A/N: So hello everybody! My name is Riri and I shall be your author for this fic. This fic is a collection of small prompt fics, which I have a few of akready written. If you would like to leave a prompt, post it in the reviews! :) I'll update as fast as I can when I get a prompt, and prompts can be absolutely anything, from AU scenes to a little bit of cuddling on the couch. I don't write smut, only because I'm not good at it! XD Sorry! Anyway; enjoy, rate, review, and request! Xxx - Riri.
Kurt REALLY didn't want to go to Sugar's Valentines Day party. Sure, it was an opportunity to dress up and flaunt his ass, but almost everyone from the Glee club had a date, and Sugar had actually pointed out, in front of the WHOLE choir room, that single people were sad and boring. Not this single person. He knew that because it was Breadstix (of all places, of course it was Breadstix) there would be more than triple the amount of people than the glee club in the "Sugar Shack" but the chances of any being gay, out AND single were extremely slim, never mind the fact that this is Ohio. Kurt sighed and hopped around his room, struggling to pull on his new grey jeans. He was sure that he would have to leave early so he doesn't lose his legs due to blood circulation cut off. Another half hour of styling his hair and final moisturizing, Kurt jumped into his Navigator and started the engine. Blaine REALLY didn't want to go to this Valentines Day Party. Jeff and Nick had decided to drag him along to Breadstix, (Wes and David were staying in with their girlfriends) and again, he was going to be the lonely single gay sitting in the back corner with nothing to do. He presumed that Jeff and Nick would be making out most of the time. Plus it wasn't even a Dalton party! It's mostly kids from that school McKinley High, a public school, which means that there would be an abundant amount of homophobics around and if there were any gays, they would be in the closet. Blaine sighed and smoothed his last curl down, adjusted his bow tie, and closed the front door behind him as he waited for Nick's car.
Kurt made his way towards where Mercedes, Sam, Mike and Tina sat, chatting about Rachel's love life. "...'cause she's always all over him, it's like, get a room, gurl. Nobody wants to see your tongues." 'Cedes complained. "Oh, hey boo," "Hey 'Cedes." Said Kurt, sitting down next to Tina, and dropping his bag on the table. "Hi Kurt! Hey, are you okay?" Whispered Tina as Mercedes continued ranting, with Sam listening with rapt attention. He sighed. "I must be the only single in this whole room." "No, you're not, look, there's, uh, someone over there," Pointed Tina, to a sad looking, incredibly hot boy sitting in the corner, and who seemed to be friends with - WAIT WHAT - a GAY couple making out, on the same table. The boy with the bow-tie that Tina (who was now laughing at Kurt's dumbfounded expression) had pointed out, sighed and drummed his fingers on the table. The kissing couple, one blonde, the other a brunette, told their friend something, then walked up to the stage where Rachel had just finished a song, getting a few disgusted looks that the seemed to happily ignore. First they asked Sugar something, and she squealed happily. They whispered to the band, then the blonde strutted up to the mic, as a thumping electric base started up. A few people screamed and jumped up to dance, including Britts and Santana. "Feel like I'm havin' a meltdown... Feeling like I'm losing control! They tell me I'mma danger to myself - now he crazy train is ready to roll! Uhoh!" He smirked at the Brunette, who started his part. "Work that butt like you don't give a fuck! You got a right to turn it up and get it down! Left three shock you know I can't get enough, 'cos tonight were taking over the town! Eh!" By now most of the party was dancing, and Kurt couldn't help himself from tapping his foot and smiling. He did love Adam Lambert. The couple started singing together for the chorus. "I wanna loooose my mind like a maniac, and crooooss the line, never looking back! We're oooon the lose, gettin' crazy, and we've gone cuckoo! Gonna party till they take us away!" They started dancing madly, and Mike, followed by a cheering Tina, ran up by the stage, where Mike started his moves. Sam grabbed Mercedes, who grimaced at Kurt, and disappeared in the jumping mass of teenagers. Kurt couldn't quite believe that no one really cared they were gay. "Lose my mind... I'm gonna lose my mind... Gonna get out of the straight JACKET! Whoooooa! Cuckoo! Gonna get outta the STRAAAYAAAAIGHT JACKET! WHOOOOOA! CUCKOO!" He started singing along to the lyrics, and kept glancing over to the boy in the corner. "I wanna LOOOOOOSE my miiiind like a maniaaaaaac! and crooooss the liiiiiine, never looking back! We're oooon the looooose, gettin' crazy, and we've gone cuckoo! Gonna party till they take us awaaaaay!" "Lose my mind... gonna lose my mind... I'm gonna lose my mind... gonna party till they take us away..." The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, while the couple singing almost fell off the stage as they sat down at a new table, forgetting their bow-tied friend.
