A/N: I started a collection of Klaine drabbles. Hope you enjoy! :D

"Promise you won't say a word. Not to anyone."

"Kurt, I really think Blaine ought to know about this."

"Wes, I swear to whatever rainbow colored rabbit that resides in the clouds, if you so much ashint about this to Blaine, I will kill you. And I swear it will be a slow, painful death."

"Alright, alright. Geez Kurt, no need to threaten a man. I'm only trying to be helpful."

"Just go watch the door. Let me know if he's coming."

"Fine," Wes grumbled and took his position as lookout right outside the door the Blaine's Dalton dorm room.

Kurt immediately went to rifling through his boyfriend's things. There had to be something here that would give Kurt a clue as to why Blaine was acting so off lately. He search fruitlessly through Blaine's bookcase and closet. Eventually Kurt decided to check the one place every boy thought was a safe hiding place, under Blaine's bed. Kurt really hated the fact that he would have to get on his hands and knees to look, ruining his pristine designer clothes in the process, but some things were just more important. So, Kurt begrudgingly got down and peeked under the bed frame. What met his eye was not at all what he was expecting.

"Kurt!" Wes exclaimed as he quickly strode back into the room. "Blaine's right down the hall. He'll be here any minute."

Kurt quickly shot his hand underneath the bed and grabbed the unusual object, sticking it into his pocket as he scrabbled to stand up. Right as Kurt got to his feet, Blaine unceremoniously entered the room.

"Kurt? Wes? What are you two doing in here?"

Kurt gave Wes a scathing look. Wes knew that was his signal to leave.

"Nothing, Blainers. Gotta go. See you later at practice. Bye Kurt." And with that, Wes quickly scurried out of the room.

Blaine watched him go, partly bemused and partly amused at his friend's antics.

"Guess he had something to do," Blaine commented.

"Blaine, what was this doing under your bed?"

Kurt held up the offending object for Blaine to view. Blaine blushed and snatched the object from Kurt's hand.

"Where did you find Mr. Snuffles? I've been looking for him for days." Blaine cradled the stuffed penguin close to his chest while Kurt rolled his eyes affectionately.

"You're such a dork. I can't believe you actually kept that."

Blaine pouted. "Why would I ever get rid of him? He reminds me of you."

Kurt sighed dramatically, flinging his hands into the air. "I'm in love with a dork."