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this was supposed to be just a little mini-fic or even just a summary of a fic but hazelandglasz prompted “Truth or Dare” and the whole thing plopped into my head, and I couldn’t stop typing. So…
"You really don’t think I’ll do it?" Blaine raises his eyebrow, already hitching himself up on his elbows.
"We’re on the lawn of your grandmother’s country club, Blaine," Kurt rolls to his back, trying to figure out how high he’ll have to lift his head to finish drinking this glass of wine without spilling it down his neck. "With *your* family. I’m pretty sure I can safely say you won’t do it. So, just pick "truth" and let’s get on with it."
Blaine narrows his eyes, pursing his lips as he thinks. He tosses down the flower stem he’s been shredding and pulls loose his tie. He starts unbuckling his belt.
"You don’t think I’ll fucking do it?" He kicks off his boatshoes, challenging Kurt.
"I don’t think you’ll fucking do it. Your aunt Edna is right over there, and Uncle Charles and Tante Caroline and The Hellion Twins. I think that’s the rest of your grandmother’s bridge club that just arrived."
"Is that a dare?" Blaine’s hands hover at his shirt hemline.
tell me dash, why has no one put those gifs of Chris wielding the sais next to gifs of Nightbird and called in an AU.
two klaine duets in three weeks WHAT EVER DID WE DO TO DESERVE SUCH GIFTS (other than suffering the last three years)
We are strong
No one can tell us we’re wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
It happens the very first time, though Kurt thinks nothing of it. He’s a little too sleepy, a little too loose in what feels like new skin. Blaine is filled with a giddy energy as he bobs his way out of bed, fully naked and dotted with dried bodily fluids. His skin is pink from exertion and he shows no sign of putting his clothes back on.
“You can’t answer the door like that,” Kurt says, as Blaine reaches for his pants to remove his wallet—the pizza should arrive any minute. Blaine grins, stretching his arms out above his head. “At least put some pants on.”
“You don’t want anyone else seeing me like this?” Blaine says, running his hands up and down his torso. “Kurt Hummel, are you jealous?”
I BELIEVE IT SO MUCH. also laughing and cute :).
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