Tomorrow there's a Pride Parade near where I live (which unfortunately I will not attend, since I'm going to visit my grandma) and so I decided the world will be a better place with Klaine's first time at a Pride Parade.
Is the title too cheesy? Probably.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Due to over-crowded streets, Burt dropped them off, only after practically making them vow they will stick together and make sure both their phones were turned on and accessible.
Blaine was the responsible one, of course, to check quite frequently if they've been pickpocketed. Every time he patted Kurt's back pocket innocently, Kurt smirked at him with a knowing look.
"Ohhh, Blaine, look!" Kurt pointed at a big sign. "That one says 'do these look like white flags to you?' That's so adorable!" he beamed, and Blaine grasped his hand tighter. "Oh my god, I still can't believe we're here! This is amazing! I wanna scream!"
Yeah, it was so hot they were melting, and sweaty people kept bumping into them, but everything was joyfully rainbow- and they were walking hand in hand, and neither would trade that for the world.
There was love in the air, Kurt mused. Family. Blaine didn't disagree, but he doubted it being because of some half-naked strangers. He just enjoyed walking with Kurt, as close together or limb-tangled as they wished, even leaning his head against Kurt's shoulder occasionally.
When Blaine glanced at the muscular, dancing men, Kurt poked his waist, murmuring into his ear, "Don't give me a complex."
Blaine smiled, and staring into Kurt's eyes, all dancers were erased from his memory. "You know I only love you," he teased, eyes flickering to Kurt's lips.
"Mm," Kurt gripped his sweaty jaw.
When they kissed, for the first time the noises around them were cheers.
Many of you asked for more smut- all in due time, lovelies. (AKA tomorrow)