meme continuation. @avcntgarde​

      Fingertips mindlessly toyed with the hem of the pillow underneath his head, arm reaching up and back so he could trace the seam of the pillowcase.  A lazy night watching movies sprawled out on Kurt’s bed.  There wasn’t a better way to spend a weekend.  Not a single one he could think of.  When Kurt suggested he come over, Blaine was more than happy to accept. Spending time with Kurt outside of Dalton was becoming a habit.  One he was enjoying very much.

Sometime during the Elephant Love Medley–he ended up stopping toying with the cotton texture and loosely laced his arm around Kurt’s middle, head resting against the other’s shoulder.  A much better resting place than Kurt’s pillow.  So?  He told him.  Even if it interrupted another important scene nearly thirty minutes past him settling in.

Soft silk against his cheek.  The warmth of Kurt underneath it.  If he wasn’t careful–he was going to fall asleep and it’d be all Kurt’s fault for being so comfy.  Talking was a means of keeping himself awake as well as giving Kurt a well-deserved compliment.  As far as pillows went?  His friend was an A+.

“You’re welcome.  Only being honest,” he met Kurt’s gaze when he finally drew his attention from the movie away to get it.  Not realizing he’d had it all along.  His cheek pressed more firmly down and he just watched him.  An endearing smile lingered and he squeezed Kurt softly before relaxing again. Bare toes wiggled back and forth as he took in a breath and let it go in a content, quiet sigh.  Kurt’s eyes were so blue and green.  Was it okay to try to memorize every hue inside them?  You don’t really do that to friends, do you?  Didn’t stop him from wanting to..

“Thank you for inviting me over,” he squinted when he found gray, “It beats a quiet house.  Or staying at Dalton all weekend. Not that I mind that.  But this is much nicer.”