A/N: Kinda, sorta, not really a sequel to "Puzzle Aggression." Like Kurt was my cousin when she's working on a puzzle, I'm the same way when I'm doing Legos. Yes, my people, I build Legos. But, here's a fun fact: I only like Harry Potter ones. I kind of like the bridge ones too. THEY'RE ENTERTAINING, and when I finally get all the sets, I plan to make remakes of the movies with the Legos. I'm a dorky nerd, I know, but I'm proud.

Kurt stared blankly at the crack in the wall, the small, black line looking very different in contrast to the light blue paint. Blaine was working on his Harry Potter Legos again, and Kurt was starting to get impatient. They were going to be late for their dinner reservation if he didn't hurry up.

"Blaine, how much longer?" Kurt moaned again, lying across Blaine's comforter, his arms and legs splayed out everywhere.

Blaine looked up, smiling his dapper smile. "Just two more minutes, please, babe. I promise I'll be done with this part by then."

"You'd better be," Kurt mumbled, and Blaine wiped his had across his forehead, chuckled, and went back to work. Kurt was never going to let Finn pick Blaine's birthday present EVER again. He knew he should have gotten him those pink Ray-Bans. (A/N: I HAVE THOSE! I love them to death!)

Blaine was currently trying to finish Ollivander's Wand Shop in the Diagon Alley set (being the boyfriend of Blaine, a hardcore Harry Potter geek, you had to know this), but he couldn't seem to find the piece he was looking for.

"Hmm, where is that window?" he muttered. He looked all around himself, searching for a small window piece among the dozens of other pieces lying around him. Kurt smirked, sitting up.

"Well, you can't find the piece. Come on, look for it later. We have to go!"

Blaine sighed in resignation. "Okay," he mumbled, then smiled a little when Kurt slid his fingers through Blaine's.

They just barely made it to the restaurant in time to get their reservation. They sat across the table from each other, discussing music, the new gossip at McKinley, and Mercedes' new relationship.

They had just gotten their drinks when Blaine cocked an eyebrow. He'd gone fishing in his jacket pocket to get out his phone, but found a tiny piece of plastic hidden at the bottom. He pulled it out and looked at it, gaping: it was the missing Lego piece.

"It must have fallen into my pocket somehow!" Blaine exclaimed, smiling at Kurt. "Now I can finish it when I get home."

Kurt stared, slack-jawed. He couldn't believe this. Blaine was sitting across the table from his boyfriend, at dinner, and yet he still only cared about the Legos. What was Kurt, a grilled cheese sandwich?

Kurt stood up abruptly and kissed Blaine full on the mouth. Blaine staggered, his eyes wide, but eventually he started to deepen the kiss. While Blaine was occupied, Kurt snuck two of his fingers into Blaine's fist, curled his knuckles around the little plastic piece, and popped it out, sneaking it in his pocket smoothly.

Blaine broke the kiss and leaned back, laughing. "Why'd you take my Lego piece?"

"We're at dinner, you don't need it," Kurt huffed. "You can have it back when we're done."

Blaine smiled. "Poor little Kurt, jealous of a Lego piece."

Kurt turned beet red, and Blaine just laughed.

A/N: Short, but I like it. Haven't worked on much lately, but I plan on updating a lot more. I promise. :) OH, and I really appreciate reviews. Makes me feel a lot better about my writing. Just saying.