A/N: So it's 5.30 in the morning, I honestly have no idea why I'm awake, and I'm bored out of my mind. This is what happens ^^ I'm fairly certain it's raining, but I have no desire to go find out whether it is or not ^^
I have two? maybe three, unfinished stories that I'm working on at the moment, so I'll try to upload them when I finish them. No promises though, I have to work today.
"I want to learn to knit." Blaine announced one day, looking up from his laptop.
"Blaine..."
"What?"
"Another new hobby?"
"No." Kurt's look made him reconsider his words. "Maybe. Hush. Look, it seems so easy!"
Kurt shrugged, going back to his book. If Blaine was happy – he shrugged mentally – happy Blaine was easier to live with then moping Blaine.
^.^
Blaine went out that afternoon, returning with a brand new set of knitting needles and a bag full of different coloured balls of wool. He settled onto the couch and quickly lost himself, concentrating intently on the video on the laptop before transferring his attention to his knitting needles and current ball of wool.
He started it three times – unravelling it before he got too far and restarting. By the time he finally went to bed he had twenty centimetres or so of knotted, tangled thread – that looked nothing like how it was supposed to.
Getting up early the next morning, Blaine winced as he saw the mess he'd made and immediately sat down to unravel it and start all over again. He repeated this process for almost a week, before it finally made sense, and he could knit without dropping a stitch (Well, without dropping a stitch as often as he had been). It amused Kurt, finding Blaine knitting every time he had a free moment, and even falling asleep over his knitting needles once or twice.
Finally Kurt's curiosity prompted him to ask Blaine what he was making.
"A scarf." Blaine answered promptly, holding his knitting up to check he hadn't dropped another stitch.
"Why?"
"Because you like scarves?" Blaine shrugged, smiling up at Kurt.
Kurt smiled, shifting to curl against Blaine's side. That made more sense – Blaine was learning to knit for him.
"Thank you." He said softly.
"Love you."
A/N: This has even less of a plot then my normal stories . Also, I apologise for not uploading yesterday, and for essentially vanishing for a couple of days. I was in a bad mood and didn't want to pass it on, and Jen and I were working on the mpreg...