So, what are you going to do to make the hiatus more bearable?

From little-writer61: maybe something to do with Halloween. Wes and David just have to go trick or treating.

Trick-or-Treat

"What did we do to deserve this?"

Blaine rolled his eyes in response. "They adopted me on my first day apparently, I still say I ended up adopting them. And then you came and I just saw that look in their eyes and I knew you were stuck with them too."

Kurt laughed, watching Wes and David run ahead to the next house. "At least they don't know anybody out this way."

"True. Thanks for bringing us out, by the way. I think Westerville was running out of candy. And patience. I mean, it's not like they're four."

"Only in mental age." Kurt tucked a strand of hair back, patting his head to make sure the wig hadn't slipped. "I don't usually do Halloween but it's always nice to recycle my outfits in different settings. And I never thought I'd be able to wear this look ever again."

Blaine shook his head. "I can't believe you were Riff-Raff," he said in wonder, even though Kurt had told him the previous day and the shock should have had plenty of time to wear off. "What I wouldn't give to see footage of that performance."

"Not happening," Kurt said quickly. "There isn't any." And yes, that was a blatant lie because Rachel had made sure that Mr. Schuester had recorded the entire thing and they had all received copies, but Blaine didn't need to know that. Ever. "What I can't believe is that you own a Harry Potter costume."

At least Blaine had the decency to blush, muttering something about a phase of his life he never planned to repeat. "But you know it would've been worse to go into a store and try to find costumes," he said reasonably. "I mean, the sales clerks would have laughed us out."

"True," Kurt conceded, glancing back over the road to see where Wes and David had gotten to. "Hold on… guys, wait up!" The two boys paused outside the house they were about to knock at and Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand without a second thought, tugging at him to catch up. "This I have to see. That's Noah Puckerman's house and I know for a fact that his little sister makes him dress up every year and help her hand out candy." They quickly crossed the street and headed up the front walk to where Wes and David were standing, the latter bouncing on the balls of his feet in anticipation. "Okay, go ahead guys."

Wes eagerly rang the doorbell and Kurt heard the sound of muttering getting closer. Stifling a smile, he waited until Puck wrenched open the door, some kind of zombie makeup on his face, a fake bolt through his neck and a bowl of candy in hand. "Here you go you little - what the?"

"Trick or treat!" Wes and David yelled in unison and Kurt lost it, collapsing into Blaine's side in laughter.

Puck stared between the two boys and Kurt. "Is this your idea of a joke?" he demanded. "Kurt, what the hell, dude?"

Kurt finally got the presence of mind to stop laughing and stood up straight again. "Don't look at me," he said, raising a hand innocently. "These two demanded we take them trick or treating. I just suggested Lima because apparently Westerville was about to go on strike and barricade the doors against them and we can't handle Wes and David when they sulk. And we had to dress up. Part of the rules apparently."

Puck frowned at him, clearly trying to take it all in. And then his expression cleared and he grinned, making it Kurt's turn to frown because that was the grin Puck gave when he was up to something. "Oh hey, you two finally dating?"

"What do you -?" And then Kurt realized that he was still holding Blaine's hand from when he had pulled him across the road, the feeling so natural that he hadn't even thought to let go. "Oh! No, I just -"

"Sure," Puck said quickly, waggling his eyebrows. "Come on, Hummel, you've been into this guy forever. I'm not blind, you know? You know I've got your backs, I'm not that same homophobic jerk I was last year, okay?"

Kurt groaned, ripping his hand from Blaine's and covering his face. "You did not just do that, Puck!"

"Do what?" It took a few seconds but Puck finally twigged. "Oh, he didn't know you're like, madly in love with him? Sorry, dude."

There was silence for a few long moments and Kurt realized Blaine hadn't said anything. He was about to tell Blaine to just leave because this was the most embarrassing moment of his life when a pair of hands were taking his, gently pulling them away from his face. "I just have one favor to ask you," Blaine said, his voice taking on a quality that Kurt had never heard before.

Kurt slowly looked up, frowning. "What?"

"I need you to take that wig off."

And out of all of the things that Blaine could have said in that moment, that wasn't what Kurt was expecting to hear. "What?" he said again, aware of how inarticulate he sounded, but really, how was he meant to be articulate when one of his biggest secrets had just been leaked to his crush who was now making no sense himself?

Blaine closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. "I need you to take that wig off because I really want to kiss you right now but I can't do that if you're dressed as Riff-Raff."

Kurt resisted the urge to repeat himself again, opting instead to stare dumbly at Blaine until the words sunk in. And then he was ripping the wig off, tossing the hairnet aside, not even caring how his hair looked underneath. "Okay?" he asked almost breathlessly.

"Okay," Blaine agreed before pulling him in and kissing him.

And Kurt wished he could care that Wes and David were watching them, not to mention Puck, but honestly, Kurt could have been doing this in front of the entire football team and he wouldn't have noticed their presence. Who could really think when Blaine Anderson was kissing them?

Yeah, definitely not Kurt Hummel.

He was painfully aware when Blaine stopped kissing him though, pulling away to look at him anxiously. "That was alright, wasn't it? I mean -"

Kurt cut him off by making a much better use of his mouth. "That was fine," he finally murmured when he realized that, as nice as it would be, he couldn't really stay attached to Blaine's face forever. "More than fine, okay? The only issue I have is that you got me to take off my costume but I just kissed Harry Potter."

"Dude, that's like Drarry!"

Kurt blinked twice before turning slowly to face Puck who was leaning nonchalantly against the doorframe. "I hate to ask because I feel like I don't want to know, but my curiosity is overriding. And why are you still here?"

"Because it's my house?" Puck said, like that meant it was the reasonable option for a straight man to stick around and watch two guys kiss on his front doorstep. "And Drarry is this thing in fandom where Harry and Draco get together."

Well, that really clears things up. "Fandom?" Kurt asked.

Puck nodded. "It's like a fan world where they make up their own scenarios for how things go. Lauren introduced me to it and told me if I'm good, we might do some role -"

"NO!" Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand again and began dragging him off the front doorstep. "I don't want to hear about this, I really don't!" Blaine was laughing as they left the Puckerman residence and Kurt turned to him, his gaze softening. "What's so funny?"

"You're cute when you get flustered," Blaine said simply before leaning in to kiss him again. And somehow Kurt couldn't hold it against him when his lips were that soft and he was so easy to kiss.

Kurt finally managed to pull himself away long enough to whisper, "We're supposed to be looking after Wes and David."

"Let them roam," Blaine murmured, staring at him with such intensity that Kurt felt himself shiver. "Halloween is so overrated anyway."

And Kurt had to agree. And besides, he could dress up any old time. Right now he was kissing Blaine, and there was no way anything else could take precedent over that.

I'm pretty sure I could stay attached to Darren's face forever.

*cough*

I mean... awesome story! Bring on the reviews!

MusicalEscape:

*at the lunchroom*

*pops up with video camera* "So... Are you gonna make out?"

*at the aquarium*

*pops up out of fish tank* "So, are you guys going to make out yet?"

*at Kurt's aunt's house in Michigan*

"So, you guys gonna-"

"BRITT!"