"What's going on in here?" Blaine asked, confused. There were various sharpies strewn about the room, and people were scribbling on each others hands.
"We're playing Zap." Kurt piped up.
"That's usually a game sixth graders play." Blaine said, still confused as ever.
"We changed the rules. Instead of asking someone out, you have to kiss them." Thad said gleefully. Before Blaine had a chance to respond, Wes was scribbling a name on his hand.
"Wes, I don't want to play." He said, trying to push him away.
"Too late!" Wes chirped. Kurt came over next to Blaine.
"If it makes you feel any better, I didn't get to choose either." Blaine could see the pink sharpie marks peeking out from under his fingers, but he couldn't read them.
"How long before I can look?" Blaine asked Wes. "Not until you wake up tomorrow morning." He said cheerfully. Blaine groaned. He was absolutely awful at being patient.
No more than half an hour later, Blaine was itching to look at his palm. Thad had been the only one to look so far, and had ended up kissing Wes. That was perfectly fine with Blaine, because Wes deserved it for coming up with this awful idea. Kurt, however, hadn't shown any signs of wanting to look at the name on his own palm. He almost had at one point, though, because David had tried to force him to.
"I need to go use the bathroom." Kurt said quietly, getting up to exit the room. Blaine fidgeted uncomfortably. He really wanted to look at his palm. After a quick survey of the room, he discovered that nobody was paying attention to him, so why not take a peek? He had just turned his hand around when Wes whipped his head around.
"I saw that! Blaine looked!" That didn't go as planned, but at the very least, he could read the name. "Kurt" it said, with a little winky face. He froze. Kurt? Why would Wes pick Kurt? Either way, he had to kiss him.
Kurt came back in to the room a few minutes later.
"Sorry, I had to go feed Pavarotti. Did I miss any-" He was quickly cut off by a pair of lips on his. "I guess I did miss something?" Blaine stepped away nervously. "I looked." He said sadly. Kurt laughed and turned his own palm over to show Blaine. His eyes darted upward to stare in to Kurt's. Their lips came crashing together.