Hi guys! I'm Angel. , and this is my first time posting here. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Glee is not mine, and neither are any of the characters mentioned here. If Glee was mine, Klaine would have a lot more screen time.
"Drink it, Kurt! Drink it!" Chandler exclaimed. God, this boy is like an overexcited puppy. We were at my house and Chandler had begged to play truth or dare with me. Knowing how reckless and excitable he was, I had been reluctant to play this kind of game with him in fear of my own wellbeing, but that boy would not shut up about it. I stared at the putrid looking concoction of ketchup, honey, milk, and whatever else Chandler had mixed in, and tried to get over the fact that it looked (and probably tastes) disgusting.
"C'mon Kurt! This is a dare! You have to do it! It wouldn't be fair if you didn't, because I did all your dares- although i wouldn't really call them dares on account of how easy they were- and answered all your truth questions- which, again, weren't very challenging at all. C'mon, just drink it! Drink it Kurt, drink it! Drink it drink it drink it drink it drink it drink-" Chandler abruptly stopped chanting as his shoe fell off due to his jumping around. I watched his beanie hat flop over his forehead as he bent over to put his shoe back on.
"Chandler, those shoes are way too big for your feet," I pointed out. I mean, shoes don't just fall off when you jump around. It was sort of endearing. What? No, I didn't think that. I have a boyfriend. And I love my boyfriend.
"This was the closest size they had left, and I had to get these shoes Kurt! Guess what it is! It's a limited edition collaboration between Alexander McQueen and Marc Jacobs! I had to! They're B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L!" he squealed. I've got to hide my closet because this boy may love fashion just as much as I do; and that says a LOT. And if my closet were someone else's, I'd totally steal it. I look back at the drink in front of me and realise that Chandler had gotten sidetracked. Thank baby Jesus. That boy must burn so many calories from all his talking, and tone so many muscles from moving around so much. I'd like to see that bod of his. Nope. I did NOT just think that. I want to see Blaine's body. Blaine Blaine Blaine.
Or do I actually want to see Chandler's..?
"Kurt? Kuuuuuuuurt," said Chandler, clicking his fingers in front of my face. I look up at him, and he grins. "Gave Sleeping Beauty a run for her money there, pretty," he said, winking, "I thought of a double dare for you if you don't want to drink mah drink."
"Double dare please, anything to keep me from having to drink... Whatever that is."
"Kiss me, Kurt."
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