A/N: And we're officially halfway to 50! Eek. I watched Born This Way. I...if you want to Gleek out, PM me and we'll gleek out together, because Australia hasn't got it yet and won't for a while.

Rating: G/K

"Why are we doing this again?" Blaine asked.

"It's creative," Kurt said simply, glancing over at his boyfriend. "Are you not enjoying yourself?"

"Oh, I'm enjoying myself," he grinned, dipping his hands in the blue paint. "I just don't understand the point. And also, I can't paint,"

"We're not painting," Kurt informed him. "We're expressing ourselves through paint,"

Blaine shook his head and planted his hands onto the white wall. Kurt was way ahead of him on the opposite wall, making faces and drawings with his fingers.

"I feel ridiculous,"

"Put it on the wall!" Kurt exclaimed. He was climbing the ladder, getting the most out of the wall.

"I think…"

"Don't think," Kurt said from across the room. "Feel," Kurt glanced behind him at Blaine's wall, empty apart from the two blue handprints. "And shut up,"

Blaine closed his eyes, dipping his two blue hands into the water. He plunged his left hand in purple, the right in red, and then lashed out, making the paint spray across the whole of the wall.

The two worked in silence, Kurt's tongue creeping out of his mouth ever so slightly. There was a loud ding, and Kurt sighed, stepping back.

"An hour already?" Blaine asked, adding one last splodge of paint.

"Time flies when you're having fun," Kurt grinned, rinsing his hands and towelling them dry.

Blaine stepped back and admired his work.

"Come here," Kurt said softly, standing in the centre of the room.

Blaine joined him, gripping his hand. "Now it's evaluation time,"

"Say what?"

"Well, you look at mine, and I'll look at yours," Kurt grinned. "Then find reasons for why you put the certain splodges there,"

Blaine shook his head with a laugh. "There wasn't a reason – I was just randomly-"

"You don't use black anywhere, except for in the lower corner. Why?" Kurt pointed out. "Who does it represent?"

Blaine stared at the black smudge, not even remembering doing it.

"Is it your father?" Kurt asked gently.

Blaine stepped towards the spot, touching it gently. Fortunately, it was dry. Kurt was absolutely right. His father was a looming shadow, not really there, but not really away either.

"Sometimes an outsider's perspective can bring less important things into focus," Kurt said softly. "Things you didn't even realise,"

Blaine stepped back, his mouth parted slightly.

"Whoa…"

Kurt nodded with a grin, stepping towards the wall again.

"Blue and purple are calming colours," he noted. "You've used a lot of that, but you've got streaks of red everywhere. That's your confidence and obscurity,"

Blaine shot him an amused glance. "Obscurity?"

Kurt nodded. "You're definitely obscure,"

Blaine gave him a playful nip on the ear.

"This brown and green…kinda looks a bit like a tree," Kurt squinted. "Trees have something to do with…unity, I think. And wholesomeness,"

Blaine laughed. "Let's do yours," Blaine turned away from his wall, slightly amazed and a bit intimidated by the way Kurt was deconstructing his life. "How do we start,"

Kurt grinned. "Just look for things that make sense. Colours mean different things," Kurt pulled Blaine close. "You know me. Find me in this expression…"

Blaine stared at the wall.

"This…" Blaine tried to sound wise and knowing. "This represents the glee club?"

There was a giant L in the middle of the wall. Kurt grinned slightly, nodding.

"It's in red – that's confidence?" Kurt nodded again. "So you're confident when you're singing and dancing?"

"You're good at this,"

Blaine shook his head with a grin. "This…reminds me of Dalton," It was a black and red bird. "A Warbler,"

Kurt laughed, nodding. "And…it's surrounded by red and blue…"

"I love the Warblers, because I can be confident, but also calm around you all," Kurt offered, and Blaine grinned, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist. "Nobody could ever make a fool out of me at Dalton,"

Blaine spotted a rainbow of colours near the top, and raised his eyebrow.

"You're slightly stereotypical," he joked. "Rainbows aren't just for gays,"

Kurt shook his head, blushing slightly. "This is you…"

Blaine regarded him seriously. "What...? I'm a rainbow?"

"Sort of…" Kurt tried to find a way to explain. "When I see rainbows, I get excited…because it promises sunshine and gets rid of the rain. Well…you do that to me too. When I see you, I get such a flutter in my chest, and it turns into swells of pride. You're the rainbow in my life,"

Blaine kissed his forehead, practically smothering him with a hug.

"You're amazing…"

A/N: OH WHAT A GREAT ENDING. Not. XD I just wanted to get this out before I had to go to bed. I mean, how else could I end it?