Blaine was able to pull up a smile to offer his boyfriend as he brought his hands up to cup his face gently between them and leaned in to kiss him. He lingered softly against his lips, kissing him almost reverently, like they had all the time in the world. Maybe they did. Maybe they didn't. Maybe one of them wouldn't make it past tomorrow. The thing was, they had no way of knowing anything beyond the fact that they needed one another, now more than ever.
Trying to find humor in the situation, Blaine joked quietly against Kurt's lips, "It took the apocalypse for your dad to let me sleep in your room, Kurt."