After you are done reading this fluffy chapter, Please check out the first chapter of my first ever MULTI-CHAPTER! *wild applause* The One That Got Away. It's a angsty but the plots good and I promise it'll be Klainerific! REVIEW & ALERT POR FAVOR! Enjoy...
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"Please!" Blaine used the full force of his honey eyes against his boyfriend, stroking his jaw. Scarlet colored Kurt's cheeks and he glanced from the shiny objects at his feet to the pleading boy in front of him.
"Anderson, you are going to be the death of me!" he sighed. Blaine hopped up and down in excitement, clapping his hands.
"Is that a yes!"
Kurt growled, smiling despite himself. His Hobbit was way too adorable. Letting out a whoop of joy, Blaine gently slid Kurt to sit on the park bench behind him. He crouched down, tenderly removing Kurt's black oxfords.
"I feel like Cinderella," Kurt stuck his tongue out childishly.
"Oh shush! You know you love it:" Blaine chuckled, He slid the ice skates onto Kurt's feet, humming Baby It's Cold his breath. Kurt studied the shorter boy as he laced up the deathtraps.
"You do realize what you just did, don't you?" Kurt groaned dramatically. "You just tied me into blades of dea-" Lips pressed onto his, cause his mouth to transform into a smile. Grabbing Blaine's waist with his hungry hands, Kurt slipped his tongue onto the boy's mouth, begging for access. Blaine moaned, pulling back with a husky laugh.
"You're not getting out of this that easy," he whispered. Putting on his best pout, Kurt folded his arms.
"I could though," he crooned. "We could go back to my place... yah know Carol likes to put miseltoe everywhere,"
A shiver ran down Blaine's spine and he shook his head like a dog with water in it's ears. He pulled Kurt up by the waist, holding him close.
"Nope!"
"How can you sound so cheerful!" Kurt grumbled. "We are about to die!"
Blaine chuckled, leading Kurt onto the iced over pond in the middle of Lima's one and only park, Peterbark Park. They were alone, Blaine had chose the night of McKinley High Schools last football game for their night of fun, gaurenteeing privacy.
"You're going to survive," he promised, letting go of Kurt's hand to make the cub scout paw with his hand. "Scouts honor,"
Waving his arms around frantically, his high-strung boyfriend screamed.
"Don't let go of me!"
Blaine sucked in a breath of air, catching Kurt in his arms at the last moment. The countertenor's eyes were on fire.
"That's it, we are going home!" he cried. "And we are NOT stopping at the mistletoe!"
Brow creasing, Blaine squeezed his love's waist warmly.
"You can go, but I'm staying,"
Taking in his surroundings, Kurt let out a angry shriek. Blaine had pulled them out to the middle of the ice. There was no escape, not without Blaine's help that was.
"You're diabolical!" he breathed, incredulous.
"Come one, angel! I promise if you fall again, we can leave, just give it one more try," Blaine pleaded, grasping Kurt's hands in his. Losing himself in his darling's golden eyes, Kurt nodded apprehensively.
"Just don't let go of me," he warned with a small voice. Blaine pressed his lips to Kurt's cheek.
"Never,"
The couple skated for a many blissful minutes, Blaine leading them across the ice. He spun them a few times, smiling beautifully. Lost in each other's eyes, they danced till the moon was high in the sky and the night air bit at their bones.
"I love you, Kurt Hummel," Blaine tightened his grip on the countertenor's waist, never wanting to let go.
Suddenly, lips found his in the darkness, working with passion. Instinctivly, Blaine's hands moved to twist into Kurt's hair.
THUD
The lips disappeared, leaving Blaine lost. He looked to the ground.
Kurt was lying in a mess of limbs, cradling his left arm.
"Owwwww!" he moaned. "Omigaga, that hurts!"
Blaine's eyes widened in horror.
"Oh my gosh, darling I'm so sorry!" he gasped, crouching down. "Can you try moving it?"
Kurt's stubborn eyes flashed, but he succumbed, attempting to make a fist.
He screamed, tears pooling into his eyes. Panicking, Blaine summoned all his strength, lifting Kurt into his arms.
"Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry!" he chanted, carrying the whimpering teen to the car. Setting him in the passenger seat, he drove him to the hospital, cranking up the heater.
It turned out to be a clean break, meaning Kurt would only be in a cast for about a month. Hours later, as they walked out of the hospital, Blaine turned to his injured lover hesitantly.
"Angel, I'm so so so sorry," he began. "I shouldn't have made you go, I-"
For the second time that night, Kurt's lips suddenly found Blaine's, moving softly. A moment later, he pulled away, a small smile on his face.
"It's ok," he said simply. Blaine looked shocked.
"Oh... Ok, I'm not going to argue,"
"Besides, it's going to be a great story to tell our kids one day, isn't it?" Kurt gave Blaine one last peck on the cheek before entering the car. Snow fell on Blaine as he stood, even more shocked than before.
If it's forever he wants, it's forever he's going to get.

This turned into a kind of prequel of my last one-shot, what caused Blaine to get Kurt the ring. I know it doesn't make sense since Kurt never had a cast but idk maybe he had a miraculous recovery ;) Hope you liked it! Please review and alert and be sure and check out my new story, The One That Got Away! Klisses and Klugs to all!