Prologue
"Blaine, you have to be kidding me." Kurt was standing in front of his boyfriend, mouth slightly agape, eyebrow raised.
"It'll be fun!" Blaine insisted, doing a bizarre (and admittedly cute) dance to the word "fun."
"Driving 92 miles just for one night is not going to be fun, it's going to be ridiculous," Kurt said, fighting to keep the grin off his face, considering Blaine was still doing the "fun" dance. "Oh, no! No! No no no! Don't you give me that look, Blaine Anderson! We are not driving 92 miles to see Katy Perry at that is final!"
Blaine's puppy dog eyes became even more powerful as he said in a whimpering tone, "Don't make me open a can of pout, Kurtie."
Kurt crossed his arms and glared, then, knowing he was going to regret it, hissed, "Fine." Blaine's five-foot-eight frame erupted in cheers and more of the "fun" dance. He leaned in and kissed Kurt happily, to Kurt's shock and amusement.
"WOOHOO! THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOME!" Blaine shrieked, and Kurt couldn't help but laugh out loud at his dangerously spazzy but dangerously cute boyfriend.
Yeah, I know, I gots to be workin' on my other stories, but I saw Katy Perry in Milwaukee yesterday, and when she came out and sang "Teenage Dream" it was just like, BAM! Inspiration. And I did some research. She's playing Columbus, OH on September 13th. Columbus is 92 miles from Lima. Chya.
Until next time!