Nothing Like It
"No," Blaine mouthed, kissing their clasped hands, denying his boyfriend once again to the new line of Marc Jobs that was mocking him through the glass. He received a playful smile as the brunette went ahead and walked right into one of the many clothing outlets of the Westerville mall.
The raven haired teen rolled his eyes halfheartedly as he followed the fashionista into the store. He took a seat on one of the sofas as he watched with the utmost interest the amazing facial expressions that his boyfriend was wearing whenever he was browsing through anything, nothing in particular. Though, Blaine could never get tired of being easily captivated by each and every movement of those beautiful features.
"Blaine!" The now shorter of the two chirped happily, raising a purple vest, he received light pout as Blaine shook his head and laughed. He got to his feet, and made his way to Kurt. He no longer had to look up to the mix of aquamarine and turquoise eyes; he was now taller, by three inches. He remembered the day Kurt looked up to him and accused him of stealing his boots, one of the most pointless arguments they ever had just because his boyfriend refused to look down.
"Three Years…" He smiled, watching the other male pushing around the hangers, but suddenly he stopped, breaking Blaine from his traversing thoughts. Kurt smiled brightly, and he laughed fondly as he continued browsing.
"Yeah," his eyes following the hangers once again, "It's almost unreal."
Blaine raised his brow in question, looking to his significant other; he placed his hand on the slightly smaller one. "On the contrary," he smiled, pausing as the shorter of the two looked at him through the long flirtatious lashes. "It's nothing like the fairytales or in the movies."
"It's something completely different," Kurt stated, eying his boyfriend curiously.
"You're right," Blaine chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around the petite male's waist.
"It's… Real."
I feel horrible that I only write when the series is going, and the fact the Glee has me wrapped around it's finger- means I need to start digging into Mr. Anderson's character, it drives me nuts that I really don't know what's going on in that hopeless romantic head of his. The fact that he was completely contradicting this past week, made me really want to punch Blaine in the face.
I'm updating with more, sooner then later.