Blaine kicked himself up off the ice and performed a double axle spin. He smiled to himself at his skills. He glanced at Kurt out of the corner of his eye, just to make sure he was watching.
He was, and seemed in awe at seeing his boyfriend air born.
This impressive move, however, was spoiled when Blaine's skates slipped on his landing, causing the warbler to fall. He landed squarely on his butt with a solid thud.
Kurt's hand flew to his mouth. To anyone else, it would seem to be a look of shock or worry. Blaine however, knowing his boyfriend, could plainly see the laugh the countertenor was attempting to stifle.
As Blaine sat there, another completely unrestrained laugh was heard behind him. He knew by the sound who it was, but still turned to face them. Sure enough, there stood Shane, laughing hard at his brother's misfortune.
"Wow Blaine," Shane managed to get out through his laughter, " quite an epic jump. Though, in my opinion, the landing needs a little work. Oh god! I don't think I've ever even seen Reed spill like that!" He laughed for a few more seconds before calming himself, his expression growing more serious " Ok, now that I've had my laugh, are you ok? You went down pretty hard!" Shane's face had grown to look concerned, worried at the fact that Blaine had yet to stand up.
" Ya, Shane, I'm ok. Just mortified that Kurt saw me screw up one of my ace moves!" Blaine chuckled.
He had to admit that his fall must have looked pretty spectacular to the others. Thankfully, not many people were skating on Dalton's frozen pond today, and even less of them had seen his epic mess up. Only three people were close enough to view it. There was Shane, his brother, who had seen and done a lot worse. There was Kurt, who may poke fun at him later, but wasn't the worst possible person in the world to have seen this. And there was Reed, sitting and watching from a bench on the side of the lake with a sprained ankle. Reed was his friend, his brother's boyfriend, and his boyfriend's roommate. These criteria, added to the fact that he was clumsy himself, made Reed an acceptable person to fall on his tail in front of.
"Good." Shane sighed as he relaxed from panic.
He shot a thumbs up over at Kurt, who had himself gone bug-eyed when Blaine didn't get up. He then turned back to his brother. "So, bro, are you gonna get off the ice, or are you trying to get a soaking wet butt?"
"Um, in a minute..." Blaine said nervously.
"Why? What's wrong?" Shane asked curiously.
Blaine glanced up at his little brother, his eyes saying all.
Shane smirked. "You're afraid of falling on you seat on the ice again. Don't worry. Here, let me give you a hand up."
He extended his arm and Blaine took his hand. Using the leverage Shane provided, he slowly got to his feet.
Once again stand up right, Blaine brushed the snow from his pants. "Thanks bud." He said blushing.
"Anytime bro!" Shane smiled as he skated away.