A/N: another chapter in under 4 days! Yay!

Chapter 13

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As the end credits for Rent rolled up the screen, Blaine blinked back from his daydream. His dreams were starting to leak into his daily thoughts more and more often, he frequently found himself slipping into a daydream stemmed from something as simple as his fingers brushing Kurt's as he passed over a coffee at the Lima Bean.

He looked down at said boy, who was now curled up against his chest, sleeping soundly, a little smile on his face as he dreamed, turning his face into Blaine's neck.

An electric shiver ran down his spine, making his toes tingle as he felt Kurt's breath in his ear, a content sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated just staying here forever.

But he eventually had to admit defeat when his back began protesting at the awkward angle his spine had been set in for roughly 7 hours. He buried his nose in Kurt's hair and inhaled the delicious honey smell that seemed to naturally come from Kurt, before gently shaking Kurt's shoulder till he woke up enough to stand – with help from Blaine – and hobble towards the door, leaving the DVD's for now.

They say 'Property of Kurt Hummel' on them; everyone knows not to touch Kurt's stuff for fear of angry Kurt. A truly terrifying sight. Sexy as hell. But scary.

Blaine half walked beside half carried Kurt up the stairs to the dorm where he managed to open the door and keep Kurt upright, once inside he lowered Kurt onto his bed and took off his boots and socks, leaving him in his soft cashmere sweater that came down to his knees and a pair of leggings, he pulled the linen sheets over Kurt's now soundly sleeping body, dropping a light kiss onto his forehead and stroking his fingers across the back of his hand.

He watched him sleep for a few minutes before deciding it was incredibly creepy to watch your friends sleep, no matter how close you were. Blaine stripped himself of his own shoes and socks and changed into his favourite royal blue pyjamas that Kurt had insisted he buy with some of his leftover birthday money. He slipped into bed and lay looking at the ceiling, letting himself be lulled to sleep by Kurt's gentle breaths.

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Jeff woke up as he usually did on a Saturday morning; curled into a delicious cocoon of warmth, wrapped around his boyfriend, with his head on said boyfriends chest, their arms and leg tangled together causing a feeling of utter contentedness spread through Jeff's body, making the thought of moving or doing anything at all seem totally unappealing.

Memories of last night flickered through his mind, making him smile sleepily and press a kiss to whatever patch of skin Jeff's lips happened to touch as he opened his eyes for the first time that morning to see his boyfriend looking down at him with a similar look of pure blissed-out happiness to match his own.

"Hi" Jeff whispered

Nick smiled at him adoringly "hi" they shared a sweet kiss, ignoring their morning breath and cuddled together closer. If that was even possible.

After an hour they both got up and showered (separately, too much temptation when showering together, they just end up dirty again)

Once dressed, they walked hand in hand to the cafeteria and sat at their usual table and waited for the rest of the gang to arise from their own rooms, they were going to do more Christmas shopping today. Kurt and Blaine were the first to show up, both looking tired but well rested at the same time. They slid onto the bench opposite Jeff and Nick and made small talk while they waited for David and Trent – Wes had texted Nick to say he wasn't coming today but didn't say why, Kurt and Blaine shared a knowing look. – When something occurred to Jeff "Hey Kurt, did Sebastian find you by the way?" Kurt looked up from his conversation with Blaine to stare blankly at Jeff

"No, why, was he looking for me?"

"Yeah, he came to our room last night and asked if we'd seen you-" Kurt smirked, knowing perfectly well what they were getting up to in their room last night "-and I said you were in the TV room. He said you had a date or something?" Kurt gasped as he remembered. "Yes! Crap I totally forgot! Oh my god I was supposed to meet him!" Kurt quickly scrambled to his feet and pulled his phone out of his messenger bag and turned it on. 2 missed calls from: TheSexyMeerkat

"I turned my phone off last night when we were watching the movies!" Kurt pressed redial and held the phone to his ear, and huffing when it went straight to answer phone. "It's turned off. Sorry guys I should really go and explain what happened, I'll see you guys later" Kurt then turned and rushed from the cafeteria, nearly crashing into David and Trent as they entered and went to sit by a now depressed-looking Blaine.

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Kurt rang Sebastian's phone 2 more times with the same result before he reached his dorm, he knocked gently on the door and waited patiently for him to answer the door, Sebastian had a single so there was no roommate that he could possibly wake. He knocked again and received no answer, so he tried the handle. It was unlocked. He pushed open the door and gasped at what he saw inside.

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Wes was miserable. Wes was beyond miserable. Wes was so freaking tired of his life at the moment. He was also still pissed that Trent was still hanging round David like a fly. Giggling and joking and touching him All. The. Time.

It's not like he'd talk to you even if he didn't have his shadow following him all the time anyway.

Wes sighed and curled onto his side, pulling the sheets over his head, he buried his face in the pillow and groaned at the hot mess his friendship with David was now.

I have to do something. He can't keep ignoring me.

Oh please. You're too damn chicken to say anything. He's supposed to be your best friend and what? You can't even face him now?

His inner monologue was really starting to piss him off. It never just left him alone.

Oh I'll leave you alone. When you get over yourself and talk to him.

I can't!

You share a room with him, you see him every day. I'm just going to keep repeating this until you make it right. Fix this. Fix it!

Wes dragged himself from the warmth of his bed, if only to escape the voice that was still chanting in his head. He turned on the shower, trying to drown it out. To no avail. He was aware it probably was unhealthy to be hearing voices in his head, but he couldn't switch them off. Not for the lack of trying.

Once he was done he climbed from the shower stall and dried off a bit, he wrapped a warm towel around his slim waist and wandered into the room, going about his usual morning routine, thinking of the conversation he'd had with Kurt.

He's hurting Blaine. Unintentionally, but still. Blaine's feelings for him are written all over his face. They're so obvious that they care for each other. But does Kurt love Blaine? I think so.

Wes towelled his hair so it stuck up in clumps before brushing it into its usual style, smoothing down the unruly wisps that refused to be tamed. After which he fussed about his side of the room, making the bed and making it again just for the sake of it. His eyes strayed to the walls, to the pictures that were still dotted about. Snapshots of days at the beach, sleepovers, parties, Warbler performances, and of course, their wall of pranks. Or pictures of what happened just after said pranks, their favourite being 'the one in which Kurt was pissed' as they had affectionately dubbed it.

He spent the day wandering to various places throughout the school, ending up, as usual in the library.

It was after 6 by the time he got back to the room, rather than choosing to go to the cafeteria, where he knew David would be. With Trent.

Wes just wanted to go to bed and wake up two weeks ago when everything was good.

After entering the room he sat on his bed, just.. thinking. He looked over to David's side of the room, which was almost as neat as Wes'

He walked to David's dresser and stroked a hand over the soft sweater that was hung over the back of the chair, he looked around gingerly before picking up said sweater and holding against his body, relishing in the smell of David surrounding him like it used to.

Before he knew it, he was back on his bed, the sweater wrapped over his pillow and Wes' face buried in the soft fabric, inhaling the comforting smell of David. Of home.

Oh Davy, I love you.

He didn't get a chance to elaborate that thought before he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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A/N: Okay, so I know this chapter kinda sucks, but I'm actually getting to the PLOT now so yeah, exciting stuff. Hopefully.

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