Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, it belongs to Fox and Ryan Murphy.
Kurt ran as fast as his little feet would take him. His chest hurt and with every gasp all he smelt was the chilly, stale autumn air. His tiny sneakers were squeaking a little on the worn park path.
The cold air filled his lungs as he nearly tripped over the loose stones on the ground. He didn't dare chance a glance behind him to see if he was still chasing him.
Fear gripped his heart and all he heard was the blood pounding in his ears and the hard slap of his shoes on the concrete.
"Hey" a high pitched voice said behind him, "slow down." It sent a horrible thrill down his spine.
His skin prickled with the cold as he veered off the path and on to the grass. The quick, light footsteps came up behind him and he slowed down, fighting for breath.
He gasped when he felt warm fingers tickling at his sides. His body doubled over with childish laughter. He heard another laugh in reply and the fingers ceased tickling.
He turned around to come face to face with a little boy who was only a little shorter than himself. His unruly curls bounced on to his forehead. He smiled, showing a few missing teeth.
Blaine said, his eyes smiling in amusement, "You take this game far too seriously, Kurt."
A/N: Little!Kurt and Little!Blaine are adorable. I just wanna hug them and give them candy. Reviews are appreciated. And you can send me prompts and stuff at my tumblr (spydersphinx . tumblr . com) or PM me. Please. I'm really bored.