A/N: Did you guys watch the baby it's cold outside video yet? go on youtube :D Enjoy!

I'm Working This Out

Kurt looked at the taller teen in question. "You want to do what?"

"Let's perform for the Warblers holiday party." Blaine chuckled, watching the absolutely confused teen sit down looking away. "It'll give them more of... a taste of what you are- it's like show casing your talent."

Kurt shook his head as Blaine moved across the room, plugging in his mp3 player looking through its contents with a little too much concentration. "I can't pull this off without them thinking I'm an attention whore, even with you by my side singing with me." He sighed; Blaine was still looking through his music selection. Kurt swayed in his chair lightly, scanning the books that were carefully placed on the desk by the previous Dalton student who were in the room before.

"After what I did in the Warblers meeting and being shot down like that made me feel so isolated." Blaine smiled, he had found the music he was looking for, he could tell by the number Wes and David mentioned by ringing as 'success I've caught you my bird' which wasn't remotely funny seeing as how he had the tiny creature in his hands. Smile thirteen.

Blaine walked over to the teen, remote in one hand and the other being held out before him. Kurt shook his head, not wanting to even entice the idea further in to being.

"Please," Blaine begged. He allowed his eyes to do the rest as they unlocked the now gray eyes that were looking up to him.

"Fine," Kurt smiled, taking the hand of the teen who had hit play. This music was horribly familiar, and almost made Blaine have to drag Kurt to the middle of the room.

"Seriously?" he scoffed, but began singing as Blaine raised his eyebrow with a playful smirk on his lips.

'Baby, it's cold outside!' After the series of dancing and chase, suggestive teasing and touches, they were happily panting shoulder to shoulder on the loveseat that was wonderfully warmed by the roaring fire place.

Kurt shyly placed his head on Blaine shoulder, closing his eyes.

"Maybe."