AN: This drabble is based off a gif that said, 'Goodbye pants!"
"I can't believe this!" Blaine roared as he slammed his door shut. How could Murdoch have given him a C on that paper, especially considering how hard Blaine had worked on it? His desk had been covered with books about the Victorian era for weeks, but apparently that wasn't good enough for Murdoch. Who cared about Jane Eyre, anyways? Blaine saw the book lying on his bed and immediately tossed it away.
"Goodbye pants," Blaine mumbled as he paced around the room. In an instant, the slacks were torn from his legs and thrown into a corner beside his bed. He made to remove his shirt as well, but a loud crash distracted him.
"Hey, what's going on? Reed, is that you?" Blaine questioned. Before he could move to the door, however, it opened and Reed walked in.
The boy was shirtless, but before Blaine could question why, Reed lifted up his arm to show a large cut. "I ran into the lamp on my desk," Reed said. He looked down at Blaine's boxers. "Um, is this a bad time?" he asked shyly.
Blaine had almost forgotten that he had taken his pants off. "Er… no. No, it's fine." He hurriedly changed the subject. "So, your arm?"
"Right!" Reed shook his head and said, "Anyways, I couldn't find any bandages large enough. I was hoping you might have one."
"Yeah, let me go check," Blaine said. He rummaged through his desk drawers. "Hey Reed, why are you shirtless?"
"Oh, that," Reed blushed as he spoke. "Sorry, it's just that I was wearing my favorite Givenchy top, and I didn't want to get blood on it. It's so hard to get out!"
"Okay, okay," Blaine chuckled. He looked over at the boy, who was now trying to cover himself with his hands. "I was just curious. I found the bandage, by the way."
"Oh, good!" Reed exclaimed. In his haste to get over to Blaine, he tripped on the Jane Eyre book Blaine had thrown away just moments ago. Before he could stop himself, Reed fell onto Blaine and knocked them both to the floor. The smaller boy landed on top of Blaine.
Kurt chose that moment to open the door. "Hey Blaine, are you okay? You walked out of Murdoch's so fast that I-" His gaze fell onto the pair below him. "Um, what's going on?"
Before Blaine could think of what to say, Reed climbed off him and clumsily stood up. He knelt down, grabbing the bandage in Blaine's hand. "Thanks Blaine, see you around!" he squealed before scampering out of the room.
Once the boy was out of sight, Kurt turned to Blaine with an eyebrow raised. "Do I want to know?" he asked, eyes trailing down to Blaine's boxers.
"This isn't as bad as it looks," Blaine replied cautiously.
"Right. Okay. I'll see you around, then," Kurt said. As soon as the door had closed, he burst into laughter. He had some excellent blackmail material now….