I always wanted to actually see Kurt and Blaine singing Perfect in the car, so I wrote a drabble about it.
I do not own Glee or Perfect by Pink.
Kurt sighed as leaned his forehead on the car window next to him. It was quite hot that day, even as the sun set down behind them, another wonderful summer day turning into night. It was a great day. He and Blaine had gone on a small picnic in Blaine's large backyard and had taken a nap on top of the blanket, warmed by the sun.
But as he watched the sunset from the passenger side of the car, Kurt couldn't help but feel a little sad. Summer was almost over and they would have to school soon. He would go to McKinley and as much as he discussed it with Blaine, he would go to Dalton. Actually, they haven't really made a solid decision but that's what Kurt guessed would be Blaine's decision.
He sighed softly. He wanted his senior year to be the best and the only way it would be is if Blaine was at his side. It was selfish but it was true. He was truly his happiest alongside Blaine. And could anyone blame him? He was in love. But come September, it would all go away.
He closed his eyes. Kurt really didn't want to think about it.
Blaine side eyed him when they got to stop sign and reached out for his hand. Kurt gripped it, but he didn't look up from the window. Blaine could guess what was going through Kurt's mind.
He wasn't the best when it came to talking about feelings…but he did know a way to convey them. Blaine pulls over and stops the car, pulling his hand away gently. Kurt was so distracted by his own thoughts, he had no idea they weren't moving anymore.
Blaine took out his Ipod and hooked it up to the car stereo, looking for the song he'd been planning on singing to Kurt a while ago. Grinning softly as he found it, he lets the beginning of the song fill the car and begins to sing, taking Kurt's hand in his own.
"Made a wrong turn, once or twice.
Dug my way out, blood and fire.
Bad decisions, that's all right.
Welcome too my silly life."
Kurt whipped his head up, mouth twitching into a smile. He knew what Blaine was doing and laughed. A Pink song. Of course he would. Grinning, glad to have made his boyfriend feel better, Blaine prodded his shoulder to get Kurt to sing it with him. Kurt laughed and nodded, breathlessly entering the chorus,
"Pretty, pretty please!
Don't you ever, ever feel!
Like you're less than, less than perfect!
Pretty, pretty please!
If you ever, ever feel, like you're nothing, you are perfect
to me!"
Kurt laughed out loud as Blaine started to do gangsta signs as he rapped along with Pink. They were both laughing so hard by the end of it, they didn't notice when the song skipped to the next one. They leaned back on their car seats, just watching each other, smiles lit on their faces.
"Must you repeat every line I sing?" Kurt asked, teasingly.
Blaine chuckled, "Of course. I'll always take my cue from you, since we complement each other so nicely. It's only right that I follow your lead." Kurt laughed softly, "And they say you're not a romantic."
"I only try for you."
Kurt hummed and leaned closer to chastely kiss the corner of his mouth and muttering against his lips, "I love you."
"I love you too. And it's true," Blaine replied. Kurt hummed again, too lazy and comfortable to lean back, "What's true?"
"You'll always be perfect to me."