This is set shortly after 2x14 BIOTA. I had the idea, and I wanted to write it out. I hope it doesn't suck too badly. Please review, even if you hate it, and especially if you don't. Enjoy, hopefully, and remember that I own nothing.

"Kurt," Blaine tried to get the boy's attention. The two of them were sitting on the couch in Kurt and David's shared dorm, watching America's Next Top Model. Kurt was really into it; Blaine not so much. He wasn't into fashion, and he wasn't into half dressed girls who were twig-like, and ugly as well. Not that he was into girls at all... He thought back to the whole incident with Rachel and shuddered internally. What had he been thinking?

Oh yeah, he hadn't been thinking. He probably made a fool of himself at the party. He'd acted like an idiot to Kurt, who looked up to him. He had had to be taken home by the poor boy, and passed out in his bed! But as horrible as it sounded, he didn't really regret that at all. Except that it might have upset Kurt. Suddenly the realization that he had never apologized hit him. He had to apologize. For everything.

"Kurt, I'm so so so so so so so so sorry..." Kurt's eyes remained glued to the TV until Blaine placed his hand on the smaller boy's shoulder. Slowly Kurt turned to look at it, before letting his eyes flick to the face of it's owner.

"I'm confused. What did you do?"

"I got drunk! And I kissed Rachel, and I slept with you! You got in trouble with your Dad! And then I fought with you, and dated Rachel and you ended up being right! And I didn't apologize. I'm sorry." Blaine's eyes were round with anticipation of Kurt's reaction.

Kurt's up until now blank expression turned into a smile, and then a laugh. "Blaine, all of this was within the last three days, and don't you think you would have noticed if I was mad at you?" Kurt's face was in an expression of pure happiness, that Blaine cared enough to apologize.

"Well I thought that was why you wouldn't acknowledge my existence when I was trying to get your attention." Blaine pouted.

Kurt's face blanked. "Oh. You were?"

"Yes, I was!" Blaine playfully poked Kurt in the side. Kurt shrieked and slapped his hand over the place he had been poked, as if he had been shot.

"Oh my god did I hurt you? There's no way that that hurt Kurt. Wait..." A look of pure devilishness overtook Blaine's apologetic face. "Are you ticklish?"

Kurt shook his head stiffly. Blaine made as if to pounce on Kurt. "So I guess you won't mind if I do THIS!" Blaine unleashed his hands on Kurt's ribcage, tickling his sides until Kurt was red in the face from laughter and screams. He had his arms wrapped around his sides as if to hold himself together from laughing. Blaine backed off for a while, going Kurt a false sense of security. In one swift movement, he grabbed Kurt's ankles and dragged him so that he was lying on his back on the couch. Before Kurt could react, Blaine threw a leg over him, and straddled him. All the air in Kurt's lungs whooshed out as his heart began racing. Blaine was on top of him. Blaine, the guy he was in love with, was straddling him. Fuck Tyra Banks and her skinny bitches. This was so much better.

"You know, you can surrender anytime, if you admit that you're ticklish. And that you like this." Blaine wriggled his fingers behind Kurt's knee, making him giggle.

"Ok! I'm ticklish. But I hate it. Get OFF Blaine." Kurt really didn't like being tickled, but with Blaine, he actually secretly loved it. Not that he'd ever say so.

"Nah." Blaine struggled to worm his fingers under Kurt's arms, where he was sure he'd be the most ticklish of all. Kurt kept his arms tightly clamped to his sides, making it impossible. There was no way he could tickle under both Kurt's arms, so he'd have to settle for just one. He used one hand to lift Kurt's arm over his head, and used the other to tickle, elicting loud screams of laughter for the boy on bottom, who was writhing under Blaine.

"Stop! Stop!" Kurt gasped, his face red and streaming with laughter induced tears. "Please! I give up! I surrender!"

Blaine laughed. "Of course you do. But you know what, I'm pretty comfortable like this. So I'm gonna stay."

"Blaaaaaaaaine!" Kurt whined, but it sounded a lot like a moan.

"Yes Kurt."

"Let me up!"

"Why?"

"Um, because um, JUST DO IT."

"No Kurt."

Kurt didn't have it in him to be mad at Blaine, since he looked so cute, all disobedient toddler. Adorable. The two of them just stayed like that a while. Neither of them heard the door creak open.

"My eyes! Oh god David, tell me when it's safe to look again." Wes upon entering the room placed both hands over his eyes, and refused to move from the spot.

"They're fully clothed Wes." David reassured him.

"Is that supposed to change the fact that Blaine is on fucking TOP of Kurt?" Wes cried.

The two boys mentioned seemed to have frozen to the spot, staring at Wes and David. Kurt spoke softly, " Do they think we..."

"I think they do. But we didn't. Why pass up the opportunity to make Wes squirm though?" Blaine winked.

"Blaine, don't. You can't do anything and still expect me to think of us as just friends."

"Who says I expect that? Third times the charm Kurt, and I want this, if you do."

With a shaky breath, Kurt nodded.

Blaine turned back to Wes and David. "Ever heard of knocking you two? God, Kurt and I were trying to have a private moment and the two of you just bust in. Now where were we babe?" Kurt knew Blaine was acting, but he also knew that this was going to be real. And he was scared. His eyes closed, and as he felt a pair of soft lips meet his own, and rough hands stroking his face and hair, he felt his partners black curls with his long fingers intertwined in them, and all the fear dissipated.

Wes and David looked at the two boys kissing on the couch, and then back at each other. Wes asked David incredulously, When did this happen?" David shrugged.

Soon after it had begun, he kiss ended. Blaine broke away, but still left his face close to Kurt's. Kurt stroked Blaine's stubbly face with a soft hand as he giggled quietly and smiled. "Rachel was right."

"Rachel? Right about what?" Blaine was in after kiss bliss and was kind of dazed by Kurt's kiss ability. Kurt smiled and pressed his lips to Blaine's again, making the older boy moan, "Mmmmmmmm, Kurt?" he broke away again. "Right about what?"

"Your face. Tastes. Awesome."

Hahahahahha. Loveeeeeed that quote. Drunk!Rachel is the best. And even though I hated them for kissing, it was undeniably HOT, and I was just as if not more jealous than Kurt. Omg, I so hope they get to freaking gether, because Blaine kissing Kurt would be hot like whoa. Until then, there's fanfiction. Thanks to all who read!