Hello Darlings! Sorry I haven't uploaded a drabble in a few days, but I'm working on a story I think you might all like. It's a bit...darker...than my usual drabbles. Be prepared!
Blaine eyed Kurt sneakily as Kurt cracked eggs into a bowl on the other side of the kitchen. It was Mercedes' birthday the next day and they boys were making her a cake. "Hey Blaine, what do you th…" Kurt's words were stopped in their tracks when Blaine flicked flour into Kurt's face. Blaine laughed hysterically. "Great, now the measurements aren't accurate," Kurt said.
"Kurt, it's a teensy bit of mix. I don't think the world is going to explode," Blaine said. Kurt sighed.
"Do you think you could manage melting this little bit of butter in the microwave?" Kurt asked, handing Blaine a bowl with a stick of butter in it.
"I think I can use the microwave," Blaine joked. They worked in silence for a few minutes, Kurt mixing the wet and dry ingredients and Blaine watching the melting the butter. The silence was interrupted by a loud bang coming from the microwave and both of them jumped three feet in the air. Blaine gently peeled open the microwave door. Luckily, the only damage was to the butter, which was now smeared all over the inside of the microwave.
"Blaine, did you cover the bowl with wax paper?" Kurt asked.
"I take it I was supposed to…" Blaine said. Kurt giggled, ruffled Blaine's curls and kissed him on the cheek.
"It's a good thing you're cute," Kurt said. Blaine hung his head. "It's okay. I'll let you frost the cake," Kurt laughed.
"That I can do!" Blaine said. Kurt laughed and went to work trying to ameliorate Blaine's buttery mess with Blaine handing him the paper towels.