"Why is it always so cold here?" Blaine shivered, his teeth chattering together.
Kurt shot him a worried glance as he pulled books out of his locker.
"Blaine, it's snowing outside. Why aren't you wearing a jumper or jacket or something?"
"Because I've never worn a jumper to school?" Blaine said in confusion, crinkling his nose slightly. "I never needed to at Dalton." He added in a mumble.
Kurt shut his locker, turning to take his books off of Blaine and taking his hand, chafing it slightly.
"Blaine, Dalton was a private school. McKinley is a state school." He told him slowly, as if it explained everything.
Blaine frowned, confused.
"So?"
Kurt sighed.
"At Dalton, you wore blazers, which are nice and warm and essentially jumpers. You also had air-con in most of your classrooms right?"
"All the classrooms." Blaine muttered, too cold to be paying too much attention to Kurt.
Kurt raised an eyebrow at him and kept talking.
"McKinley however, is a state school. We have heaters, but most of the time they're broken. Because they let us wear street clothes rather than a uniform, they expect us to be sensible and wear weather appropriate clothing – like jumpers when it's cold."
Kurt was in full lecture mode now, and Blaine had almost entirely tuned out.
"I'm going to freeze aren't I?" he interrupted miserably, and Kurt's eyes softened as he pecked him on the cheek quickly.
"Luckily, I left one of my jumpers in Finn's car. You can borrow it if you go ask him for the keys."
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Kurt was pleased to see Blaine had dressed much more appropriately for the weather the next day.
"I see you learnt your lesson." Kurt teased.
Blaine pouted slightly.
"I feel like I'm wearing too many layers."
Kurt raised an eyebrow at him, and Blaine flushed slightly.
"I'm wearing an undershirt, my normal shirt, two – no, three – jumpers, I have an extra jacket in my car, my warmest jeans and two pairs of socks." He listed, looking vaguely proud of himself. "I'm nice and warm, but I kinda feel like I can't move.
Kurt grinned, moving closer until he could whisper in Blaine's ear.
"You'll just have to deal with that until I can peel those layers off you later." He smirked, pulling back to see Blaine's glazed expression and blatantly checking him out before moving off to his class.
Blaine stared after him longingly.
Maybe there was some good things about winter clothes...