"Kurt! Look! I'm a taxi!"
"Is that meant to be an innuendo?" Kurt glanced up from his Spanish homework, giggling at the yellow-raincoat-covered boy running around the bed.
"Now I'm a balloon!" Blaine stopped, raising his hands high above his head so the latex parachuted around him, jumping towards the sky. "Esh! Eshoo!"
"Bless you, sweetie." Blaine had been staying the weekend at Kurt's house and, being Blaine, had woken up with pounding sinuses and a horrible-sounding throat. So Kurt and Carole had been monitoring him all morning, keeping his BSLs above 80, liquids and medication and all that jazz. And apparently the last dose had made him higher than Superman.
"Kurt… Kurt… Eshoo! Eshoo! EshOO! Can I… Eshoo! Can I please have… have a… a… esh! Esh! Ha-ESH! ESH!" Kurt already had a tissue box prepared. He'd been around Blaine long enough to expect those random outbursts of sneezing – especially when the poor thing was sick. And after that incident with the lavender, he never left the house without tissues practically stuffed down every orifice.
There was a momentary pause while Blaine blew his nose. But then he extended his arms, zooming around the bed again.
"Look! I'm a plane! Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!" There was a loud crash as Blaine suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.
Kurt was by his side in an instant, picking him up and lying him down on the bed. "I think it's time," he pinned Blaine's wrists to the bed, "for the plane to land." He planted a soft kiss on Blaine's lips, while pulling off the raincoat. "What do you think?" He jumped in behind Blaine, pulling up the doona.
"Plane's tired…" Blaine rubbed his itching nose on Kurt's wrist, eyes already fluttering shut. "EshOO! ESH! ESH!"
"Bless you, hon."
"Kurtie stay?"
"Kurt stay."
And, with a sniffly, exhausted boy in his arms, Kurt fell asleep.
You know what? Have one more for the night. Because TSAB is evil and Blaine is adorable.
Like it? Hate it? Want me to become trapped in my handbag because I've shrunk to Blaine-size? (Oooooh, that was low. DARREN IS TALLER THAN YOU STEPH.) (SHUT UP. They don't need to know that!) Please let me know!
Keep smiling! :D