Thank you to those of you who have prompted, I appreciate it so much! This is probably obvious, but I'll say it anyway - you can prompt more than once, if you want. I can't think of anything else I need to say, so without further ado, a prompt from Patty The Purple Platypus:

You could do a story where Kurt and Blaine find a puppy and Kurt realizes just how much his boyfriend acts like one.

I hope it's what you wanted! Prepare yourselves for pure fluff.

Puppy

The sun made the cloudless sky so bright that it was almost white, and the park was full of families basking in the warmth of the late morning sunshine - giggling children throwing a frisbee and parents lounging on blankets. Blaine's hand was soft and warm in Kurt's as they strolled slowly across the grassy park, Blaine humming a song in the back of his throat and Kurt joining in at random intervals with a joyous, lilting whistle.

"I wish every day could be like today," Kurt sighed contentedly as Blaine's voice faintly sketched out the bridge of the song. "Nobody's given us funny looks for holding hands, and I love it when you're not singing to perform."

Blaine smiled at his boyfriend and kept on humming. They didn't need words to know just what the other was thinking. Blaine tipped his head against Kurt's shoulder and kissed the edge of his jaw lightly, his breath brushing against the skin of Kurt's neck as lightly as feathers.

Kurt giggled and, when Blaine looked at him questioningly, explained, "That tickles."

A mischievous sparkle came into Blaine's cinnamon eyes, and Kurt knew he'd said the wrong thing. "Oh, yeah?" Blaine asked, a smile already pulling up the corners of his mouth.

Kurt tried to duck out of the way just as Blaine's hand shot towards him. "Hey!" he protested, laughing, half wanting to be caught.

He got his wish as Blaine snagged him by the shoulder and pinned him close by his side, attacking Kurt's sides and neck with tickles.

"Stop that!" Kurt shouted, recovering from his uncontrollable laugher long enough to snake his arm about Blaine's narrow waist and spin him around. "Not so fast," Kurt whispered low in Blaine's ear just before tackling him and wrestling him playfully to the ground.

They tumbled onto the warm, sweet-smelling grass together, and Blaine squirmed underneath Kurt's lithe body as Kurt peppered his face with kisses. "How did you do that?" Blaine asked, surveying Kurt's slight build speculatively.

"You forget," Kurt grinned smugly. "I was on the football team for a week."

"As a kicker," Blaine qualified.

"Yeah, but you think that somewhere in between dance routines the guys didn't teach me a couple of tricks?"

Blaine flashed a white smile and waggled his eyebrows at Kurt before murmuring smoothly, "I've got some tricks of my own." He surged up swiftly and rolled Kurt over, straddling him with his legs and pressing his palms against Kurt's chest. "I win," he grinned triumphantly from his perch atop Kurt.

"How old are you, five?"

"Nope," Blaine said, entirely carefree, bending over from the waist and laying his head against Kurt's chest. "I can hear your heart beating," he said after a moment.

Kurt smiled and ran his hands lightly over the top of Blaine's perfectly arranged hair. "As much as I appreciate that you're laying on top of me," Kurt said, "I'm going to have to regretfully ask you to get off of me, because you're a little heavy, and people are starting to stare."

Blaine sighed and rolled off into the grass, his arm reaching over to brush his finger's against Kurt's. Kurt shifted onto his side and gently stroked Blaine's face, his crystalline eyes shinning happily as he curved his palm around the shape of Blaine's cheekbone. "I could spend forever with you here," Kurt whispered.

Blaine closed his eyes briefly, his long lashes casting shadows prettily over his cheek, and nestled his face into Kurt's hand as he replied, "We have the whole summer, and that's enough for me. If this is now, then I can wait for forever."

Kurt was examining the line of Blaine's jaw and the curve of his lips when Blaine suddenly propped himself up on his elbow and, looking past Kurt's head, said, "Ooh, look, there's a puppy!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "You're so easily distracted, you know that?"

"Oh, c'mon, it's adorable," Blaine protested, not taking his eyes off the dog.

Kurt groaned quietly but followed Blaine's gaze across the park to a little curly-haired black schnauzer that was bounding across the grass towards him. A ways behind it, a small boy chased after it, waving a leash and calling the dog's name.

Blaine sat up the rest of the way and held out his hands to the animal. The puppy came right up to him and began licking eagerly at Blaine's hands, worming his way into Blaine's lap and then nuzzling at him with its wet little nose. Blaine looked up at Kurt, his entire face lit up. "He likes me!"

Kurt's heart melted at the sight. "That he does," he agreed, watching Blaine running his hands over the dog's body as the little animal braced its forepaws against Blaine's chest and leaped up to lick the tip of Blaine's nose. Blaine laughed loudly and scooped the puppy into his arms, cooing at it and gently pulling on the dog's silky ears.

The little boy who'd been following after the dog ran up then, breathless from his chase. "Sorry," the child said shyly, crouching and clapping his hands to get the dog's attention. "Max got away from me, but he's friendly, I promise."

Blaine gave the boy a kind smile and said, "I can see that. Max seems like a very good dog."

Kurt beamed as Blaine's calming demeanor instantly put the nervous child at ease. Blaine was so good with kids. He could just imagine Blaine twenty years later with a child of their own… Kurt stopped that thought in its tracks, trying not to plan that far ahead into his future, but the smile lingered on his face.

"He's a really sweet puppy," Blaine was saying to the boy. "You don't mind if I say bye to him, do you?"

Max's face brightened even more and he eagerly gave consent. "Max thinks you're sweet, too," the child smiled.

Blaine grinned and picked up the dog behind its forepaws, lifting it up to his face and rubbing his nose against that of the dog's. Kurt gazed at them, the two dark curly heads bent towards each other, one canine, one human, so pure and happy and strangely yet perfectly alike. Blaine kissed the top of the dog's head lightly and then reached over and handed him to the little boy.

"Thanks," the child said quietly.

"No, thank you," Blaine answered sincerely, a dimple Kurt never knew he had appearing in his cheek.

Blaine stared after the boy and dog walking away for a moment and then flopped back down onto the grass, tucking his hands beneath his head and closing his eyes contentedly.

Kurt watched his chest move slowly up and down with his breathing and wondered for the millionth time what he'd done to deserve someone as wonderful as Blaine. "I love you," Kurt whispered intensely.

Blaine's chocolate eyes opened and he looked up at Kurt. "I love you, too," he answered simply. Kurt lay back down next to Blaine, letting Blaine's humming fill the air again, thinking that if this was the rest of his life, he'd never want anything more.

I wasn't quite sure if they were in character, but I decided to just go with what I had and move on. I hope you all enjoyed. Review, please?