Short, sweet, silly, and slightly sexy.
Most days, the sound of Blaine humming in the hallway as he came home didn't fill Kurt with panic.
Most days, however, Kurt wasn't trying to get Blaine's Christmas presents wrapped.
"Shit," Kurt whispered, scanning the piles of wrapping paper, tissue, ribbons, and bows that surrounded him. Thankfully, all of Blaine's gifts were technically wrapped - they just weren't accessorized up to Kurt's standards yet. Still, he had to clear everything out of the way before Blaine walked in and tried to figure out what Kurt had gotten him. "Okay, okay, think, Kurt."
Kurt gathered up the rolls of wrapping paper and a couple of Blaine's presents, figuring he'd stash them in the closet in the spare room and get back to them later. In his haste, though, he didn't quite lift his feet high enough to clear the pile of ribbons in his way, causing him to trip, twist, and crash land on his back right in the middle of the jumble.
"Ow."
"Kurt!" Blaine said, rushing over from the doorway. He was still bundled up in his coat and scarf, dripping melted snow all around him.
"No, no, don't look!" Kurt said, trying futilely to hide the presents in his arms. The more he wiggled, though, the more stuck he got, and eventually he gave up with a groan.
Blaine made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a hastily choked down laugh.
"You're the worst," Kurt grumbled.
"Like you wouldn't be crying with mirth if our positions were reversed," Blaine said. He carefully took the presents from Kurt's arms and stacked them on the coffee table before crouching down and untangling the ribbons around Kurt's ankles.
"No comment," Kurt said haughtily, freeing his arms and torso from the mess.
"Uh huh." Blaine raised his eyebrows knowingly before helping Kurt up. "Whatever you say, dear."
"You realize that all of these Christmas presents you see here could still disappear before the 25th."
"But I've been a good boy this year," Blaine whined, pouting playfully.
"I dunno, I think you might have to prove it," Kurt teased with a smirk. "Ahh!"
Blaine smirked up at Kurt before carrying him off toward the bedroom. "If that's what it takes."
A few hours later, Kurt was thoroughly convinced.