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It was a long day for one Kurt Hummel-Anderson at his work. His muscles were tired and aching like bitch and his mind was toggling between shutting down for a sleep and staying up for his love, who was currently as excited as a chipmunk about his day, just like everyday.
It was a daily ritual for the Hummel-Andersons to speak about their day to each other while cuddling close before they drift off to sleep and wind up the day. Today was no different. Almost.
Kurt loved to hear his husband rambling about his day at school and all the gossip from the teachers’ lounge. But right now, he just wanted to ask Blaine to let him sleep. He didn't know how. He didn't want to upset him. That was one of the only quality hours when both of them spent together on a hectic day, almost every day. He never knew how Blaine kept up his energy throughout the day and still managed to spill all the tea. It was impressive but now, he couldn't care less.
“And you know, Jared just told me that he was going on a vacation to Romania next month. You know? ROMANIA. I think we should go on a vacation too. It's been a long time…”
Kurt could hear only half of what Blaine was speaking by now. The words were wobbly and his head was floating around the clouds of sleep. He tightened the grip around his husband, trying to inform him that he just wanted to cuddle and sleep. He felt like he was hallucinating.
“Hey, you know about Mrs. Ursula, right? That bitchy Maths teacher who got married to her girlfriend last year? Yeah, she is pregnant now.”
“Yeah?”Kurt asked groggily, tightening his grip around his husband and scooted more to nuzzle into his neck.
“Yeah! Good for her! I mean she is bitchy to everyone but I’m sure she will be a good mommy. Reminds me of Santana. By the way, it’s been a long time since we chatted with her. Should catch up with her. I should put that on the reminder list.I don’t know what she is upto now…”
Oh, only if Kurt could find a mute button for Blaine’s talk now!
“...and now onto my snack today. I found this nice taco birria place near the school. So I dropped by with Jared and had a couple of tacos. It was so good! Oh my god, my mouth is watering now. I guess I should try making tacos one day…”
What was he talking about again? Oh tacos. Right. Kurt should make some day. Or did Blaine say he wanted to make it? He didn’t expect a dozen crispy tacos revolving around his exhausted head now. He was definitely hallucinating. Fuck.
“... Oh fuck, I forgot about something. I forgot to jot down our grocery list. Do you want anything speci- mmph”
Kurt scooted over more and used the last bit of his sanity to make sure Blaine’s mouth was full. He made sure their lips were connected enough and he was taking his breath. He could feel Blaine melting into their kiss and his jabbering was taken over by sweet moans.
Three seconds in and Blaine was trying to sync with Kurt. Four seconds and he was half way in. Five seconds and they were finally in sync. Six seconds in and they were full on making out and pulling each other into their realm. Seven seconds in and they were lost in each other’s comfort and kiss. Eight seconds in and they felt like teenagers again. Nine seconds and… well, they lost count.
They went for it, till their lungs cried for air. They broke the kiss with a big smack sound and Blaine’s eyes were glistening from the intoxicating kiss.
“Wow!” Blaine breathed.
Kurt’s smile was a mix of shy cuteness and giddy plead to be allowed to sleep.
“Honey, c-can we have this conversation tomorrow?” Kurt continued with his voice growing more hoarse and his yawns interrupting his addressing, “I am fucking exhausted and sleepy today. I promise you. I’ll listen to you going through all details of your day in the morning. I’ll even go for work late. Can you *yawn* let me *yawn* sleep now? *yawn* please?”
Blaine couldn’t help but feel sorry for his husband. His eyes were glistening and almost full for the tears to drain onto his cheeks. Blaine placed a chaste kiss on Kurt’s cheek dearly and he smiled like an adorable sleepy infant.
“Fine. Only if you make your special hot chicken Ramen bowl.”
“Yeah sure. I am going to sleep. Good night, Blaine.”
Kurt pecked Blaine’s forehead and nuzzled more into Blaine’s neck, falling asleep in a nick.
Blaine’s eyelids were drooping slowly and he shifted to facilitate Kurt more. He couldn’t help but let his heart melt and fall in love again with Kurt.
“Good night, Kurt”.