PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT!
*In "Poltergeist" voice* She's baaaaaaaaaaack! That's right, I'm back, well, for the time being. I realize that I pick this up really sporadically, but I have a lot going on in my life (I'm graduating college in a semester and student teaching in the fall and I have my final big dance show coming up) but I really like writing these little stories and I get a lot of readers and I don't like letting them down when I don't write, so this is the best I can do. But it's actually a nice little daily destresser, so I may use this to my advantage in the coming stressful months.
ALSO: You may have noticed that the title to this little series of drabbles has changed. The new title is "365 Days of Klaine." I am really hoping to eventually get it to 365 drabbles, one for every day of the year. Like, Kurt and Blaine spending a year together. IDK, I think it's cute. But anyways, here is today's drabble!
Blaine hated dropping Kurt off at the train station. It always made him so sad. But he would rather spend the extra half hour with Kurt being sad in the car than have someone else drive him to the train station. This time, they decided to see if music would help lighten the mood. The boys were in the middle of the soundtrack to Rent and "Another Day" was blasting. Blaine was lost in the song, belting along with Kurt. Unfortunately, a cop with a radar gun noticed that Blaine's lead foot was pounding the gas pedal a bit too hard and soon enough the red and blue lights were flashing behind Blaine's car. Kurt turned off the music. "What do I do?" Blaine asked, panic stricken.
"Pull over," Kurt replied calmly. Blaine pulled over and parked and turned his car off, his hands shaking on the wheel. The officer that approached the car was a burly man that was probably about Burt's age. Blaine rolled down his window and stared, terrified, straight ahead.
"Do you know how fast you were going back there?" the officer asked.
"Um…" Blaine stammered. Kurt sighed.
"Sorry, officer, he's never been pulled over before," Kurt chimed in.
"I wasn't speaking to you," the officer barked at Kurt, who just slumped back into the passenger seat. "It's a holiday weekend and we aren't taking speeding lightly, young man," the officer said, whipping out his pad of tickets from his jacket pocket.
"Look, I'm so sorry. But this is my boyfriend and he lives in New York and we don't see each other much and I'm driving him to the train station and we are always so sad on the way to the train because we have to say goodbye and we just kind of got lost in the music and it won't ever happen again as long as I live," Blaine babbled, tears forming in his hazel eyes. The police man sighed.
"Well, since it's your first time, I guess I can let this one slide," he said. Blaine breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you so much!" Blaine said enthusiastically.
"Alright, I'm walking away before I change my mind." The police man went back to his cruiser and Blaine waited until he had pulled away to pull back out onto the road.
"Are you alright?" Kurt asked after a while. Blaine sighed and took a moment to respond. It was clear he was still trying to recover.
"Screw a happy atmosphere. No music next time," Blaine laughed. Kurt kissed his cheek comfortingly and they continued sadly to the train station.