Pathetic Love (Klaine)

Ch.15

Saturday, March 20th, 2014

Burt frowned. It was 10 in the morning and his son still hadn't woken up. Which was odd for Kurt- especially because he was usually awake bright and early in the mornings, even on weekends. But not today. After trying to decide whether he should go check on him or not, he finally thought he'd better look. Just in case. Like what if he wasn't there and someone had kidnapped him? Or worse, he snuck out.

But Burt shook his thoughts willing them to go away and ventured downstairs, and toward into the hallway. He opened the door ever so quietly, and peaked his head around the corner.

He almost sighed out of relief until he realized he better be quiet. Just as he was about to leave, the movement of another body came into focus. He frowned, who the else could be here? Suddenly the top of a head appeared, jet black hair, and wild curls as the boy- Blaine Anderson non other was squinting at him.

Burt let out a chuckle at the wide eyes of the boy, who suddenly was scrabbling up into a sitting position, which caused Burt to chuckle a little bit more at the sight of his son rubbing his eyes and groaning for him to lay back down. Burt just waved a hand at the boy and left the bedroom. Closing it behind him.

Blaine fell back on the bed covering his face with his hands. He couldn't believe his own boss caught him in bed with his son. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes willing himself to wake up, before he turned on his side and gently shook the sleeping boy beside him.

"Hmm- leave alone!" He groaned. Blaine chuckled rolling his eyes as he shook the boy again until his eyes fluttered open. Widening at the sight of the bad-boy. "What are you doing here?" Suddenly very awake and alarmed.

"I stayed the night I guess? We both must've been tired." Blaine answered awkwardly, as he sat up beside him. "Oh and your father walked in."

"What?!" Kurt shrieked looking down at himself sighing happily when he realized he was still clothed. "How are you here? Why?"

"I wanted to apologize."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "I'm sorry- Blaine Anderson wanted to apologize to me?" He pressed a hand to his heart, which caused Blaine to push him slightly, but Kurt seemed to have lost his balance and was falling backwards, Blaine grabbed onto his wrist before he could fall though and pulled him back onto the bed. Kurt was face to face with him, cheeks burning red, as he blushed in embarrassment.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Don't use your sarcasm Mr Hummel."

"Mhm." Kurt huffed standing up as he brushed his uniform down. "I can't believe I slept in this thing."

Blaine chuckled standing up himself. "I can't either. What were you even doing up at 3 am?"

"N-nothing.." Kurt muttered. "Just thinking. I didn't even fall asleep until- until you came I guess."

"Me either." He admitted.

"We should go upstairs for breakfast before my dad comes down here again to check on what we're doing."

"Right." Blaine nodded glancing around the room- suddenly taking it in. "Lead the way."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Nope. I need to get myself ready first, you can take your own ass up those stairs and I'll be here showering."

Blaine wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Can I-"

"No!" Kurt said quickly. "Upstairs now Anderson!"

"Fine- fine, I'm going!" Blaine chuckled raising his hands as he walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway, before he began climbing the stairs. He quietly walked into the kitchen, silently grimacing when he saw the rest of the house awake in the kitchen.