AN: This is based off of Muchacha11's drawing "Lil' Kurt's Protector"

I glared at the dragon, waiting for it to make its move. I gripped my sword tightly, crouched low to the ground. The air, once quiet, suddenly filled with cries.

"Prince! Help!" The voice of my best friend called.

"Kurt! I've already told you, I'm not a prince! I'm a knight!" I called, standing and pushing my hat back, stopping it from blocking my view.

"Sorry Blaine. I forgot." Kurt called again.

"S'okay!" I said, grinning. I could never stay mad for long at him. He was my best friend after all.

"Knight! The dragon is about to eat me!"

I gasped, and glanced around the lair, looking for a perch. I saw one, and climbed on. It was really my couch, but we were playing pretend.

I jumped from the couch to the dragon, yelling loudly, "Leave him alone, monster!" I stabbed it with my sword (which was plastic because Mommy wouldn't let me get a real one. Even though I was five, and a big boy).

I was busy stabbing and yelling, so when Kurt fell off my stuffed dragon, I was kind of worried.

"Kurt? What's wrong?" He was shaking, and for a moment I was worried I had hit him with the sword. Oh gosh. What if I killed him? I leaned over the dragon to take a better look at him.

"Kurt? Are you okay? Do I need to call my mommy?" I leaned too far over the edge, and lost my balance, toppling onto him, just as he rolled over to face me.

"Ow Blaine! That hurt!"

"Sorry Kurt! I was worried, you were crying!"

"I was laughing silly! You looked funny."

"Oh. That makes much more sense." I grinned, and he grinned back. I was kind of laying on top of him, my nose almost touching his.

"Hey Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you get off please? You're kinda heavy."

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Holy crap I just want to snuggle these two. Because who is cuter than Kurt and Blaine? Baby!Kurt and Baby!Blaine of course!