I don't own Glee.

You think I'm pretty without any make-up on. You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong.

Kurt let out a silent frustrated sigh under his breath as he heard those lyrics play again.

Kurt thought of himself as an open minded person. He could listen to all sorts of music and not complain. Obviously he loved his Broadway classics and such over everything, but with Mercedes he would end up listening to R&B and other styles similar to that. He lived with Finn so he heard his share of classic rock. He even listened to Mellencamp with his dad on some occasions. So usually when it came to Katy Perry, he would have no problem listening. Kurt would even sing along and dance a little bit, but that was when it came on the radio or played on his iTunes.

Not when it was played for the nineteenth time in a row. (He was counting.)

His phone vibrated faintly in his hand as he got another text from Mercedes. Instead of answering it he looked up from his spot on the bed to see his boyfriend sitting in the desk chair toying with his guitar, plucking at strings with a content smile on his face. That sight usually would have made Kurt's heart swell with love, but Teenage freaking Dream was playing and all he wanted to do was take the laptop playing music on the desk and throw it at his face.

Kurt fell backwards on the bed until he was lying down and staring up at the ceiling. He remembered the first day he had met Blaine and when the Warblers sang the exact song playing at the moment. He hadn't even thought about the possibility that Blaine would be obsessed with Katy Perry; I mean he sang song's all the time for glee and that didn't mean he was obsessed with the artist.

Oh, was he wrong.

At first when he had heard the song playing whenever he was with Blaine, he was to busy blushing and avoiding the other boy's eyes. Now that he had actually got over all that nonsense of 'i-lsecretly-love-you-but-will-never-tell-you-because-i-am-afraid', he had noticed.

Kurt wasn't a religious person, but when the song finally came to a close he found himself praying that a different song would start.

They could listen to metal for all he cared. Just not that song again.

No such luck, though. Katy Perry's voice came flowing through the speakers once again for the twentieth time.

"Blaine." Kurt demanded in a serious tone.

Until that moment, Blaine had been in a complete bliss. He had his favorite song at the moment playing, his favorite person in the room with him, and was playing with his guitar, looking up, he saw his boyfriend lying on his bed, running his hand through his perfect hair.

"Yeah?" He asked with a smile.

Kurt met his boyfriend's eyes and sighed. He looked happy and as much as Kurt would love to change the song, he loved his boyfriend more. "Never mind."

Blaine groaned. "You know I hate when you do that. You have to tell me what you where going to say."

The younger boy raised an eyebrow and rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand so he could see the other boy easier. "It was nothing. Don't worry about it."

The curly haired boy just stared at Kurt, making it silently known that he was not going to stop until Kurt had told him.

"Stop staring at me! Just go back to playing your guitar" He exclaimed. "And listening to Katy Perry." Kurt added with slight distaste.

Blaine scrunched his thick eyebrows together and spoke "Is there something wrong with the music?"

"Nope. I love the music." Kurt said and rolled onto his other side so he was facing away from the other boy.

"I can tell you obviously find something wrong with the music." Blaine said mater of factly.

"I can tell you obviously aren't going to let this go when you should." Kurt snapped and put a pillow over his head.

The bed dipped next to him and the pillow was gently tugged off his face. "Just tell me what's got you so agitated."

Kurt sighed, his stubbornness getting the better of him. "Blaine, seriously, it was nothing."

Blaine was silent as he lied down next to Kurt.

"It's just… do you really love Katy Perry that much?" Kurt asked incredulously.

"What?" Blaine asked, his voice edged with confusion. Kurt didn't have to turn around to know that Blaine's thick eyebrows were knitted together.

"I just didn't know you loved this song so much as to play it on repeat for what? Twenty two times in a row?"

"Were you counting?" Blaine asked with a smile, holding back laughter.

"That's beside the point!" He exclaimed.

"Okay. I really do like this song."

Kurt nodded. "Why?"

"Huh?"

"What makes this song so great?" Kurt questioned.

"I always kind of though of it as our song." Blaine said and closed his eyes, anticipating Kurt's reaction. He was expecting him to say something about cliché's and how Blaine was being sappy, but he was met with silence.

He opened his eyes and looked over to see Kurt tapping away at the screen of his phone. "What are you doing?"

Silence.

Blaine sighed and watched Kurt as he tapped away with a sense of determination.

After a minute Kurt turned to Blaine. "Call me."

"Huh? You are right next to-"

"Just call me." Kurt cut him off.

Blaine pulled his cell phone and dialed the number he knew by heart.

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream the way you turn me on.

Kurt smiled when the music began to play. "You like my ring tone?"

"Why did you do that?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I kind of thought of it as our song." Kurt copied what his boyfriend had said earlier and gave a small laugh.

"You are adorable." Blaine said and took Kurt's face in his hands.

"I know." Kurt said and pushed his lips onto Blaine's.

I am so sorry for not updating sooner! I had exams and all that stuff.

Anyway… thank you to all my readers, reviewers, favoriters, and so on.

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