and began shampooing his hair, continuing their impromptu duet.

"You didnt run, you didnt lie, you knew I wanted just to hold you," Kurt sang loudly, pausing to giggle, "and had you gone you knew in time wed meet again for I had told you!"

"Ooh," Blaine shot back, dispensing a bit of body wash into his loofah and creating a foam, "you were meant to be near me, ooh! And I want you to hear me-"

"Say well be together every day..." They both paused before simultaneously belting out the next line:

"Got to get you into my life!"

Blaine burst into obnoxiously loud laughter, beyond pleased that theyd been on the same wavelength enough to be such idiots together. He heard Kurt giggling on the other side of the wall and laughed harder, dropping his loofah in favor of clutching at his sides.

"Weve got to stop meeting like this," he finally said after another minute of hysterical giggling. This sent Kurt into another bought of laughter and Blaine grinned.

"Pardon me for being in a phenomenal mood," Kurt told him. "I happen to have had an excellent evening and couldnt keep myself from singing."

"Is that so?" Blaine beamed giddily, ecstatic that Kurt seemed just as infatuated as he was.

"Oh yes," Kurt continued. Blaine picked up his loofah and resumed his shower. "I just returned from a date with the worlds most perfect gentleman."

"How about that, I actually just came home from escorting the most absolutely gorgeous man Ive ever seen to his front door," he flirted, grinning into the spray of his shower head and rinsing himself off.

"What a crazy random happenstance," Kurt commented before giggling again. The water on his side shut off and Kurt sighed loudly. "As lovely as this has been, I am exhausted. Ill see you tomorrow?"

"You can count on it," Blaine pressed his palm to the wall, imagining that Kurt was mirroring him.

Maybe duets in the shower could become a thing for them. That would make an interesting story to tell their hypothetical kids.

(Spoiler: it does.)