Oh My Rowling.
Roses in December by ckofshadows
It's in my favourites.
Just read it.
Title: Remedies
Summary: Klaine discuss the important things that are wrong with the world.
Era: SummerKlaine
Perspective: 3rd person omniscient
Prompt: "Because there's never an excuse for stirrup pants!" (Kurt, Laryngitis)
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"Crocs."
"Sandals and socks."
"Anything olive green."
"Or baby pink."
"Or with feathers."
Kurt was silent.
"Unnecessary feathers," Blaine clarified.
"Fine. Stirrup pants."
"What's wrong with stirrup pants?"
Kurt looked up, gaze moving to his boyfriend, settled at the end of the sofa.
"What isn't wrong with stirrup pants?"
Blaine shrugged, admitting, "I've never had anything against them."
"Your attractiveness just plummeted to an alarmingly low level."
With a chuckle, Blaine slid along the couch, lifting his body to hover over Kurt's.
"Well," he started, leaning in, "I think I'd better remedy that."
Kurt managed a breathy, "Definitely," in response.
I will admit now that I have no fashion sense. I was making these up as I went.
Also, seriously, read the story in top A/N. It's not smut or angst or anything that anyone could possibly dislike. It is just perfect. And, once you're done, you are welcome to thank me for recommending it. I promise you will not be disappointed.
