A/N- BLOUDER. I SHIP IT. This is just a series of unrelated drabbles. Also, I own nothing. Klainespiration by tumblr and my friend MLC. Written because my full stories are taking forevah. And thanks to my friend MLC for giving me random prompt words.
Shoulder
Kurt knew studying with Blaine was going to be a disaster, but he agreed to it anyways. There was always one junior commons empty on a Friday at 4:00, so he chose it to meet up at. It also happened to be the one where Blaine had kissed him for the first time. Kurt pulled out his iPhone and sent a quick text to Blaine, reminding him to hurry up. Taking out his notes, Kurt began to study.
It was defiantly a good idea to wear one of his old sweaters, because it was cold in this particular common room. Maybe that was why no one used it. But this sweater was slipping off one shoulder, making it harder to concentrate. After pulling it up countless times, Kurt decided to just leave it hanging. It was interrupting his study time and, besides, it was sort of sexy. A lot sexier than his 'faces', over which he was still fuming.
When Blaine finally walked in, (twenty minutes late, Kurt noted), he stopped dead in his tracks. His mind went blank. His hand began to twitch.
"Blaine? Are you alright?" Kurt asked in concern of his boyfriend having an aneurism.
"K-Kurt... your shoulder."
He glanced at it. "Oh, sorry, the sweater just sort of slipped. I got tired of picking it up."
"Oh my god." it came out as a whisper. "C-can I touch it? Please? Oh god, please, I'll sing you a Lady GaGa song!"
"Um, I'm trying to study, Blaine."
"Your shoulder is so beautiful."
"You have weird fetishes."
Driving
"How did you manage to get shampoo in your eyes?" Kurt asked as he turned down, ironically, Blaine Street. He knew he was speeding, but he didn't really care.
"It buuuurns," he moaned, clutching his face desperately.
"This is why you should go organic." Kurt's phone blipped, signifying a call from his father. "Hello?"
"Kurt, where are you? Curfew was half an hour ago."
"Sorry, Dad, I have to call you back. I'm on Blaine and I'm going really fast." Kurt said, pressing the pedal down further.
"..."
"'Bye, Dad." Before he could hang up, Blaine moaned in the background. "Kurt, it huuurts."
Burt Hummel stood shock still for a second, and then grabbed his shotgun. "Carole, I'm going out to murder Kurt's boyfriend. Be back in five."
Ice Cream
Watching Kurt Hummel eat ice cream had to be the sexiest thing Blaine had ever seen. Ever. It was just they way he would lick it, use his tongue to slurp up the melting droplets... it was beyond frustrating. Were Blaine's pants always that tight?
"Kurt?" It came out as little more than a strangled gasp.
"Hmm?" He glanced up from his treat with ice cream on his nose. His. Frigging. Nose.
Without another word, Blaine attacked Kurt's mouth with his own. When they broke apart, panting, Kurt offered his boyfriend a bite of the cone, smashing it into his face. Throwing it aside, he giggled and began to attack Blaine face, kissing and licking the ice cream away. "That's real nice, Kurt," Blaine said sarcastically, kissing him back.
Rain
"I love the rain," Blaine sighed, tilting his face upward and letting the droplets of water wash the tear tracks from his cheeks. "It's so gentle."
Kurt grasped his hand tighter. "I would tell you he didn't mean it, but I won't lie to you, Blaine."
"It's okay; I knew this was coming one day. I just wish Dad had let me get my stuff first."
"Don't call him dad. No true father would do that to his son. And I'm sure my dad will let you stay with us." Kurt wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Kurt smiled sadly at Blaine. "No you're not. And you shouldn't be. I'm here for you though."
Without a word, Blaine began to sob into the already wet fabric of Kurt's jacket, pouring himself out and leaving himself vulnerable to the rain.
Jelly Beans
"Isn't he adorable?" Blaine made a face similar to the puppy he held in his hands. Kurt attempted not to melt at the sight of too much cuteness in once place. "His name is Jellybean."
"I can't believe you have a dog." Kurt said, examining the puppy closer. "When did you get him?"
"A few months ago, he hasn't grown an inch since I got him. It's okay, small people can have fun too." Blaine scratched Jellybean behind his floppy, silky brown ears and handing him to Kurt, who accepted the dog slightly reluctantly. "Cute, right?"
"Not as cute as you, but he'll do." Kurt remarked, smiling. Jellybean barked softly, as if in protest of not being cute enough. "It's okay, you're cute too, baby." He said, nuzzling the puppy.
Blaine looked on and mentally high-fived Jellybean for being such a BAMF.
Merry-Go-Round
"I want the green horsey! C'mon Kurt, I know that little girl's going to take it if we don't hurry up!" Blaine grabbed his boyfriend's hand, pulling him through the small crowd to the biggest pair of horses on the merry-go-round. One was blue with purple and gold reigns; the other was green with silver and red reigns. Blaine hopped on the latter with a grin about to break his face. Kurt sighed in amusement and climbed side-saddle onto the blue horse.
"This is the best ride at Cedar Point, you know." Blaine informed the countertenor.
"What about the Ferris Wheel? Power Tower? MaXair? The Demon Drop? The Top Thrill Dragster? Anything else you can only find at Cedar Point?" Kurt commented as the carousal began to slowly spin.
"Nope, just the Merry-Go-Round, silly." He reached over and grabbed Kurt's hand. "I know this might be scary for you, so I'll hold your hand." Blaine winked at his boyfriend.
"Yes, I am quite terrified of this spinning carousal as I sit on a blue horse. Please do comfort me."
"It's okay to admit your feelings. I won't judge you."
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