And if you look down you can see me shipping Dantana.
(No hate though, guys, that's not cool. If you want to talk about something Santana said or about Brittana or anything, you're more than welcome to PM me, but no hate. Seriously.)
Whose Line Is It Anyway
Kurt answers the video call with a smile. He missed this.
"Hey, fiancé."
Blaine's smiling at him, sitting cross-legged on his bed in a button down and a bowtie, and man, Kurt missed Blaine's lovely, dorky outfits almost as much as he missed Blaine smiling at him like that. "Hey yourself, fiancé."
"How was your day?"
Blaine shrugs. "Meh, nothing much since we talked after glee club. You?"
"Exciting, actually. When I wasn't staring at my ring and forgetting to do stuff." He chuckles.
"Do tell," Blaine grins wider, and Kurt blushes, because that's his catchphrase.
"Well, you know Rachel got the part."
"Yup."
Rachel, having apparently heard her name, skips into Kurt's part of the apartment, kisses his cheek, squeals, and says to Blaine, "I got it! I got Fanny!"
Kurt rolls his eyes, but Blaine smiles at her gently. "Congratulations, Rach."
"Love you, B," she squeaks, pats Kurt's butt and skips out.
"Why is everyone stealing my catchphrases today," mutters Kurt.
Blaine laughs. "So what about your day?"
Kurt ducks closer to the laptop. "Okay, this is top secret-"
"Okay, that's my catchphrase!"
"-shh, listen. Santana met this girl."
Blaine's eyes widen almost comically. "No."
"Yes! She's really sweet, her name is Dani, she's working with us at the diner, she sings, and she's totally awesome."
"Aww! That sounds nice. Is she… you know…"
"I can never tell whether you're asking if she's gay or if she's hot, you know? Both, anyway."
The front door of the loft slams shut so hard both Kurt and Blaine jump.
"Yes!" Santana calls out triumphantly.
Kurt grins his knowing grin. "Did she kiss you?" he yells back.
"You bet your stinky hairspray she did!"
There a few thumps, and Kurt thinks it's Rachel jumping up and down, because both girls are squealing at each other.
"Women," Kurt sighs.
"Yeah," Blaine agrees.
"So are we watching Legally Blond now or after those crazy girls get me drunk?"
"As much as I love your drunk movie commentary, I'll let you sleep later. I'm gonna go make myself popcorn, meet you again in ten minutes?"
Kurt blows a kiss at the camera, and then lowers his hand to trace over Blaine's smiling face on the screen. "Love you, B."
"Love you, too."
Oh so just the other day I watched Legally Blond for the first time (I know, I'm so uneducated, it's awful) and dude. Dude. That movie. Yes.