Author Note: Hey guys, this has been sitting around on my laptop for months and months now so I thought I would post it to see whether you thought it should be continued.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I do not own Glee, the characters of Kurt and Blaine or any others that I use from the show. Nothing.
The Ice Prince Porcelain.
This was it. This was Blaine's chance. He'd made it to the Olympics. This is the best it gets. The largest stage he would ever perform on. He pushed open the doors for his first day of training, letting the familiar smell of ice rink overcome him. His stomach was a little jittery with excitement and a touch of nerves, his triple toe-loop at the end of combinations had been a little off recently and Blaine just really hoped it help up over the next few days.
"Well come on then. Don't just stand there. I need on the ice." Came the voice of Blaine's fellow American figure skater Kurt Hummel. Blaine's breath caught in his throat as he turned to view Kurt. He had rarely interacted with Hummel, only brief hellos at press conferences. He had skated against him at Nationals a couple of times as well, never close to the scores produced by America's greatest figure skating talent. Kurt had made it to the previous Olympics in Vancouver at the tender age of 16 surpassing many expectations when he brought home the Bronze medal. He was breathtaking to watch, with an elegance rarely seen in the Men's section of figure skating and in Blaine's opinion, Kurt Hummel was one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen. He had very pale skin that at times looked translucent under the harsh lighting of ice arenas and upclose Blaine realised that it looked like porcelain. He had a long lithe body, and with the tight practice clothes on his muscles were clearly defined. An impatient cough brought Blaine out of his musings to the mildly annoyed face of his team-mate and competition. Blushing slightly he apologised and moved out of the way before following behind to the changing rooms. And if he watched that gorgeous ass swish as Kurt led the way who could blame him?