Day 11: Demonstrate

"No. No. No…you're wasting your time, Blaine," Kurt sighed, but Blaine persisted, swiping at his phone screen and showing Kurt one option after another.

"Come on, Kurt," Blaine whined. "You have to pick one of them."

"The invitation said 'optional' and I am opting for no," Kurt retorted.

Blaine huffed, leaning away from Kurt but continuing to flip through photos. "You're no fun anymore," he pouted.

"That's not what you said last night," Kurt quipped, brushing the backs of his fingers up and down Blaine's arm. Blaine stubbornly scooted away a couple of inches on the couch, eliciting a laugh from his husband.

"I can't believe you won't even consider it."

"What did you expect?" Kurt asked, scooching closer to Blaine until they were touching again. There was no heat behind their argument at all, and he was determined to get Blaine to stop pouting.

"You're going to feel silly and out of place," Blaine argued, ignoring Kurt's question. "Everyone there will be wearing one, and you'll stick out like a sore thumb."

"A sore, well-dressed thumb," Kurt muttered.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "It's one party. You can't wear an ugly Christmas sweater for a few hours at a party?"

"It literally has 'ugly' in the name! Why would I wear something that is designed to be ugly?"

"They aren't all actually ugly, you know. Some of them can be really cute and attractive." At Kurt's incredulous glare, Blaine added, "Really! They can!"

Kurt leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. "Fine. Care to demonstrate? Go get one of your not-so-ugly-but-actually-cute-and-attractive Christmas sweaters and convince me. If I agree you look attractive, I'll wear a sweater to the party. If I don't agree, then we both go dressed like normal human beings. Deal?" Kurt held out his hand to seal the bet.

Blaine stared him down for a few seconds, then smirked. "Deal," he shook Kurt's hand firmly, rose from the couch, and went to the bedroom. Kurt shook his head at his ridiculous mate and reached for a magazine.

A few minutes later, Blaine emerged. He was, indeed, wearing an ugly Christmas sweater as Kurt had challenged. It was fashioned after an elf costume, with a green vest, red-and-white striped sleeves, a pointy yellow collar and a gold belt buckle, all knitted into the design. It even had a hood that came to a point in the back and had a jingle bell at the tip.

"Did I demonstrate my point effectively?" he asked, slowly turning around to give Kurt a full view.

Kurt's mouth fell slightly open. The flush rising on his cheeks and his darkening eyes told Blaine he had won. Of course, that reaction may have been more due to the tight pair of red briefs that he wore rather than to the sweater itself.

Blaine approached the couch and sat beside Kurt, swinging his legs over Kurt's lap and looping his arms around his neck.

"Cheater," Kurt scoffed.

"All's fair in love and ugly Christmas sweaters," Blaine said, claiming a victory kiss.

A/N: Yes, I modeled Blaine's sweater after the sweater that Darren owns.