Disclaimer: I don't own.
A/N: Yeah, came up with this idea at work. Came about of 'I Want to Hold Your Hand' coming on the radio and me thinking of the last episode of Community.
For all of those who read my Puck/Kurt stuff, don't worry. I am still writing them. In fact, all of my stories deal with them. I just had to get this image out of my head and it doesn't fit Puck. So, Kurt/Blaine is shall be. Besides. I've loved Darren Criss longer than I've loved Glee. Not beta'd at all. Enjoy though.

"More tea, Blaine?" Kurt asked, holding up a small tea pot. Blaine had declared that they'd have a tea party after Kurt mentioned that he and his father used to have them; Blaine thought it sounded like fun and wanted to see Kurt smile.

"Please." Blaine held out his cup and thanked Kurt when he was doing pouring it. Sipping on his drink thoughtfully, Blaine asked, "Do you think that next time we should prop the blanket up with something instead of it just resting on our heads? And would like a scone?"

"I'd love a scone." Kurt reached out and grabbed one while thinking about his boyfriend's other question. "Well, I do think that just throwing a blanket over our heads doesn't make much of a fort. So, yeah, maybe next time we do this we'll bring chairs and stacks of things around my bed for pillars."

Nodding, Blaine took a bite of his scone, "It's still a nice fort we made. The simplicity makes it nice."

"I agree." Kurt said with a smile.

"What kind of tea are we having?"

"It's Lemon Rooibos Tea. Drank mostly in Cape Town, I think." Kurt answered simply. "Isn't it good?"

"Very." Blaine grinned. "Hey, Kurt?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think that maybe next time we have a tea party we can have some actual tea and not imaginary?" Blaine kept his face mostly blank but with a dash of hope.

Shaking his head, Kurt answered, "Not if we do it on the bed. I don't think we're ready for that."

"Okay then." Blaine took it in stride. "Still fun." Kurt grinned.

Wes and David backed up right after opening the door, upon seeing the lumps that appeared to be sitting on the bed under a blanket and hearing Kurt and Blaine talk about not being ready to do something on the bed. Once outside the room again they looked at each other. "They should really lock the door if they want to do that stuff."

"Maybe they're just voyeuristic?" David voiced.

Wes nodded slowly, "Could be." He paused a beat, "I think we should make a pillow and blanket fort. It'd be better than theirs."

"Awesome. Can we name it Fort Clive?"

"You speak as if we wouldn't name it Fort Clive." Wes chuckled.