"I wish you would have let me ride in the cart-I swear I can fit into the little kid seat here!"
"Blaine, last time you got stuck in the seat, and it was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life!" Kurt replied, rolling his eyes at his boyfriend.
"You could let me try-" Blaine continued, before being abruptly cut off by Kurt.
"No! Blaine Anderson, you are 17 years old, not three, despite your lovely attitude." Kurt sassily snapped back at him.
"Fine," Blaine pouted, "but you totally owe me a candy bar at the checkout."
"Okay Mr. Grumpypants" Kurt replied sarcastically.
The boys were shopping for supplies for the Warbler's end of year party, and weren't having much success.
"I don't see why I have to help-I don't even go to Dalton anymore," Kurt said while absentmindedly looking at different streamers, "Blaine…Blaine! Where are you?"
"Over here!" Blaine called from the next aisle
Kurt was not expecting what stood in the next aisle-standing in the middle of the "Lucky Luau" party display was his boyfriend, decked out in a grass skirt, coconut bra, and the piece de resistance-a poorly constructed ukulele.
"Whadja think," Blaine asked mischievously, "is it me?"
"I should have let you ride in the cart…then none of this would be happening…please, let me wake up now so I do not die of embarrassment." Kurt muttered.
"But this is much more fun than the cart!" Blaine joyfully replied, before launching into his song and hula dance routine:
"Oh, Kurt Hummel you're a cutie,
You're a real beauty,
You have a super cute booty, and-
"Blaine, you will stop your song right there if you want to live to go to the Warbler's end of the year party." Kurt said, turning red from the top of his ears on down.
"Okay, I guess, but I'm keeping the grass skirt, I think it suits me," Blaine replied, smoothing his skirt down, "we should do a Hawaiian theme so I can wear it!"
"Fine, as long as it keeps you happy," Kurt replied, "but no coconut bra-ever."
"Deal!" Blaine replied.
"Alright, so let's get this over with-just grab all the tacky luau stuff," Kurt sighed, "so much for a classy party."
"Classy is overrated," Blaine said smiling, "kitsch is definitely where it's at!"
They grabbed all of the "Lucky Luau" supplies, and headed for the checkout.
"I want a Milky Way, just in case you were wondering."
"What?" Kurt asked, somewhat confused.
"You still owe me a candy bar for not letting me ride in the cart," Blaine replied "or next time am I going to have to make you pinky swear?"
"Get your candy bar, you silly little Warbler."
"Love you too-" Blaine started to say teasingly before stopping with his hand over his mouth, "I mean, um…"
"It's okay," Kurt said with a small smile, "it's too soon, right?"
Blaine kept awkwardly dithering while Kurt checked out.
"Blaine, has anyone ever told you how cute you look when you let the cat out of the bag?"
Blaine stopped, then grabbed Kurt's hand as they walked out of the store, and whispered, "Thanks for being so amazing."
To Be Continued!