20 Year Old Lover, prompt #32: (more of) Kurt’s 20th birthday.
Set right after prompt 23. ~9,000 words.
Kurt wakes up thinking it’s too warm and he whines into the pillow because the window needs to get opened, but then there’s an even warmer body pressing his own into the mattress and if it wasn’t hot before it most certainly is now.
“Morning, sunshine,” Blaine says, far too chipper with a smile in his voice.
Kurt gruffs into the pillow, arms wriggling out from where Blaine’s got them pinned to slide them in under his head. “Too hot. Sleep.”
“You’re so eloquent in the mornings,” Blaine says and kisses the top of his head before the bed bounces with the force from Blaine getting up. “Wake up!”
