Blisters…

'Ugh. Remind me why I decided it was a good idea to come with you and actually do the whole Trick or Treating thing?'

Kurt groaned as he stumbled across the living room, relieved as he finally let himself drop down on the couch, quickly taking off his shoes with pretty high heels. The second he'd realized how far Blaine wanted to walk, he'd already regretted his choice.

'… Because I look adorable in this costume?'

That was true. Blaine was wearing a Batman costume. And Kurt just so happened to love Batman very much.

Kurt himself was dressed as Robin, but then with medium to high heels. God knows how Blaine could have made him wear such awful colours.

Kurt sighed, checking his feet. There were a couple of blisters, which was no surprise.

It was already half past twelve and his father and Carole were already asleep. Finn had gone to Puck's and stayed there for the night, probably scaring little, innocent children with their zombie masks.

Suddenly, Kurt got an idea. He turned to where Blaine was leaning against the wall, and then he pouted.

'Carry me upstairs.' He said with the sweetest voice he could muster.

Blaine merely raised his eyebrows for a second, before making his way over to where Kurt was sitting and lifting him up easily.

Then, he took him to the pale boy's bedroom, completely ignoring Burt's rule of 'When-Blaine-stays-over-at-our-place-he-has-to-sleep-on-the-couch-or-there-will-be-hell-to-pay'.


Just because I love superheroes... Lately, that is.