I don't own Glee or any of the characters from the show.
A/N: This is basically a series of sneek peeks in to the relationship of Kurt and Blaine and all the awkward or 'un-fabulous' moments that occur. Blaine and Kurt are only human afterall, who says they don't have their off days?
Perfect
The moment had been perfect; sun just setting so that the reds and yellows streamed across the sky, a picturesque view of the city underneath and softly playing music in the background to set the mood. Blaine's coordination on the other hand, could use some work.
Kurt fumed, furiously trying to staunch the flow of blood dripping from his nose with yet another pile of tissues that Blaine had so helpfully provided. Stupid nosebleeds… Kurt glanced up to the bathroom mirror to see Blaine pacing back and forth just outside the door; panicking, as usual. Every so often he'd manage to slip in some advice for stopping the bleeding between his incessant apologies. "I'm so sorry Kurt, I'm such a klutz. Lean your head forward so the blood doesn't go down your throat. Do you need more tissues? I'm so sorry."
Kurt figured that the whole scene would probably have been hilarious had it not been so embarrassing. Not to mention the blood all over his brand new cashmere sweater. He let out a sigh looking down at the stains, and I really thought Blaine would like this one too. At least the blood was slowing down now.
"Do you need any help? Should I call someone? Kurt, are you okay? I'll go get help-"
Kurt couldn't help but roll his eyes at his boyfriends over concern. "I'm fine Blaine. It's just a nosebleed, not a severed artery. Would you relax? We're just going to have to work on your aim next time." Feeling like his nose had finally stopped gushing important bodily fluids, Kurt managed a slightly agitated glance in Blaine's direction. "Next time we both go left. So we won't end up with one of us getting smacked in the nose by the others forehead."
Blaine grinned sheepishly running a hand over his neck, finally calming down a little. "I'll… remember that. I am sorry about your sweater though, I rather liked that one."
Kurt blinked a little, "Really?"
Blaine nodded, moving into the bathroom and lightly closing the door behind him. "Though, of course I'd prefer it off…".A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he lightly pulled on the offending fabric. Kurt arched an eyebrow, "Well it's a shame I stained it… I probably can't wear it anymore." Blaine's impish grin grew wider causing Kurt to blush a little at the intense look in his eyes. "I think I can live with that." Kurt pulled him closer, forgetting why he was supposed to be upset.
He felt Blaine's hands wrap around him, "Maybe this would be a good time for me to work on my 'aim'. After all, we wouldn't want to ruin anymore sweaters now would we?" His breath tickled Kurt's ear and he shivered. "Shut up." He could feel Blaine's grin against his lips as he closed his eyes.
Perfection was highly overrated anyways.