This is an idea of Kurt and Blaine right after singing Baby it's cold outside. I have a long way to write till 2x10 but me and my beta were just chatting about it and I wrote it will talking about it. :)
They looked at each other shoulder to shoulder and Blaine looked him deep into the eyes. Kurt's heart pounded. There were just centimeters between them. He could feel Blaine breathing slightly heavy from their singing and dancing around the room and he was smiling so sweetly. Kurt could just lean over and kiss these lips he desired so often...
And then it was over and Blaine turned his head and chuckled.
Oh what did he think? Blaine was his best friend. He could feel a blush coming up and turned his head in the opposite direction, hiding his embarrassment and disappointment.
Blaine got up leaning down slightly and still smiling so totally unaffected from their duet.
On the way out Blaine passed a man. He seemed familiar but Blaine kinda felt the urge to get away.
He was two floors down when he noticed that he had forgotten his boom box.
But he couldn't get back.
All he could do was replay their duet. Every move and every smile Kurt had made.
It was strange.
They sang together so often why felt this so different?
And then there had been this one moment at the end... Kurt had sat beside him and smiled. Their voices floating together and he had looked so adorable.
Blaine had felt the urge to touch those lips. To follow the line they made when Kurt was smiling and more...
But Kurt was his best friend.
Yeah they flirted. But that was all playful... and not like serious... they were the only gay guys they knew... they were the only ones they could fool around like that...
And besides... maybe it was just the song?
He loved Kurt. He knew that.
Kurt was like the most brilliant person he knew. He was witty and smart and nice and the only person he could really talk to.
And he didn't want to risk that just because he felt ''something'' after singing a flirty duet.
Blaine shook his head and laughed at himself. How dumb he could be.
Kurt was too precious to destroy anything just because of one strange moment of teenage hormones.
He felt a little lighter when he continued his walk, searching for Wes or David to get a little distraction from his own stupidity.
He'd get the boom box later. Or just text Kurt.
He was sure that Kurt had already noticed him forgetting it and would be smiling because of it.