Just some Klaine/Disney fluff.
Disclaimer: I believe it's obvious that I don't own Glee. If I did Blaine wouldn't have had a sexuality crisis last night.
"You asked for some hot chocolate?"
Blaine entered Kurt's dorm room; in each hand was a ceramic mug filled to the brim with a frothy concoction. He set down one of them in front of Kurt, being careful not to spill anything on the sea of papers that his friend was drowning in.
"No, but I appreciate the gesture," Kurt said with a quick smile, scribbling down something. Even when in a rush, his handwriting was still impeccable.
"My pleasure. Why don't you take a break?"
"Can't, I have a paper due in French and a test in the same class."
"You need help with French?"
"Well, no," Kurt sighed. "I had to do a fourteen-minute Celine Dion medley in French for cheerleading once…"
"You were a cheerleader?"
"Yes, long story. Please don't ask."
Blaine tried picturing Kurt donning a cheerleading uniform. The image that formed in his head was not an unpleasant one.
"Anyway. It's not that I have trouble with it, it's that I have so. Much. Work."
"I can help you study, if you'd like," Blaine offered.
"I'm fine," Kurt snapped. Then he winced. "I'm sorry… I haven't gotten much sleep this week."
"I know what you mean," Blaine said empathically. "You'll get used to it. Everybody always does. Coffee helps, though. Lots and lots of coffee." He wasn't kidding.
"Yes, but I haven't found a coffee machine anywhere."
"There's one in the kitchens. Normally you're not allowed in there, but Wes and David found a secret passageway. Well, it's not so secret anymore. You know them and their big mouths."
"Yes, yes I do." Kurt smirked. "If you haven't noticed, Wes currently isn't in the room."
"Where is – "
"It doesn't matter," Kurt interrupted with a dismissive wave of his hand.
"Anyway… I can ask David to make you a copy of the map of Dalton they've been working on."
"They really are like the Weasley twins."
"I'm sure even without magic they get into more mischief, though," Blaine muttered. "It's tough looking after those two…"
"I would imagine."
"Anyway. That's not the point. What I've been trying to say is, why don't you take a break? I'm done with all my work, and I need someone to watch Beauty and the Beast with. You know David, he's tired of dealing with my so-called 'obsession' with Disney. I can help you study and write your paper after. Please? Pretty please?" Blaine added in his signature puppy-eyes pout for good measure.
"Fine, if you insist," Kurt laughed. "I'm holding you to your promise."
"You won't regret it," Blaine replied, tugging the slightly younger boy to his feet and pulling him across the hall. David was nowhere to be seen.
"Nice television." Blaine glanced at the tiny television that perched on a set of drawers.
"Well, it's the biggest thing Dalton would allow," he replied with a roll of his eyes. "Come on, I'm popping in the movie."
They spent a while figuring out a non-obtrusive, friendly, and not suggestive position on the bed. Eventually they found it; Blaine sprawled over his blankets, while Kurt sat cross-legged on the floor.
Needless to say, it was Blaine's most enjoyable Disney-movie-watching experience ever.
It seems like all my chapters have gotten shorter and shorter as each one goes by.
Sorry. I needed something to publish while I work on what I think will end up being a pretty sizeable chapter, though, if you can accept that as an excuse.
Klaine and Disney has always been a fond idea for me. I know it's a bit overused, but still. On the movie choice, I've noticed that The Little Mermaid has been used a lot in Klaine FF's. In an attempt to be unique (still not quite sure if it worked) I chose Beauty and The Beast. I love both movies equally as much. I hope you don't frown upon my choice too much.
Until next time (hopefully soon). Please leave behind a review. Even if it's riddled with criticism. It would be so kind of you.
