Kurt was woken up suddenly by the loud music blasting from his phone. He groaned, quickly silenced it and then placed it back on the coffee table. Only then did he become aware of the warm body lying next to him, and the fact that he wasn't in is bedroom.

And then suddenly, it all came flooding back to him. Blaine and he had planned to go over to Blaine's house to study after school, but they were both so tired by the time they got there that they just collapsed on the couch and promptly fell asleep.

Blaine, who slept through the noise, was looking particularly gorgeous. His hair was ruffled and his curls were fluffed up; but his face was completely relaxed. He looked completely serene.

Kurt almost didn't want to disturb him, but he really had better get going, other wise his Dad would start to ask questions.

"Blaine." Kurt said, shaking the boy slightly.

No response.

"Blaine," Kurt spoke louder this time, "Blaine sweetie, I have to go."

Blaine groaned and tugged Kurt closer to him.

"No, don't leave me…" he mumbled.

Kurt chuckled at how needy his boyfriend is when he's tired. He ran his hand through Blaine's unruly curls and peppered his face kisses in an attempt to wake him up.

"Come on, Blaine. My curfew's in an hour, and you know what my dad's like."

"But baby, it's cold outside…"

Kurt sighed.

"Fine, I guess I can stay a little while longer…"

Blaine looked up at Kurt and smiled sleepily, which made Kurt's heart flutter. He then snuggled in close to Kurt's side and sighed happily.