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“So Kurt how’d you sleep?”

Kurt looked up from where he was spreading cream on his bagel and right into the face of Rachel’s very attractive brother, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere and was now leaning over the opposite side of the kitchen island Kurt was preparing his light breakfast at. Blaine’s expressive hazel eyes were trained on Kurt’s face - or rather more like the lower half of Kurt’s face and he had that smirk like he knew exactly the fluttering affect he had on Kurt’s insides.

 “Uhh… good,” Kurt answered before taking a small bite of the bagel just to have something to focus on. He couldn’t look at Blaine for to long or he’d start blushing like the school boy virgin he was.

“I’m surprised you were able to sleep at all with the hideous nightmare inducing pink color of my sisters walls… although the night mask is rather adorable.” Blaine’s eyes flickered up to Kurt’s head, and Kurt realized with a horrified gasp that not only was he still in his pajamas but his hair was a mess, he hadn’t done his morning skin care routine yet, and his sleeping mask was still strapped to his head where he‘d pushed it out of the way.

“Oh my god.” Kurt ripped the mask off quickly and blushed furiously. “I didn’t think anyone would be up this early - why are you up this early? You’re never up this early on a weekend.”

Blaine’s grin only grew wider as he stood up straight and snatched an apple out of the fruit bowl sitting between them. He took a bite, eyes never leaving Kurt, and Kurt swallowed thickly as he watched Blaine chew and then swallow - was chewing and swallowing supposed to be as erotic as Blaine made it look? “Gotta run to Dalton for Warbler practice. We’re performing for the Dean and some important guests of his Monday. I think he’s trying to get donations for the new Library or something.”

Before he could stop himself Kurt’s eyes raked down Blaine’s trim figure appreciatively, noticing for the first time that Blaine was in fact fully dressed and put together in his Dalton Academy uniform. “That would explain the uniform too then,” he stated trying to seem nonchalant, but Kurt knew he wasn’t fooling anyone with the way he had just eye fucked Blaine. Kurt could admit that the few times he’d seen Blaine in the uniform he’d had a bit of a staring problem.

“Oh no the uniform wasn’t mandatory today,” Blaine replied, coming around the island and letting his hand brush along Kurt’s lower back as he passed by him so close Kurt could feel Blaine’s warm breath brush his neck as he spoke. “I wore this just for you.” Kurt didn’t have time to react before with a wink Blaine walked away, the delicious smell of his cologne lingering in Kurt’s senses.

…oh my god.