Blaine loved his friends, and felt happy for them, but this was sort of unbearable. All he wanted to do was get up and dance, (Someone had started singing Love Shack) but there was nobody to dance with. But hey. Maybe he could find someone to dance with. Even if it was a girl, does it matter? He'll probably never see them again. He scanned around the room, seeing only a couple of people still seated. To be truthful, everybody he could see seemed pretty frightening... Apart from one. A boy, around Blaine's age, was sitting on the other side of the room, tapping his foot along and humming the lyrics. His hair was coiffed perfectly to make his honey brown hair shine, and his smile... Please be gay, thought Blaine. Just gazing at this strange boy with SKIN. TIGHT. Pants was making his palms sweat and heartbeat accelerate. Before he knew it he was walking confidently up to the stage, and asking the excitable looking girl wearing a giant marshmallow jacket if he could go next. Love Shack finished (Blaine had to admit, it was sung really well) and trotted up to the band. "Can I have a song?" He asked. The band agreed on the song, and a beat started up. "You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on, you think I'm funny, when I tell the punchline wrong, I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, dooown!" Blaine grabbed the wireless mic, and made his way over to the lonely boy in the corner. Bother it, he's about to make a complete fool out of himself, but you know what? He would risk it for the way this boy was making him feel.
"Before you met me I was alright but things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life, now every February, you'll be my valentine... Valentine!" Kurt couldn't believe it. The bow-tie boy was singing. To him. He thought his heard would explode. But then he pointed the mic towards Kurt, grinning mischievously. Kurt hadn't seen this coming. But he sighed, smirked, and took a risk. "Let's go all... The way tonight, no regrets, just love..." As he was singing, he glanced around and saw the whole party had fallen quite, the large majority grinning and sighing for the cuteness. The other boy joined in, and tugged Kurt teasingly by his tie to make him stand, causing Kurt to giggle as he was trying to sing. "My, heart, stops! When you look at me. Just, one, touch! Now baby I believe. This. Is. Real. So take a chance and don't ever look back, don't ever look back!" Blaine let go of the beautiful boy's tie, and swapped it for his hand, leading him up to the stage for the last bit of the song. "Imma get your heart racing, in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight; let you put your hands on me, in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight." The party exploded in applause, louder than any of the performances that night. The boys turned to each other, hand in hand with a stranger they felt they had been looking for forever. Kurt lifted their hands to where he would hold it if he were shaking hands with somebody. "Kurt." Blaine looked at Kurt deep into his blue eyes, and said, "Blaine." Neither of them had believed in love at first sight before. Now they knew it was true. Needless to say, they have never left each others hand since.
A/N: Yay hope you liked it! Remember to rate, review, and request! :) - Riri
Kurt REALLY didn't want to go to Sugar's Valentines Day party. Sure, it was an opportunity to dress up and flaunt his ass, but almost everyone from the Glee club had a date, and Sugar had actually pointed out, in front of the WHOLE choir room, that single people were sad and boring. Not this single person. He knew that because it was Breadstix (of all places, of course it was Breadstix) there would be more than triple the amount of people than the glee club in the "Sugar Shack" but the chances of any being gay, out AND single were extremely slim, never mind the fact that this is Ohio. Kurt sighed and hopped around his room, struggling to pull on his new grey jeans. He was sure that he would have to leave early so he doesn't lose his legs due to blood circulation cut off. Another half hour of styling his hair and final moisturizing, Kurt jumped into his Navigator and started the engine. Blaine REALLY didn't want to go to this Valentines Day Party. Jeff and Nick had decided to drag him along to Breadstix, (Wes and David were staying in with their girlfriends) and again, he was going to be the lonely single gay sitting in the back corner with nothing to do. He presumed that Jeff and Nick would be making out most of the time. Plus it wasn't even a Dalton party! It's mostly kids from that school McKinley High, a public school, which means that there would be an abundant amount of homophobics around and if there were any gays, they would be in the closet. Blaine sighed and smoothed his last curl down, adjusted his bow tie, and closed the front door behind him as he waited for Nick's car.
