A/N: This one is a little different, but it's the most I can do. Exam blocks are coming up and I'm a little behind - plus Claire and I have been working our arses off getting this sequel ready. We're a hundred pages in and we've covered about... a week and a half. Eh. We'll get there...not to mention I have a SunnyWorld fic to contend with. But I'm juggling so it's cool. I should have some more chapters of this out soon.
Playing keep-away with Blaine was always fun. Kurt had obvious inches on him, and therefore teased him relentlessly. But Blaine good-naturedly took it, leaping up to try and snatch whatever it was from Kurt's fingers. He always fell a little short though, only just not being able to get it.
They wrestled all the time too, which Kurt found he enjoyed an awful lot. It was weird – Kurt wasn't used to it, but Blaine enjoyed it thoroughly, scratching gently and trying to gain dominance over Kurt.
But then Blaine bit him. It wasn't a 'lolol nip nip nip' that Kurt was accustomed to. It was a hard, solid and completely intentional bite that threatened to draw blood. Kurt yelped and sprang back, clutching his arm in mild panic.
But he didn't need to – Blaine had recoiled completely – inching towards the door with wide, 'I'm sorry' eyes.
"Get out. Get out!" Kurt screamed, and Blaine fled the house, scampering into the backyard in fear.
Kurt rubbed his arm in pain, and a thousand memories came flooding back – the casual love-bites that Blaine used to leave, biting hard enough to make Kurt cry out in pain. The look of apology Blaine always had in his eyes afterwards.
They were identical to the new Blaine.
It made him miss the old one.
No. He shook his head to himself.
But then again, the identical look to old Blaine was half the reason Kurt got the damn puppy in the first place.
A/N: So basically, Kurt and Blaine broke up sometime after high school and so Kurt got a puppy to remind him of Blainers I hope that came across, I'm not quite sure, but I'm sleepy so shut up XD