Hmmm. Staying with Blaine was suddenly sounding like a very good idea. It had always been a good idea in the past. Blaine was an excellent cuddler. He was excellent at a lot of things, really, that people did in bedrooms. Yes, this was a plan he could agree to. A slow, smug grin tugged at his lips and he leaned closer.
"Golly, Blaine," he said, twirling one of Blaine's curls around his finger, "don't you know you're supposed to buy a fella dinner before you invite him to spend the night? Tsk, tsk."