"Kurt, you're being silly," Blaine yelled through the door into Kurt's bathroom over the sound of the shower running.
"No I'm not, I just itched," Kurt yelled back. Today at school an announcement had been made that it had been discovered that a student at McKinley had contracted head lice and that everyone should be careful not to get it.
"It was probably just an itch! It's normal!" Blaine yelled. The shower had stopped. Kurt popped his head out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and his wet hair sticking to his face.
"You can never be too careful when it comes to those dirty things," Kurt said matter-of-factly and then slammed the door in Blaine's face again. Blaine sighed and sat down on the bed. Kurt emerged wearing only his boxers with his hair slightly less wet. He went over to the bureau and changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt. He then proceeded to turn down his covers and examine his pillows very closely.
"What are you doing?" Blaine asked.
"Making sure they haven't infiltrated the premises yet," Kurt replied.
"Okay, now you're just being redic…" Blaine was cut off by a sharp, short scream from Kurt.
"Oh my god, there's one there! No wonder I felt itchy! It's happening again! Look, Blaine! It's right there!" Kurt yelled, grabbing Blaine's shoulders and scratching furiously at his own hair.
"Oh my God, Kurt, you're right! It's the ferocious lint bug!" Blaine said, picking up the tiny piece of black lint and flicking it onto the rug. "Calm down Kurt, you're letting the paranoia set in."
"I know. It's just, I had lice when I was in first grade and it was just awful! I was so itchy and the special shampoo smelled bad and made my hair all greasy," Kurt said, pouting.
"Well now you're older and smarter now. You don't wear hats all that much, so there's no chance of you sharing one with anybody and you use so much hairspray that there's no chance of using anyone else's hair brush," Blaine said. Kurt sighed.
"I guess you're right. You always know how to make me feel better," Kurt said, leaning on Blaine.
"Oh my God, what's that?" Blaine yelled pointing to Kurt's hair.
"What's what? Oh God, it's happening again!" Kurt yelled. Blaine burst out laughing.
"Gotcha!" Blaine said, laughing. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Very mature," Kurt said, shoving Blaine, but starting to giggle a bit himself. The boys laughed and settled down for an afternoon of homework and cuddles.
Hello readers! I apologize for not being able to think of anything better than head lice to write about for a word as awesome as paranoia. :-P