I apologize to any Twilight fans that may be reading this.
Any and all Starkid references are completely unintentional (except the first one).
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This is what real literature looks like
"Oh my wizard god."
Kurt looked up to see Blaine staring at him, a shocked and somewhat disgusted look on his face.
"Oh my god, put it down," he nearly shouted at Kurt, attempting to knock the book out of his hands.
"Blaine!" Kurt protested, tugging the book away from his reach. "What are you doing?"
"What.. what am I doing?" he spluttered. "What are you doing?"
"Reading a book...?" Kurt trailed off when he saw Blaine's expression.
"You call that literature? Kurt," Blaine sighed. "Twilight is not an appropriate choice."
"For who?"
"For anybody!"
Kurt rose a skeptical brow. "And why not?"
"Because it's garbage!"
"Well," Kurt huffed. "I like it."
Blaine just stared at him for a moment, flabbergasted. Then, he gave a deep, frustrated sigh and crossed the room to his bookcase. He pulled one out immediately, barely needing to look for it. He tossed the book onto the end of Kurt's bed.
"Read this, it'll blow your mind."
Kurt looked curiously down at the cover. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. He rolled his eyes. Of course.
"Blaine, how many times now have you tried to get me to read this?" he asked, exasperated. "I told you – I like romance."
"There's some romance in it," Blaine insisted. "...Just...not for the first few books. I mean, they are only eleven in the first one." He put his hands up as if to defend himself. "Just, please read it. For me?" He widened his eyes and pouted his lips, putting on his best puppy dog face.
Kurt resisted as long as he could, crossing his arms over his chest and pointedly looking in the opposite direction. But then Blaine whimpered, and it was so cute, and he just couldn't take it anymore. He snapped his book shut and threw it aside, snatching up the one Blaine had given him.
"The things I do for you," he muttered while turning the page. Blaine merely grinned at him and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"That's all I get?" Kurt protested. Blaine smirked and pressed a sweet, but fleeting kiss to Kurt's mouth.
"That's all for now," he teased, pulling away. "Until you finish that book."
Kurt scowled. "Go away then," he grumbled. "I have to read this stupid book."
Blaine laughed and ducked out the door.
A few days later...
"Oh my gosh... It's official. I'm hooked," Kurt said as he handed the book back to him.
"YES!" Blaine pumped his fist through the air in triumph. "So, uh, would you like to pick up where we left off..?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
"Maybe later – could you lend me the next one?"
"Uh.. sure." Blaine made sure he was out of Kurt's sight before smacking himself in the face.
I just created my own cock-block.
I don't even know.