So here we also have a story without a prompt...BUT despite the NO PROMPT part, I LOVVVVEEE this story. As always leave prompt ideas in the review section and enjoy!

5. Thunderstorm

"Thanks again for dinner Mrs. Hudson-Hummel." Blaine said, giving the beaming women a hug. "Its always a pleasure Blaine. And please, call me Carole." Blaine turned to face his boyfriend. "Ready?" Kurt said, taking the boy's hand. Blaine gave him a small nod, and the couple headed towards the door. "You two be careful. I heard that a storm is coming." said a voice coming from the couch. "Don't worry dad." Kurt said following Blaine out the door.

Outside the sky had grown dark. A few drops of rain began to fall, leaving wet spots on Kurt's sweater. Seeing the look of panic on his boyfriends face, Blaine gave Kurt's hand a small squeeze of reassurance. "We can stop driving if it gets to bad." he said. "Yeah, I know that. I'm fine Blaine." Kurt said making his way over to the car. The boys released each others hands and climbed into the car. Kurt stuck the keys into the ignition and the engine roared to life. He slowly backed down the driveway, humming Teenage Dream as he went. A few minutes later rain was coating the windshield, making it hard to see a few feet ahead. "We should stop somewhere Kurt." Blaine said, biting his lip. "I know, but I cant find anywhere to pull over." Suddenly an all to familiar building came into view. Blaine raised an eyebrow at Kurt, and in response he shrugged his shoulders and pulled into the McKinley High School parking lot.

Once inside, sopping wet and laughing, Kurt had an idea. "Follow me." he tugged Blaine's hand and the two ran down a long hallway. This particular moment caused a major session of deja vu for both boys. They stopped when they reached a set of double doors. "Okay so we have to stay hidden or else Rachel will accuse us of spying." Kurt rolled his eyes at his own words. "Are you going to make me feel like a little kid Kurt Hummel?" Blaine said pulling Kurt into an embrace. "Maybe, but your going to love me anyways." Kurt smiled into his boyfriend's shoulder. "Always." Blaine muttered. Kurt pulled away, his mouth was broken into a mischievous grin. "Now lets go piss off Rachel and maybe risk our lives in the process." Blaine being the dapper gentlemen he was, held the auditorium door open as Kurt slid in between two rows of chairs and gestured for Blaine to do the same. Mr. Schuster sat a few rows away from them taking notes on a pad of paper as the New Directions danced around on stage. Halfway through the song Rachel's eyes flickered to the back of the room where they were crouched. "Mr. Schuster!" she screeched. The fellow glee clubbers stopped in their tracks. "Yes Rachel?" the male teacher asked. "Spies." she hissed, her eyes narrowing. Blaine turned to face Kurt, "Should we reveal ourselves?" he whispered. Kurt suddenly had an evil glint in his eyes, "I have a better idea." Kurt cleared his throat then yelled so that the whole auditorium could hear him, "Ok Blaine, now that we know exactly what the New Directions are doing for Regionals we can go back to Dalton." In his mind he silently counted to three, one...two...three...Rachel's face was now hovering inches from where they were sitting on the floor. "Kurt Hummel, you spill our set list and ill..." she paused, not knowing what to say next. "You'll do what Rachel?" Blaine batted his eyelashes innocently up at the scowling girl. She turned on her heels and stormed back to where Finn stood on the stage.

It was then that Kurt and Blaine stood up, brushing off of their jeans. Mr. Schuster started walking towards them, looking confused, "Kurt...Blaine...what are you doing here?" "We were on our way back to Westerville, but then a storm kicked in so we had to stop somewhere. We saw McKinley and...well...here we are. The storm is pretty bad, I don't think any of us would be able to make it home." Kurt finished talking, by now Mr. Schuster had made his way to where the couple was standing. "Ok guys, it looks like we're stuck here for the night. Everyone call your parents and let them know." "I don't have my phone. I traded it so that Lord Tubbington would give me back my lunch money." Brittany said. "Um...ok, you can use my phone Brittany." Mr. Schue said, handing her a black flip phone, "Kurt, Blaine, can you two go check on the storm?" The boys quickly nodded, then hurried back into the hallway.

"I want to show you something." Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear. He shivered as his boyfriend's warm breath tickled the back of his neck. They slowly walked through the high school until they reached a small room. Memories filled Kurt's mind as the choir room came into sight. "I usually sat right here." he said pointing to a chair near the back of the room. Blaine plopped down in the chair and Kurt almost immediately sat down next to him. He leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder. "Aw, you miss them." he said, running his hands through Kurt's brown hair. Kurt sighed, "Yea, sometimes, but I cant come back. Its not safe." Blaine pulled the older boy into his lap, causing a squeal to escape from his mouth. "I love you, you know." Blaine said into Kurt's thick hair. "I love you too," Kurt said quickly before flipping himself around so that he was straddled on Blaine's lap, "More then you will ever know." Kurt pulled Blaine's face to his, and then they were kissing. Blaine moved his arms so that they were around Kurt's waist, and pulled him closer. It was only when they remembered that oxygen was a vital part of life that they stopped kissing. Kurt giggled, making Blaine cock his head to the side. "What's so funny?" he asked. "We just had our first kiss in a high school choir room." Kurt said laughing while he spoke. "As long as your with me all of our kisses will be perfect." Blaine said reattaching their lips. "And all of our kisses will be perfect as long as I'm with you." Kurt muttered against his boyfriend's lips.

30 minutes and a few kisses later, the couple walked back into the auditorium. "We're back!" Kurt called out. "I thought the monster living in the walls kidnapped you." Brittany said from her position on the floor where she was braiding Tina's hair. "Uh, no, we're ok Brittany." Blaine said, confused. "So, how's the storm?" Mr. Schuster asked. "Well, we, uh, never really got around to that." Kurt whispered, a blush appearing on his cheeks. "Wanky!" Santana smirked. "Santana!" Kurt groaned.

Blaine was lying across an auditorium seat, his head in Kurt's lap. HE had pushed up the armrest so that they could rest comfortably. Kurt's hands were playing with his un-gelled hair. Blaine had finally given into Kurt's pleading for him to wash all the product out after he had confessed to never having worn his hair without gel in public. Blaine shut his eyes and nuzzled his head into Kurt's side. "Comfortable?" Kurt whispered. "Very." he muttered. Kurt then leaned down and planted a tender kiss on his forehead. "Go to sleep darling." His lips softly moving against Blaine's perfect skin. "Night." Blaine yawned, squeezing his boyfriend's hand tightly. His lips were met once more by Kurt's, then they both drifted off to sleep.