This is probably my favorite chapter. I hope you like it!
Blaine was giddy with excitement. Luckily for him, his English class was cancelled. He wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day relaxing with Kurt, who unfortunately, was still trapped at school. He could always try to convince him to skip, but Kurt would never do anything of the sort.
Blaine sighed as he walked through the door of the apartment, tossing his bag and coat in a chair as Pippin greeted him. "Hey boy. What have you been up to today?" He smiled, scratching his head. "Why don't we make Daddy K dinner?" Blaine quickly fed him and made his way to the kitchen to rummage through the cabinets.
Blaine wasn't sure what to make. He wasn't the world's greatest cook and sometimes he needed help in the kitchen. Hopefully there was something quick and easy he could whip together to surprise his boyfriend.
Everything Blaine found was too difficult. He didn't have anything to go with plain pasta, chicken just looked to difficult, and he wasn't in the mood for breakfast. A can of soup caught his eye. That was easy enough- he hadn't had a grilled cheese in forever.
He quickly worked on buttering the bread, turning the burner on as high as it would go, assembling the sandwiches after. When he made his way to the soup, he couldn't find the can opener- he had forgotten where they kept it since he frequently relied on fast food to keep him going. As he searched through the drawers for the device, the sandwiches started to overheat, building up a thick dark crust as smoke billowed from the bread.
Blaine didn't even bother to turn and check on the sandwiches, his full attention on finding the small utensil. After a few more moments of frustrated searching, he finally found it, turning to see the entire kitchen filled with smoke. He gasped and rushed to the skillet, trying to blow some of the smoke away. He whined and turned the heat off, moving the pan to a cool burner.
With a dish towel in hand, the boy flailed around the kitchen trying to clear some of the haze, but it floated out of the room, covering the entire apartment. Before he knew it, the smoke alarm was sounding, and Blaine was rushing to open the living room windows, trying his hardest to fan out the smoke.
Soon, most of the smoke was floating out, but it was still quite hazy, making his eyes water profusely. The sound of sirens cut through the air and before he knew it, there was a knock at the door, several firemen rushing through immediately to inspect things. "Damnit," Blaine thought. "I'm so stupid."
The firemen were quite understanding towards Blaine's story, but constantly reminded him to always keep an eye on heated surfaces. The entire situation was ridiculously embarrassing, but he nodded to them in agreement.
Just as soon as the fire department made their way out the door, Kurt walked in with wide eyes and an audible gasp.
"Blaine! A-are you okay? What happened? Did something burn? Are you okay?" He was a bit frantic and worried- Blaine hung his head in shame.
"So, funny story." He shifted a little and scratched his head. "English class was cancelled, and I thought that you would like a nice dinner after a long day…"
"Oh, no." Kurt gasped. He knew where this was headed.
"I didn't catch anything on fire! Promise! The smoke was just really thick and it set off the alarm, and the fire department came, and I was just really stupid. I'm sorry, Kurt. I just wanted to surprise you and have a nice date night but I ruin-"
Kurt smiled and immediately cut him off with a kiss. "Thank you." He cupped his cheek.
"Thank you for the thought. You make me so incredibly happy, and even though things went a little wrong, you're so amazing for thinking about me."
Blaine smiled, pulling him into a hug. "You're not mad?"
Kurt smiled. "Mad? No. Scared? A little. We'll just have to make sure you stick to pop tarts and cereal for awhile." He smiled. "I love you. Let's order a pizza instead. Go pick out a movie."
Blaine smiled, kissing his nose before walking away.
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