Give It All Up For Me

Silly Love *Part One*

It's been a few hours since Blaine has been over. They had so much fun. Kurt found out that Blaine has a Harry Potter obsession, loves redvines, and more. Blaine found out that Kurt loves fashion, coffee (not-fat mocha with extra foam to be exact), and more. They were really getting to know one another.

Kurt: Do you want to spend the night?

"Sure, I'm lonely back at Dalton, I would rather spend my whole life here then to be at a place that has all of my friends." Blaine said sarcasticly.

Kurt blushed at the "spend my whole life here" part, even though he knew that Blaine was being sarcastic. 

Blaine saw him blush, but decided to shrug it off.

 "He has an adorable blush. Stop thinking about him!" Blaine scolded his thoughts.

Kurt: But seriously do you want to spend the night?

Blaine: If that's what takes you to shut up, then sure.

Kurt whacked Blaine in the head.

Blaine: Ow, that so did NOT hurt.

Kurt whacked him again.

Blaine: Okay, okay. Jeez, get a sense of humor.

Kurt was about to whack him again but Blaine whacked him back before he had the chance.

Kurt: OW! That actually hurt a lot.

Kurt rubbed the spot that Blaine had hit.

Blaine: Sorry, I'll get you ice.

Kurt nodded.

Blaine came back with an ice pack and ice cream.

Kurt: Thank you. Is that my-

Blaine: Yes, and it's the last one.

Kurt gasped.

Kurt: What? Give that back!

Blaine licked the whole Popsicle.

Blaine: Want it now?

Kurt wrinkled his nose.

Kurt: You are disgusting.

Blaine: Thank you.

Kurt was about to shoot another insult at him when the front door opened.

Kurt: Dad!

He ran up to give his dad a hug.

Burt: Hey there kiddo. Who's he?

Kurt: Oh, this is Blaine. Blaine meet my dad.

Blaine shook Burt's hand.

Blaine: Pleasure to meet you.

Kurt was in shock, he had never heard Blaine that nice. Like ever!

Burt: Same here. So is he your-

Kurt blushed, no blush wasn't the word. It looked like someone painted his face red, then shoved it in red dye.

Blaine: No, he and I are just friends. Although you have one fine son here.

Kurt blushed even more, if that's even possible. His face was burning.

Kurt: I was wondering if Blaine could spend the night.

Burt: I don't see why not.

Kurt: Great! I'll just set up a place for him on the sofa and-

Burt: He can sleep in your room.

Kurt: What-

Blaine: Thank you sir.

Burt: Please, call me Burt.

Blaine smiled.

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Kurt: Do you want to tell me what that was about?

Blaine: If I'm gonna spend the night here, I'm gonna sleep on the bed. I could of stayed at Dalton for that couch.

Kurt: No, I know that, but sir? Pleasure to meet you? 

Blaine: It's called being polite, you should try it some time.

Kurt: But you're the exact opposite of polite!

Blaine: He doesn't have to know that.

Kurt sighed and shook his head.

Kurt: Some times, just some times.

Blaine chuckled. 

Blaine: Yes, some times you're an idiot. Wait, that's all the time.

Kurt narrowed his eyes at him.

Kurt: Fuck you.

"When?" Blaine said, winking.

Kurt: Asshole.

 "I said when, not where." Blaine said with a straight face. Kurt rubbed his temples.

Kurt: Remind me why did I let you stay here?

Blaine: You say that, but you know you love me!

Kurt blushed at the word "love". He chuckled.

Kurt: You wish.

Blaine faked gasped, he clutched his heart.

Blaine: I'm wounded. How could you say that? I think I'm going to die.

He buried his face in the pillow and pretended to cry.

Kurt: And I thought I was a drama queen.