A/N: this was inspired by a tumblr post.
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"Hey, Kurt are you feeling better?" Blaine said, walking into their apartment. Kurt was sitting on the couch rolled up in a blanket, with his laptop. Kurt looked at him and his eyes widened. "Oh my gaga, you're, um, home early." He quickly closed his laptop, tossed it aside, and for some odd reason, took a pillow and put it over it, as if he were smothering it. Blaine walked over to him and crouched down so they were at eye level.
"Kurt, did you say you were sick so you could read fanfiction again?" Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes and practically melted. Damn him for being so cute, damn, damn, damn. Kurt looked the other way. "No, no…maybe…yes." Blaine sighed. "Well, I'm curious. Can I take a peek?" The countertenor's eyes widened in what looked like fear, almost. No, no no no, you can't! It's, um, it's completely confidential. VERY. Very confidential. You have to do a bunch of stuff to read it, it's really really secret."
"Love, if you didn't want me reading it, you could just say no." Blaine said, kissing Kurt's lips. Kurt kissed him back and smiled. 'If he ever knew what I was writing, he would kill me.'
Night soon came and washed away the daylight. Kurt was sound asleep. Blaine quietly tiptoed to his laptop and opened it. Luckily, Kurt didn't have a password. He noticed that Microsoft Word was open still, and so was the internet. He clicked on the webpage and saw that Kurt was reading some Junjo Romantica fanfiction. He stared at the page and started skimming through it a bit.
'I don't see what's so bad about this, it seems normal…wait. Wait! Oh my god, no way. They aren't doing that. They CAN'T be doing that…' Blaine turned around to make sure Kurt was still asleep. He was. He turned back to the laptop and skimmed through the page again and stared at it blankly for a couple of seconds.
'Oh my god they are. Seriously. They're getting it on and…' He bit his finger. 'Calm it down, Blaine…now is not the time to get a boner.'
He clicked on the Word document and it opened.
'OH MY GOD.' Blaine crossed his leg as he tried to stop the hardening in his pants. Kurt was writing. About them, And oh God, it was so deatailed and perfect, every kiss, every touch, every thrust that he made was all listed there. Blaine let out a shaky sigh and took the laptop as he walked towards the bathroom.
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"YOU DIDN'T." Kurt said, leaping out of bed. Blaine smirked. "I did." The fasionita ran iver to his laptop and checked his Fiction Press. His story was uploaded there, and.."Oh my gosh, it has 200 reviews? In ONE night?" He turned to Blaine. "How did you…" Blaine smiled. "Well, tumblr helps a lot, Kurt, if you haven't noticed. The post I put up with the link of the story has over 2,000 notes and many, many suggestive comments." Kurt blushed. "I can't believe you read that." Blaine stepped towards him. "it's okay. You should pretend sick more often."
He softly pushed Kurt onto his bed. "Now, what do you say we work on the next chapter?"