It was an unfavorably cold October day. Kurt and Blaine were busy at work in Kurt's yard. They had raked up a big pile of leaves and Blaine had just gone to get a trash bag to put them all in. He returned to find Kurt laying in the giant pile, rolling around. "Um, what are you doing?" Blaine asked, laughing.
"Jumping in the leaves, what does it look like?" Kurt replied.
"But we're supposed to be cleaning up the leaves, not playing in them," Blaine said.
"Stop being boring and just jump in!" Kurt said.
Blaine smiled before leaping wholeheartedly into the pile. Instead of the soft, fluffy bed he was expecting, he hit the ground with a thud, going right through the leaves. After recovering from the shock, he started laughing hysterically.
"Are you alright?" Kurt asked. Blaine's laughter was contagious, as Kurt was soon doubled over in laughter, too.
"I'm fine. He got to his feet and helped pull Kurt to his. "Let's clean up and go inside." It took them only a few minutes to clean up the leaves and go inside and change. They cuddled together on the couch with two mugs of hot cocoa.
Kurt noticed Blaine was snuggling into him. "Are you alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I'm just cold," Blaine replied.
"Well then let's warm you up," Kurt said. He dashed upstairs and grabbed a blanket out of the linen closet and a pair of thick, wool socks out of the drawer. "This should help," he said. He handed Blaine the socks and he put them on. He then covered the both of them with the blanket. "Better?" Kurt asked.
"Much," Blaine replied. With one gentile kiss, thye relaxed back into each other, ready to enjoy a toasty afternoon on the couch.