Fluff and nothing but fluff. Are you ready? Diabetes in less than 200 words.
No Place Like Home
Having dinner with Mr. Kurt Hummel-Anderson was one of Blaine favorite thing in this world. They didn't have to talk to let each other know how their day went or how happy or sad they felt, and just being together at the end of a long day was always satisfying.
Kurt was cutting the tomatoes for the salad when Blaine came up behind him and hugged him tight around the waist. He hummed gently, smiling when he felt Blaine's lips on his neck, continuing to cut the tomato into precise small cubes.
"Today's Thursday," murmured Blaine.
"Mhm." Kurt leaned against the warmness of Blaine's body, inhaling his sweet scent.
"Wanna go out tomorrow night? The Host is showing." He nibbled lightly on Kurt's ear.
"I'd love that. Can we go to that new bar afterwards? I've been dying to ever since they opened."
Blaine kissed just under Kurt's ear, feeling him shiver, and squeezed his waist. "It's a date."
You know what I just realized? I'm almost up to one hundred drabbles! Yay!
Also, can I just give a shoutout to my amazing friend, M? Girl, I love you. You're the best friend I could ever ask for. We're not just friends, we're sisters. Forever.