Title: "A Journal Entry"
Rating: R, for lewd references.
Pairing: Klaine
Author: HotPink-Sunglasses
Notes:Blaine compiles a list of thoughts in his journal. Part 1 of 2. This never happened, though I wish it would. The partial sentences, fragments, odd grammar and all-over-the-place-ness is intentional. Set sometime in the latter half of season three. All canon is intact.
Here's what I know about you, Kurt…
-When you wink at me, I can't stop the corners of my mouth from sliding up into a grin.
-You pouted for hours when Finn wouldn't listen to your suggestion about changing the color of his hair, and scowled when I teased you about it.
-You like your coffee nothing short of scalding.
-You love the color blue, and once went on about how pretty Brittany's eyes were until I told you to shut up about it, already.
-You're ticklish right below your ribs
-It takes you exactly four seconds for you to unbutton my new jeans.
-You sing in the shower and think no one hears you.
-You have a mean right hook. I still wince when I remember making fun of your shirt when we were drunk that one night. (At yet another one of Rachel Berry's Houseparty Trainwreck Extravaganzas. Why did I let you bring me to another, especially after the first one?)
-I've finally got you to stop chewing on your thumbnail when you're nervous or pissed off.
-I can't help babbling incoherently when you lick a long, wet line from the small of my back to the back of my neck.
-You secretly love banana milkshakes, even though Mike once joked that they're gonna make you fat.
-Only I can call you "Kurtie." My God, the look that you gave Santana that one time, though…
-When I kiss your neck and move up to your jaw, breathing against your skin, you hum and sway, clutching onto me…
-Quinn's version of rum and Coke is your favorite, although it's too much Coke and not enough rum, in my opinion.
-You love 'Will & Grace," and once talked for hours about Megan Mullally's breasts.
-You're a good driver but tend to merely tap on the brake when you are supposed to completely stop. Tina always teases you about this, but you always protest that a tap is enough.
-The muscles in your inner thighs tremble when I kiss and nibble there.
-You love abstract paintings, and only I can stand to hear you obsess over them. Though you do tend to go on about them for a LONG time…
-When you're close, you grab onto me and moan. God, it drives me crazy.
-You sometimes hum in your sleep.
-You can't follow football for shit… although whenever I kid you about that, you narrow your eyes and get a little pissed off.
-I can always get you to warm up by scratching at the back of your head, your soft hair brushing against my fingers…
-You can always get Mercedes to giggle when you make that goofy face with the big eyes and lopsided grin… where in the hell did you dream that up?
-You have a tendency to stare off into space.
-When I'm inside you, I feel every bit of you, and I love it, I love how you feel.
-When you're inside me, I hold you close because I can't believe something so beautiful could love me, could wantme like you do.
-We make each other blush when we look at each other from across a room.
-Artie is the only one who's seen us do anything but kiss. I can't believe how bold you got at that Halloween party, pinning me up against the wall, grinding against me. Thank God Artie was drunk and thought it was some sort of hallucination. And that he's such a lightweight.
-We both cried the first time we made love, and then held each other close and laughed, simply from how good it felt.
-You like your toast with jelly… and occasionally, peanut butter.
-The bubbles in your soda always make your nose wrinkle. It's cute.
-You taste so good that I could stay with you for hours. I've done it, in fact…
-When you're drunk, you giggle A LOT.
-There's a hitch to your laughter when I say something snappy. That's what keeps me going and eggs me on… making those stupid jokes that you pretend to hate.
-When you come inside me, I always pull you in deeper, because I love feeling you…
-When I come inside you, I blather on about how I need you, I want you, and you just hold me close and love me, and it breaks me…
-I'm hopelessly and completely in love with you… forever…
-I'm going to show you this list, and then I'll show you just how much I love you.