Please don't hate me for not updating for so long! I hope there are still people willing to read this after I've been the world's worst updater ever. I'm so sorry to the people who are waiting for their prompts, I haven't forgotten about you, and I promise they're all coming eventually! But as fans of Glee, I guess we're all used to ridiculously long hiatuses, so onto this chapter, prompted by Strangeangelsxx:
Warblers water fight! And it turns out Kurt is a bamf. Blaine is supremely impressed, and decides he loves his boyfriend.
Didn't come out as good as I wanted it to, there were so many places I could go with this, but I felt weird writing any of them, so it's a little tame. And I couldn't keep you guys waiting any longer, so I just decided to post it and move on.
Water Fight
Kurt gazed in wonder at the huge, identical houses and perfectly manicured lawns rising up before him as Blaine drove along the slowly curving road. They were all the same, tall and white vinyl with bricks, big glass windows arching over the doors and prim white picket fences strung between the properties.
Blaine slowed down in front of one of them and chuckled at the incredulous look that had been on Kurt's face since they turned into the neighborhood. "See?" he asked, pulling the keys out of the ignition and nudging Kurt's shoulder. "I told you Wes's parents were loaded."
Kurt shook his head in awe. "This is too much."
"I know, right?" Blaine asked eagerly. "I bet now you're glad I didn't let you turn down his invitation, aren't you?"
Kurt chuckled at the eager light in Blaine's eyes and the way he was almost bouncing in his seat from excitement. "I still think it's weird for me to be coming. I shouldn't be at your end-of-year party when I was only at Dalton for a few months."
"How many times do I have to tell you?" Blaine called as he slid out of the car and came around to open Kurt's door. "Once a Warbler-"
"Always a Warbler, I know," Kurt interrupted.
"Exactly." Blaine cast Kurt a perplexed glance and added, "You get that every guy at Dalton wishes they could go to the annual Warbler pool party, right?"
Kurt shrugged. "It's just a party."
"It's the party!" Blaine stared at Kurt in mock horror and scolded, "You do not have the proper appreciation for this."
"Right!" Kurt agreed. "Which is why I shouldn't be here. You should have let some poor freshman go instead."
Kurt began to make his way up the wide, flagstone path to the front door, expecting Blaine to keep up the banter, but instead Blaine grabbed his hand and towed him away, across the lawn towards a gate in the fence. "This way," Blaine insisted.
"We can't just walk into someone's backyard!" Kurt protested.
"It's not 'someone's,' it's Wes's, so we certainly can," Blaine answered easily.
Kurt chuckled and shook his head. "He might come after you with his gavel," he teased.
"I could take him," Blaine grinned, lifting the latch in the whitewashed gate and leading Kurt onto an elaborate patio that bordered a huge pool.
"They're here!" David called, catching sight of them, and a moment later Kurt found himself surrounded by a clamoring, enthusiastic crowd of boys and every doubt he'd had about belonging in the midst of them vanished. "You're late!" David accused. "We thought Kurt backed out after all," he added, giving Kurt a playful shove.
"I'd never let him," Blaine said seriously. "But he insisted putting on sunscreen at home."
"It needs time to set or it'll just wash off!" Kurt protested indignantly. "We can't all have the privilege of skin that tans instead of burns. And if we're talking about ridiculous measures, take note that Blaine insisted in gelling his hair even though he's going to be swimming."
"Well, then if your sunscreen's already 'set'…" Nick murmured, trailing off wickedly before grabbing Kurt around the shoulders and dragging him, fully clothed, into the pool.
"Hey!" Kurt spluttered when he surfaced, rubbing the water out of his eyes and pushing his wet hair off his forehead so that he could see Nick, smirking as he treaded water a few feet away. "Those were designer fabrics I had on! You are going to pay!" he yelled across the pool, struggling out of his sodden shirt and tossing it onto the edge of the pool so that he could make his way towards Nick.
He splashed water into Nick's face, blinding him momentarily, and snatched the opportunity to get him into a headlock and whoop triumphantly before Nick began flailing his arms and legs wildly, forcing Kurt to release his hold in order to stay afloat. "Push me in again and we can drown together before I let you get away," Kurt growled playfully in Nick's ear.
Just then, a familiar voice cried, "Cannonball!" and a high wall of water engulfed both boys for a moment as Blaine plunged into the pool, his knees tucked up into his chest. Kurt giggled as Blaine swam to the surface and shook out his matted curls like a puppy, sending glittering droplets high into the air and running down his bare chest.
Kurt swam to his side with slow, leisurely strokes, and when Blaine opened his arms, he wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist and locked his fingers at the back of his neck, ignorant of the splashes around them as other Warblers jumped into the pool.
"You go all out, don't you?" Blaine observed, surprise and slight admiration apparent in his voice as he placed his hands lightly under Kurt's thighs to support his body, nearly weightless in the water.
"What can I say?" Kurt whispered back, his voice purposefully dropping an octave as he nipped lightly at Blaine's ear. "I'm just that hard core. Weren't expecting it, were you?"
"You never cease to amaze me, Hummel," Blaine chuckled. "Have I ever told you that I love you and all your spitfire temper?"
"I think I can remember you saying something like that," Kurt teased. "Once… twice… every day."
Blaine threw back his head and laughed exuberantly, then slid his hands down the length of Kurt's legs to his knees as Kurt pecked him on the cheek and unwound himself from Blaine's body. "Come on," Kurt urged eagerly as he looked past Blaine's shoulder to the new water fight that had broken out between Jeff and Trent. "I think my skills are needed somewhere."
Blaine grinned and followed, calling after Kurt, "It looks like you're enjoying the party, after all."
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