AN: Inspired by lyrics from "Summer Of Love" by Steps
It was way too hot. Even sitting in the shade of the elm tree in his back yard with a tank top and shorts on, he felt like he was roasting. Leaning against Blaine only contributed to that heat but that was something he would deal with - Kurt liked the closeness of his boyfriend despite the smell of sweat that lingered in the air around them.
"Why are we not in the air conditioned environment of my house?" Kurt asked.
"Because you said you were tired of listening to Finn complain about missing Rachel," Blaine said idly, not opening his eyes as he leaned back against the trunk of the elm that was shading them.
"Oh, right. I think the heat has fried my brain. Who knew it could be so hot in the shade?"
Blaine reached for the empty glass that had contained lemonade not long before. Though it was melting quickly, there was still some ice left in the glass. Plucking one of the cubes from the glass, he pressed the frozen water against the back of Kurt's bare neck.
Kurt gasped and sat up. "What are you doing?" he asked, turning to look back at his boyfriend.
"Trying to un-fry your brain," Blaine replied innocently.
"Yeah, well a little warning next time would be nice," Kurt told him, even as he leaned in to kiss his boyfriend.
"What fun would that be," Blaine responded, before pressing his lips against Kurt's.
The kiss was short-lived though as another gasp escaped Kurt's mouth, this time because Blaine had dropped the rapidly disappearing piece of ice down the back of Kurt's tank top.
"Two can play that game, Blaine Anderson," Kurt said playfully as he reached for his own glass.