Blaine didn't say anything. He really didn't trust himself to speak. Instead he opened his hand and pressed his palm against Kurt's cheek.

Finally he found words, but they weren't really a reply. "I love the way your face feels," he said quietly. It sounded a little lame, but he couldn't help but feel that way with his fingers against Kurt's cheek bone, with his thumb against Kurt's jaw.

His face was so angular, so beautiful. No wonder he couldn't get it out of his mind.