Yes, I know, sorry, I forgot to upload last week. Well, I have good excuses. It was very crazy, very hectic, and involved a trip to the hospital. Also, have you seen this prompt? It's near impossible. Anyway, here it is, albeit a week late. Might try to write on Fridays when I get the prompts, now, just in case. Enjoy!
Prompt: Artistic Restraint
Words: 277
It was Kurt's job to buy all of the furniture and soft furnishings when they moved into their new apartment, and Blaine's to find a way of him messing around with music while Kurt was working. As it turned out, that was the bigger job.
He started by suggesting that one of them would use the living room whilst the other had the small bedroom that they had decided to convert into a study (with a foldaway bed for visitors). They realised that didn't work when they discovered how thin the walls were. They tried one in the bedroom, the other in the kitchen, but sooner or later one would want sleep and the other food, and it was always the inconvenient way around. And whilst Blaine suggested he could visit a friend with his guitar, Kurt just didn't want to lose his boyfriend for that many hours; although he may not enjoy hearing him whilst he was working, it was good to know that he was there.
And that's when Blaine looked into sheds and summerhouses, following his obsession with the bandstands in the local parks. He looked around, talked to some people, spent hours researching everything he could. Then, whilst Kurt was away for a Paris Fashion Week, he took it upon himself to build the perfect den. It was soundproofed, warm, with electric sockets so he could install lights and even a coffee machine and fridge. He put in a bench, lots of cushions. It was the place that he had always wanted.
The only problem was that when Kurt came home and saw what Blaine had built he wanted to use it too.