One.
"Kurt, why do you insist we try every store?" Blaine whined as Kurt dragged him into yet another Banana Republic. They were at an outdoor mall on one of their technically-not-a-date dates, and Kurt had gone inside every store today, refusing to let one pass uninspected.
"Because every moment of your life is an opporutunity for fashion, Blaine," Kurt hissed back playfully as they entered the store. The atmosphere automatically made Blaine uncomfortable and he kept his hand in Kurt's for support. It wasn't that he was scared, just, standing there with his hair gelled back in a bow tie and suspenders in the middle of a Banana Republic made him a little self-concious. And not to mention the absolutely immaculate boy standing right next to him, who's cheeks were turning a soft shade of pink at the contact.
A clerk made their way towards them. She couldn't have been more than nineteen and Blaine rolled his eyes inwardly. He looked around, trying to find the closest exit and was about to suggest they use it when she finally made her way over and said, "Welcome to Banana Republic." She looked Kurt up and down and Blaine hated what he saw in her eyes. He was used to being judged when he hung out with Kurt, but he wasn't used to watching him get checked out right in front of him. And the worst part is Kurt didn't seem to notice at all. "What can I help you with today?" she practically purred, taking a step closer to Kurt, her eyes on fire.
"Oh, well, actually I was wondering if -" Kurt walked off into the store, disconnecting his hand from his friend's as he began to tell the girl what he was looking for. Blaine almost seethed when he saw her shamelessly staring at his butt as he reached for something high on a rack. They seemed to be getting along swimmingly and Blaine found himself teetering back and forth awkwardly on his heels, trying to pretend he didn't want to rip that girl's head clean off her neck.
They made their way to the cash register and Blaine caught her writing something on his receipt. She handed it to him in the bag and said, "Come back soon," in a voice that really said "take off your clothes" and Kurt walked back over to him, a huge grin on his face.
"Well, that was a success!" he said cheerily, and Blaine's anger was temporarily lifted because he was just so adorable. They walked out of the store and back outside and Kurt was about to walk in to the next store when Blaine remembered.
"Um, Kurt, don't you think it was kind of weird? I mean, the way she was treating you?" he said, trying to hint as nonchalantly as possible at the fact that he'd just been thoroughly eye-fucked.
But he merely giggled and said, "What are you talking about? That's how I'm always treated when I go in there."
Blaine decided to disregard that unsettling comment for a later time and instead said, "Well, I don't know, shouldn't you check the receipt? Y'know, make sure you didn't get ripped off or something?" He reached into his bag to pull out the paper and his eyes went wide.
"Oh my," he whispered, and Blaine walked around to look over his shoulder. In big, flouncy handwriting, it said: "647-8134."
Because seriously, enough with everyone thinking Blaine's the only hot one in that duo. I mean, have you seen that promo pic for season 3? With the vest and the shirt and the boots and - *explodes*
Special shout-out to foraworldundeserving for giving me the inspiration to say "Screw this! Kurt has to get hit on too, dammit!"