Okay this is a very short fluffy thing I just wrote and I'm sorry I haven't published anything all week but I haven't had time.
Okay so Kurt and Blaine both hate uniforms, but Blaine finds a reason to like them. oneshot hopefully LOL worthy.
Kurt always hated uniforms. They were boring, very limited and not nearly tight enough.
But Kurt didn't mind the smart blazers. They were nice.
Blaine however, hated them. Well, he hadn't minded them until he met Kurt. You would not believe how hard it was to undress Kurt with his eyes when he wore that damn blazer. He might wear it smugly, but you couldn't see his pale chest underneath that blazer he wore with so much pride he wouldn't take it off! And you couldn't see his rather nicely defined buttocks underneath those trousers that were practically baggy compared to what Kurt normally wore.
However the one thing Blaine did appreciate about the uniforms' lack of firmness is how easy it makes it to get off other people.
This he appreciated when he had Kurt pinned to a wall, moans escaping the junior as Blaine easily slipped off his blazer. He may have even gone as far to say he liked the uniform when they quickly lost their pants and fell on Blaine's bed.
As the two boys lay against each other, panting and grinning from their exertions, Blaine looked up and murmured, 'Thank god for those Dalton uniforms.'
'You mean Grilled Cheesus.'
Blaine smiled. 'Right babe. Thank Grilled Cheesus for those Dalton uniforms.'
Yup...I had to publish something! and there's nothing good in the ay of Klaine to read at the moment. Ugh I have to do my homework. GLLE IS TOMORROW FOR ME! (i'm aussie and I've tortured myself by not watching all of the thriller epi :O) I'm hoping to write a fic about the thriller performance and Klaine so yeah...reviews make my day!