Question 8: Name 3 things you and your partner appear to have in common.
Life in New York had its perks and its drawbacks. Blaine had been locked in for the last couple of days due to a blizzard (drawback). On the other hand, Blaine had cohabited with Kurt in a limited space for the last couple of days (perk).
They were both on the couch reading plays and books for their homework. Kurt was fidgeting for at least half an hour now. Blaine only glimpsed at him from the top of his book trying not to be caught observing. Finally, Kurt laid down his play and sighed.
"I'm hungry."
"Is that you officially calling for a break on our studies?"
"Yes. I'm bored."
Blaine chuckled:
"Are you hungry because you're bored?"
"No, I'm equally bored and hungry."
Blaine also posed his book on the coffee table, giving his friend his full attention:
"I can make us popcorn and we could watch a movie…"
Kurt rolled his eyes:
"I think we saw all the movies this weekend."
"All the movies? Like all of them?"
Kurt poked his tongue at Blaine:
"It's too vanilla, Blee. I want emotion..."
It was Blaine's turn to roll his eyes. Kurt didn't want the kind of adventure Blaine had in mind to give to him. Blaine knew exactly how not to be vanilla with Kurt in his daydreams. He went on with sarcasm once more:
"You can try eating that can of mushroom soup that has been on our cupboard since I moved in. It will give you a kick."
This time, Kurt sighed and rolled his eyes:
"I can't stand another meal of canned food. I want to go out!"
"Then let's go."
Blaine got up and was walking to his room to change out of his pajamas. Kurt looked astonished at him:
"You're not being serious, are you?"
Blaine shrugged:
"Why not?"
"Uh, because of the blizzard… The same reason we're locked in for the last days."
"It's not that bad anymore. They've began to clean the streets."
Kurt's eyes were still huge while he answered his friend:
"They are still calling for anyone who can to stay inside."
Blaine could feel a spark in his own eyes when he responded:
"Can you?"
The spark caught on to Kurt's eyes as he seemed to be considering the possibility. Blaine went on a little more flirtatious this time:
"Don't you want to go on an adventure with me?"
Blaine extended his hand to Kurt, who was still siting on the couch. Kurt bit his lower lip like he always did when he was deep in tough. Blaine wiggled his hand:
"Do you trust me?"
Kurt giggled and said while he took the other boy's hand:
"Quoting Aladdin, Blee?"
"It worked."
After getting changed to the proper attire, Kurt and Blaine ventured out for the first time that weekend. Kurt was so excited to be out and about that in his first few steps he slipped on the ice. He would had fallen down if it weren't for Blaine's ready hands to steady him. They went on with Kurt holding on to Blaine's arms to avoid further accidents. Blaine decided that it was the better sensation in the world and that he should fight for it. He was so lost in thoughts that he barely noticed his friend talking to him.
"… everybody took the advice and stayed home."
"Huh?"
"All the restaurants are closed."
Kurt was almost pouting and Blaine pitied his friend.
"Look, McDonald's open."
Kurt scoffed:
"Not my idea of a culinary excellence, but…"
Blaine completed his sentence:
"… at least it's not canned food. Come on, it will be like remembering our childhoods. Tell me I wasn't the only one who begged for a happy meal."
Kurt mumbled something.
"Sorry, I didn't hear you."
"You were not, okay? But when I was a child what I really liked was the toy that came with it and…"
"Yes?"
Kurt blushed and looked down:
"Nothing."
Blaine shook Kurt's arm that was still wrapped around his:
"You can tell me. Please tell me what little Kurt liked."
"You'll think I'm gross!"
Blaine would never find perfect Kurt gross. Even so, he tried to break the mood:
"I tell you something I loved to do as a kid: I'd dip my French fries in the sundae. But you had to have skill. You only wanted the vanilla ice-cream on your fries, not the chocolate part."
Kurt stopped in his track and was looking admired at Blaine. He stood like that for a while and Blaine started to feel self-aware.
"What?"
"Don't you find it gross?"
"No way! It's delicious."
"That was what I didn't want to tell you. My father never let me do this because he said it was gross. Mom let me. I think I haven't had French fries with ice-cream since she passed away."
Blaine didn't resist the urge to hug his friend. He broke the hug and Kurt was sniffing but had a clean face.
"Kurt, let me please buy a sundae and French fries for your younger self. It will be like I'm dining with your mother."
"That is much better than eating that mushroom soup…"
Blaine chuckled on their way into the restaurant:
"Am I not being too vanilla for your taste?"
"Oh, shut up!"
And there sat two gay twenty somethings sharing happy meals and sundaes in a cold evening. They both enjoyed their meal more than they would admit and they both kept the little penguin toy they received as a memento of their day together.