Kurt made his way towards where Mercedes, Sam, Mike and Tina sat, chatting about Rachel's love life. "...'cause she's always all over him, it's like, get a room, gurl. Nobody wants to see your tongues." 'Cedes complained. "Oh, hey boo," "Hey 'Cedes." Said Kurt, sitting down next to Tina, and dropping his bag on the table. "Hi Kurt! Hey, are you okay?" Whispered Tina as Mercedes continued ranting, with Sam listening with rapt attention. He sighed. "I must be the only single in this whole room." "No, you're not, look, there's, uh, someone over there," Pointed Tina, to a sad looking, incredibly hot boy sitting in the corner, and who seemed to be friends with - WAIT WHAT - a GAY couple making out, on the same table. The boy with the bow-tie that Tina (who was now laughing at Kurt's dumbfounded expression) had pointed out, sighed and drummed his fingers on the table. The kissing couple, one blonde, the other a brunette, told their friend something, then walked up to the stage where Rachel had just finished a song, getting a few disgusted looks that the seemed to happily ignore. First they asked Sugar something, and she squealed happily. They whispered to the band, then the blonde strutted up to the mic, as a thumping electric base started up. A few people screamed and jumped up to dance, including Britts and Santana. "Feel like I'm havin' a meltdown... Feeling like I'm losing control! They tell me I'mma danger to myself - now he crazy train is ready to roll! Uhoh!" He smirked at the Brunette, who started his part. "Work that butt like you don't give a fuck! You got a right to turn it up and get it down! Left three shock you know I can't get enough, 'cos tonight were taking over the town! Eh!" By now most of the party was dancing, and Kurt couldn't help himself from tapping his foot and smiling. He did love Adam Lambert. The couple started singing together for the chorus. "I wanna loooose my mind like a maniac, and crooooss the line, never looking back! We're oooon the lose, gettin' crazy, and we've gone cuckoo! Gonna party till they take us away!" They started dancing madly, and Mike, followed by a cheering Tina, ran up by the stage, where Mike started his moves. Sam grabbed Mercedes, who grimaced at Kurt, and disappeared in the jumping mass of teenagers. Kurt couldn't quite believe that no one really cared they were gay. "Lose my mind... I'm gonna lose my mind... Gonna get out of the straight JACKET! Whoooooa! Cuckoo! Gonna get outta the STRAAAYAAAAIGHT JACKET! WHOOOOOA! CUCKOO!" He started singing along to the lyrics, and kept glancing over to the boy in the corner. "I wanna LOOOOOOSE my miiiind like a maniaaaaaac! and crooooss the liiiiiine, never looking back! We're oooon the looooose, gettin' crazy, and we've gone cuckoo! Gonna party till they take us awaaaaay!" "Lose my mind... gonna lose my mind... I'm gonna lose my mind... gonna party till they take us away..." The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, while the couple singing almost fell off the stage as they sat down at a new table, forgetting their bow-tied friend.
Blaine loved his friends, and felt happy for them, but this was sort of unbearable. All he wanted to do was get up and dance, (Someone had started singing Love Shack) but there was nobody to dance with. But hey. Maybe he could find someone to dance with. Even if it was a girl, does it matter? He'll probably never see them again. He scanned around the room, seeing only a couple of people still seated. To be truthful, everybody he could see seemed pretty frightening... Apart from one. A boy, around Blaine's age, was sitting on the other side of the room, tapping his foot along and humming the lyrics. His hair was coiffed perfectly to make his honey brown hair shine, and his smile... Please be gay, thought Blaine. Just gazing at this strange boy with SKIN. TIGHT. Pants was making his palms sweat and heartbeat accelerate. Before he knew it he was walking confidently up to the stage, and asking the excitable looking girl wearing a giant marshmallow jacket if he could go next. Love Shack finished (Blaine had to admit, it was sung really well) and trotted up to the band. "Can I have a song?" He asked. The band agreed on the song, and a beat started up. "You think I'm pretty, without any makeup on, you think I'm funny, when I tell the punchline wrong, I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, dooown!" Blaine grabbed the wireless mic, and made his way over to the lonely boy in the corner. Bother it, he's about to make a complete fool out of himself, but you know what? He would risk it for the way this boy was making him feel.
"Before you met me I was alright but things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life, now every February, you'll be my valentine... Valentine!" Kurt couldn't believe it. The bow-tie boy was singing. To him. He thought his heard would explode. But then he pointed the mic towards Kurt, grinning mischievously. Kurt hadn't seen this coming. But he sighed, smirked, and took a risk. "Let's go all... The way tonight, no regrets, just love..." As he was singing, he glanced around and saw the whole party had fallen quite, the large majority grinning and sighing for the cuteness. The other boy joined in, and tugged Kurt teasingly by his tie to make him stand, causing Kurt to giggle as he was trying to sing. "My, heart, stops! When you look at me. Just, one, touch! Now baby I believe. This. Is. Real. So take a chance and don't ever look back, don't ever look back!" Blaine let go of the beautiful boy's tie, and swapped it for his hand, leading him up to the stage for the last bit of the song. "Imma get your heart racing, in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight; let you put your hands on me, in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight." The party exploded in applause, louder than any of the performances that night. The boys turned to each other, hand in hand with a stranger they felt they had been looking for forever. Kurt lifted their hands to where he would hold it if he were shaking hands with somebody. "Kurt." Blaine looked at Kurt deep into his blue eyes, and said, "Blaine." Neither of them had believed in love at first sight before. Now they knew it was true. Needless to say, they have never left each others hand since.
A/N: Yay hope you liked it! Remember to rate, review, and request! :) - Riri