A/N – First of all, sorry this has taken so long to update! Blah. Exams suck. But it's here now, and yeah. Secondly, thank you for the reviews, alerts and favourites! I really appreciate it. Finally, if you guys have any ideas for where you want this to go, please let me know. I have a basic plan here, but that's it. :')
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Kurt let his head fall against the window, his eyes searching through the rain. Blaine had been gone for about an hour now. He'd only gone to fetch their food. It should have taken half an hour at most. Knowing Blaine, he'd be jumping on the counter and bursting into song. He never did get over the strange tendency he had for leaping on furniture. Kurt was constantly telling him off or bodily dragging him off the couch, the bed, the kitchen table… Kurt jumped, startled from his thoughts, as the front door banged. He hadn't even seen Blaine approaching their apartment block.
"I told you to take an umbrella!" Kurt sung out as he danced out into the hall. He burst out laughing at the sight that awaited him. His boyfriend – no, his fiancée – was absolutely drenched. His curls were flat and dripping, and he was shivering. Even his eyelashes had water dripping off the tips.
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well." He held out the brown paper bag with the food in it for Kurt to take.
Kurt snorted good-naturedly. "You wanted Thai food; you can do it." He moved to help Blaine out of his jacket, but Blaine stepped back and made a funny noise. Kurt raised an eyebrow.
Blaine shuffled awkwardly from foot to foot, saying nothing. He still had one hand in his jacket pocket. It was then that Kurt spotted the bizarre bulge in the front of Blaine's jacket, right next to his pocket.
"Blaine," Kurt said in a calm, measured voice. "What's in your jacket?"
Blaine pulled his best confused face. "There's nothing in my jacket." He made to sidestep around Kurt and dart into the kitchen, but Kurt simply stuck his arm out and curled it around Blaine's waist.
"You're not going anywhere," Kurt responded. He moved his hands to the zip nestled against Blaine's neck. Blaine bit his lip guiltily. Slowly, Kurt pulled the zip most of the way to the bottom, the noise loud in the silence, and looked down. Nestled in Blaine's jacket, fast asleep, was a tiny, soaking wet kitten. Kurt simply raised his gaze to look Blaine straight in the eye, one eyebrow cocked.
"Um…" Blaine said awkwardly. He shrugged, but upon seeing Kurt's glare he held his hands up in mock surrender. "She was stuck in a drain Kurt, and it's raining outside! She could have drowned! And look at her, she's so cute. And I've always wanted a cat, and we're allowed to have them here and…" His voice trailed off.
Kurt groaned, looking down at the kitten, the back at Blaine. He was pulling his best puppy dog eyes, stroking the sleeping kitten's head gently. "Can we keep her?" As if to prove a point, the kitten began to purr loudly, snuggling deeper against Blaine. Blaine looked delighted.
Kurt sighed. He couldn't resist Blaine, especially not when he looked so ecstatic. He was wrapped around Blaine's little finger almost as much as Blaine was wrapped around his. Almost. "Fine. Fine. You can keep her. Maybe you should take her to the vet or something. She's pretty straggly."
Blaine beamed so wide Kurt thought his face was going to split. "Yessss! We get to keep her! I'm going to call her Ramona. And she is not straggly. Well. Only a little bit."
A/N – I totally need to give Melanie some credit here. [insert credit for Mel]. The whole 'Blaine bringing a kitten home' thing was her idea on the RP the other day. I just happened to borrow it. So yeah. Go Melanie.