A silly/craky fic… about Blaine and a pimple in an inconvenient place.

Embarrassed

"Okay," Kurt said when he sat down next to Blaine on the couch. "You've been avoiding me all night. You barely kissed me and refused to touch me repeatedly. You won't even look me in the eye!" as he said that, he lifted Blaine's chin with a gentle finger. Blaine did his best to avoid eye-contact, but he couldn't manage that for long. "Is something wrong?"

He sighed and pulled back, lifting his legs onto the couch and wrapping his arms around them. "I don't wanna talk about it."

"You can tell me. Did something happen at school? Is something wrong with your family?"

"No, no, it's nothing like that," Blaine dismissed Kurt's worry. "It's just very embarrassing and I don't wanna talk about it."

Kurt stroked his arm, but didn't attempt prying it from his leg. "You don't have to be embarrassed with me. Remember that time you were staying over and were brushing your teeth and I really had to pee? I think 'embarrassed' died just about then."

Blaine huffed out a short laugh. "I'm sorry I've been avoiding you tonight. I just, well… I just knew we planned I'd stay the night but I didn't want anything to lead to sex."

Kurt was baffled- Blaine was even more enthusiastic about sex than him. The only time he ever rejected sex was after that huge meal they had at that Thai place, and to be honest, Kurt didn't really feel like having sex that night either.

"We don't have to have sex if you don't want to," he said soothingly. "You know that. May I ask why, though?"

Blaine bit his lip, burying his head between his knees. "I have acne."

"I know. It's really not that bad, though. And I can hardly imagine what that has to do with sex."

"I sort of… found… a new pimple," he breathed in sharply and then held his breathe.

"That tends to happen, yes," Kurt nodded, moving to pet his hair now.

"You don't understand."

"Try me."

Blaine lifted his head suddenly, and Kurt's hand dropped. "I have a pimple on my ass, okay?" he spat out. "It's big and disgusting and I don't want you to see it when we have sex."

It took Kurt every ounce of self control he managed to obtain not to burst into laughing. He pressed a fist against his mouth when a little giggle slipped out.

"It's not funny!"

Kurt swallowed his laughter. "It's… slightly funny. But I apologize for laughing. And I'll have you know that you're adorable. And that no pimple will make your ass anything less than perfect."

Blaine hid his head again. "You think I'm stupid."

"I don't think you're stupid!" he called, forcing Blaine to unfold so he could hug him. "You just fail to understand my unconditional love for your lovely lower region."

Blaine sniffed. "I'm glad you like my ass, at least," he murmured, but Kurt knew it's a joke.

"Psh, of course I only love you for your ass, what else matters?" he kissed Blaine's temple.

"Shut up."

"By the way," added Kurt, nuzzling under Blaine's ear, "if I bottom tonight you don't have to worry about that malicious pimple, you know."

Blaine pushed his shoulder and muttered "shut up" again.