Prompt #1: Lock
This one-shot is set after the 2nd season but before the 3rd season.
Disclaimer: I do not own glee or anything else that I might mention in this piece of fanfiction.
Chapter One
Blaine's POV
I arrived at the Hummel-Hudson household as I had told Kurt that I would so that I could help him out. It was the correct time, I checked my watch as not to be too early or late and tried to open the door to the house.
I was getting really frustrated with the door it would not open even though the doorknob would turn in a normal manner at least. Was there something stuck in the door? No there was no gap in between the frame and the door so it had to be locked. Why was it even locked he knew that I would be coming over to help today?
Had he forgotten about me coming early to help him decorate? I mean the last time that we had talked about it was on Thursday because of the long weekend and it was Sunday now but I thought differently.
Kurt had told me that I would be able to get into the house but it was clear that I couldn't get in. I checked my watch to see if I was too early to help prepare for the party that he was throwing.
The celebration was going to be a party for the new directions to celebrate the end of the year. I had volunteered to help and assured Kurt that it was a good idea for him to throw it. The group really needed something good to happen after they got 12th place at nationals from what I had heard from Kurt. It sounded like they were really down.
I decided to knock on the door as I finished trying with the door since there was no way that I was going to be able to open that door without a key, which I did not have. I had to knock for a few minutes before my boyfriend opened the door for me.
"Hi, Blaine I was wondering where you were! Was the door giving you any trouble it has been acting up? " He asked as soon as he saw my angry look at the door. I looked around inside and noticed that the living room looked completely different than it had normally and I could smell something sweet from the kitchen.
"Yeah, it was. What do you want me to do to help?" I asked him because I was here to help with preparation for the party and not to inform them of a broken lock on the door. The lock was just an inconvenience right now but I was here to help prepare.
"You could go help Finn set up a karaoke machine in the living room . . . . . . or you could help me make cookies in the kitchen." Kurt teased me as he told me what I could do to help out and I knew immediately which one I wanted to do.
I ran to where I remembered where the kitchen was from my previous visits to the house. As soon as I took off Kurt followed me into the room at a fast but still slower pace than I was.
We played while we baked some cookies before the guests to the party arrived but made very little as we destroyed or burnt most of the dough. It was good that Kurt had made some treats before I had arrived because none of what we made together was acceptable by his standards for guests to consume.
The party was fun and filled with music but the cooking was so much more fun than the celebration was. That lock even slipped from my mind before the party but that was fine with me but hopefully it would be fixed soon.