Title: Klaine Drabbles to Music

Started: 10/2/11

Finished: u/k

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its respective characters.

Drabble 4: Prince Ali by Robin Williams

Blaine was glued to the spot, too stunned to budge an inch. "Excuse me?"

Kurt smiled patiently down at him. "I said, no thank you."

"But…b-but I meant it!"

"I know," Kurt said merrily, pivoting on his heels as he peered down at Blaine. "You really should get off the floor Your Majesty; that position isn't very dignified for a Royal."

But Blaine couldn't move. He could hardly believe his ears. "I'm asking you to be my husband!"

The younger boy snickered a little behind his hand. "Yes, I understood the question. But we only met three days ago. We hardly know each other."

Blaine still looked helplessly lost, so Kurt struggled through his disbelief to explain. "That's usually enough reason to turn down a marriage proposal."

"B-but…I'm a prince—"

"And a very attractive one, I admit."

"That's usually enough reason to accept a marriage proposal! And besides," he tucked Kurt's soft hand back into his own and stared up at him earnestly. "I knew from the moment I saw you I was hopelessly in love with you, Kurt. That's why I want you to marry me."

Kurt licked his lips and bit them, taking pity on the other man and trying to come up with an answer that wasn't horribly callous.

"I'm not in love with you though," he responded, watching as Blaine's jaw dropped and his eyes widened in horror. Oh way to go Master of Tact! "But it's very flattering of you to ask, Your Majesty!"

"So…you're…saying no," the prince asked in bewilderment.

"Correct, I'm saying no," Kurt agreed without hesitation. He was a practical man after all, and knowing someone for three days wasn't exactly an ideal situation for marrying.

But at the sight of Blaine's utterly crestfallen features he rushed to placate the young prince. "B-but we could go on a date! I-I'd definitely be up for a date."

Blaine visibly brightened. "Really?"

"Sure!" He grabbed Blaine's other hand, hauled him upwards, and straightened his epaulettes. Blaine was an incredibly thoughtful, sweet, romantic, handsome young man, but he was…a little sheltered. The dork was probably raised on Disney movies between etiquette lessons and political classes. No wonder marriage was the poor guy's go-to response for feelings of attraction. "I don't know who forgot to tell you, but if you want someone to marry you, you've got to court them first. You know, get to know them, take them on dates, meet their family. There's an order to these things."

"So there's still a chance?" The young prince asked eagerly, his honey eyes wide and excited and he practically bounced on his toes.

"Yes Your Highness, there's still a chance. Just be patient."

Kurt was in the middle of smoothing out the prince's lapels when he felt a gloved hand catching his again. He looked up and saw Blaine smiling broadly while he clutched both their hands to his chest. His eyes were warm, promising, and sincere as Kurt gazed into them. "I will be as patient as it takes for you to fall in love with me Kurt." He raised their joined hands to his lips, softly kissing the younger man's knuckles. "It just means that I'll get to spend more time with you."

Kurt's knees wobbled and as the practical side of his brain crumbled into little pieces. He leaned into the narrow chest with a tiny smile, deciding that he probably couldfall in love with Prince Blaine after all.

FIN

CHEESY! So cheesy you could put it on pizza! But I love it! :D Prince Ali, from Aladdin. Can you guys tell I'm a dork yet?