Slushied
'Cold. Cold. Cold,' muttered Kurt disgruntled as he hurried towards the men's room to wash off a fresh slushie facial. It had only been a matter of time, of course, now that he was back at McKinley. Although he had missed his friends here, the glorious absence of slushies had been one of the main advantages of Dalton.
After washing off as much as possible of the icy cold red goo, he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He smiled a little at himself, checking his hair. It seemed slushie-free. As long as his hair was okay, everything would be fine.
The door opened and a panting figure dashed in, feeling his way to the sinks. He was blinded by the blue liquid dripping from his dark curls and scruffy face.
'Blaine!'
'Kurt?' gasped Blaine.
'I can't believe those bullies!' Kurt said angrily, helping his boyfriend get rid of the icy substance. 'You've been here for what, like a day?'
Blaine smiled through the slush on his face. 'You know it was only a matter of time, Kurt. And I knew it, too. As soon as we entered through those doors as a couple, we pretty much agreed on getting slushied daily.'
Kurt wiped the blue liquid from Blaine's eyes. He smiled sadly at him. 'I just hoped they'd, you know, stick to their regular slushie routine. I hoped they wouldn't get you into this mess.'
'I don't care,' Blaine said, taking Kurt's hands from his face. 'I mean – yeah, it's cold and sticky and slushies are downright disgusting to begin with,' – Kurt chuckled softly – 'but I really don't care. If this is what it takes to be able to be with you, than that's fine by me.'
Kurt looked at the ground for a moment, blushing ever so slightly. He felt a little guilty for dragging Blaine into this, but after hearing what his boyfriend had to say, he started to feel a little less uneasy about the whole situation.
'Hey,' Blaine suddenly said, wiping something out of Kurt's hair. 'Did you get slushied too?'
Kurt looked up, grinning a little. 'Yeah. I just finished cleaning up when you stumbled in here.'
'Looks like you did a pretty sloppy job,' Blaine said, taking a step closer to Kurt. And before Kurt knew it, his boyfriend was licking his neck and burying his fingers in his neatly sculpted hair. Kurt let his hands roam free in Blaine's ungelled curls and decided that getting slushied everyday didn't seem like such a bad prospect after all.