Day 6- Cookout
The next day, Kurt limped to the grill, placing the charcoal on to heat up the steaks. Blaine couldn't sustain his smile watching his boyfriend affected by their previous night.
Today, they were having a cookout, complete with steaks, potatoes, steamed vegetables, and crescent rolls. The fire on the grill looked like it was starting pretty damn well already. After peeking at Kurt outside manning the grill, Blaine went back inside and began prepping (A/n: haha! Prepping…..) the vegetables and crescent rolls. He smiled as he opened the oven and set the trays inside.
He walked outside to the patio, looking at his perfect beauty once more. How did I get so damn lucky? I'm gonna marry this guy. He's my world. He thought smiling to himself.
With his arms folded across his chest, he watched Kurt in amusement as he squealed when he accidentally got too close to the grill.
"BLAINE!" Kurt yelled frustrated.
"Yeeeees, Kurt, my love?" He yelled from the porch.
"You are SO buying me a NEW GUCCI shirt! LOOK!" Kurt wailed, pulling his now charcoal-stained expensive clothing away from his body dramatically.
"Oh come here, baby." Blaine waved him over calmly.
Kurt pouted, sighed, and walked over to the hazel-eyed gorgeous boy. "What?" He stated flatly.
"Baby, I'll buy you the world. Just, please...stop pouting." Blaine wrapped his arms around the flushed taller teen.
Kurt's breathing hitched. "You...you will?"
"Yes, oh Kurt, YES. I wanna make you so happy..." Blaine rested his face into Kurt's neck, earning a contented sigh from Kurt.
"O-Okay, Blaine." Kurt smiled, pulling away to looking into the most perfect and beautiful honey-amber eyes that ever graced into my life.
Blaine gave Kurt a chaste kiss on the lips and giggled, before Kurt shuffled away to tend to the steaks.
Yep, I'm gonna marry that boy. Blaine smiled shyly, following him with his eyes.
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At the table that night, the only sounds that filled the room were moans and oohs and ahhs. (And they weren't even doing anything remotely dirty! Well, except Kurt, but it's not the dirty that you think. He was dropping marinade all over Blaine's over-sized Dalton sweatshirt. Blaine rolled his eyes.)
"Blaine, oh god, this is delicious..." Kurt said, wiping his mouth with a decorative napkin.
"You always say that, Kurt." Blaine chuckled and took a bite of potatoes.
Kurt choked and turned beet red. Well, shit. I wonder what he would do if I...
"Mmmmm...so...fucking...good, Blaine." He emphasized every word, while licking his lips.
Blaine stopped chewing and stared. DAMN IT. How does he DO that?!
"Blaine...?" Kurt asked innocently.
"Y-Yeah?" He answered, coughing to clear his throat.
"You..." Kurt started.
"Yeah..."Blaine came closer to his boyfriend.
"Got a little potato on your lip!" Kurt burst out laughing, wiping away the food off Blaine's lip with his napkin.
Blaine's face looked like a deer-caught-in-headlights. "You'll pay for that!"
Kurt stopped chewing. "Wait. What?"
"Tickle war!" Blaine got up and lunged at Kurt. Kurt squeaked, and got up to start running for the bathroom.
"Blaine! Wait! I'm sorry!" Kurt protested, and tried to slam the door on Blaine. But Blaine was faster. (Ha!)
Blaine slammed the door shut and cornered Kurt, smiling devilishly. "You teased me, Kuuuuurt."
"Sorry..." Kurt breathed out, and hit the wall behind him.
"You'll be sorry in a minute..." Blaine came closer and smiled playfully.
OhmygodhisvoiceUNFG Kurt thought lustfully.
Blaine started tickling him and Kurt screeched, wriggling around. "B-Blaine! Ahhhh! Stop! Ok! You win!"
"Damn right I do!" He stopped at looked at Kurt. He kissed him hard on the mouth and rutted up against the taller teen. Kurt groaned and pulled those soft, unruly curls.
"IwannamarryyouKurt..." Blaine mumbled out of nowhere.
Kurt stopped and said, "What? Can you say that slower?" He looked into Blaine's gaze.
"I-I...Kurt...I..." Blaine stuttered.
"Say it Blaine." Kurt spoke softly, never breaking his gaze.
"I wanna marry you."
Silence.
"Wow." Kurt breathed, his heart racing a mile a minute as he thought about it. But, in thinking about it, he thought, what really what was there to think about?
"Ok." Kurt said simply and shrugged his shoulders.
"Wow. Really? Ok?"
Kurt nodded enthusiastically, eyes happier than ever.
"OK!" Blaine responded, and picked Kurt up to pepper him with sweet, adorable kisses everywhere.
"But there's gotta be cake. Like a big cake. And violins. And...hmm...all my friends are going to be there." Kurt said thinking and tapped his chin.
Blaine chuckled. "Of course, my love. Everyone will be there."
