Fluff with a fluffy blanket! Because I'm in love with mine, although it's already too hot to sleep with it- cuddling in it is pure joy.
And no, this story does not make any sense whatsoever.
Fluff
A year ago, Blaine believed there was no bigger joy than curling in his heavy, fluffy blanket.
Now he knew he had been mistaken- there was no bigger joy to him than curling into Kurt's arms, snuggling together on cold winter nights with the occasional thunder roaring in the background.
And lying with Kurt under that same blanket? Now that was something he couldn't stop himself from wanting more of. On one especially lazy weekend, they spent almost twenty four hours in Blaine's bed, excluding only bathroom and food breaks.
The look of Kurt's slender body wrapped in his blanket, in his bed, did strange things to Blaine's body. He stroked Kurt's cheek, admiring its softness and reddish glow. Their legs were tangled under the warm weight of the blanket, bodies intertwined.
Blaine kept looking for a while- smiling at Kurt's slightly open mouth, at his ruffles hair, at the long eyelashes brushing his cheeks.
"Blaine," Kurt's voice was quiet, a ghost of a whisper.
"Mmm?"
"You're staring. It's creepy. Go back to sleep."
Blaine giggled, resting his head on the pillow and placing his hand on Kurt's thigh, pulling him close, drowning in warmness.
Yeah.
I recommend bringing along your cuddly thing- whether it's an inanimate object or a living creature- because it's a SEASON FINALE tonight! I'm both excited and terrified.