prompt: soulmate AU where you know who your soulmate is when you kiss them for the first time. kurt and blaine both think they’re straight until a game of spin the bottle at a party.
written for the klainebingo prompt “spin the bottle”
"Hey, are you playing too?" Blaine asks, nudging Kurt’s hip, and Kurt finds himself nodding even though he finds the idea of the game silly - something popular and risqué that kids love to play because of the smallest chance of finding their soulmates.
But it’s so hard to say no to Blaine. He’s only been at McKinley for three months but he’s already one of Kurt’s closest friends, and it didn’t take him long to figure out that Kurt’s completely weak when it comes to Blaine’s big, earnest eyes and his bright smile, the way his face lights up when he sees Kurt.
They’re teased, sometimes, for how close they are, but Kurt’s not about to let some neanderthal bullies ruin how important Blaine’s friendship is to him.
And besides, Kurt’s never thought about boys that way. Not really. Not until Blaine, anyway, but he reassures himself that it’s totally normal teenage curiosity to imagine how soft Blaine’s lips would feel on his own.
prompt: early!klaine with the first time blaine kisses kurt’s neck and they both realize how much of a thing it is for them.
written for the klainebingo prompt “hickey”
Kurt’s been on Blaine’s bed before, of course, with all the time they spent together as friends, but never like this. Never with his heart beating wildly in his chest, and Blaine staring at him and licking his lips, and then ducking his head like he hopes Kurt won’t notice.
"Okay," Kurt says slowly, face warm enough he knows he must be blushing but he also knows Blaine won’t tease him for it. "We’re not going to get much studying done tonight, are we?"
"I… had every intention of behaving myself, really,” Blaine says with a small smile, finally settling down next to Kurt on the bed. “But then you—” He pauses.
"You looked so kissable I forgot what we were even supposed to be studying for," Blaine murmurs, eyes fluttering shut as he leans in and presses his lips to Kurt’s.
sassyblaien prompted: klaine at the grocery store and kurt is checking the fullness of a fruit he wants to buy and thinking about how a rather squishy one reminds him of blaine’s butt
It isn’t until he picks up the fourth or fifth avocado that Kurt realizes what he’s doing.
Or rather, he has both hands cupping and gently squeezing two particularly round avocados, testing for a little give but making sure they’re still firm enough that they’ll last a few days before going overripe, when Blaine leans in next to him and says, “Geez, get a room.”
Kurt startles, knocking into the avocado display and reaching out to steady a few of the fruits close to rolling off. He narrows his eyes in suspicion at Blaine’s delighted expression. “How long have you been standing there?”
"Long enough to see you groping and squeezing avocados in a way that’s weirdly similar to how you handle my butt," Blaine says, lowering his voice even though his grin just gets wider, more devious. "So how do they compare?"
Anonymous prompted: Blaine being all sleepy when kurt is making breakfast like him cuddling kurt from behind etc thanks!
Kurt slips out of bed, although it isn’t easy - Blaine clings like a limpet in the morning, snuffling a little in his sleep when Kurt finally manages to pull away and slides a pillow in his place, letting Blaine snuggle that instead.
He admittedly misses the cozy warmth of his and Blaine’s nest of blankets, standing in the open kitchen as he stretches and yawns, pulling ingredients out from the fridge. But he loves getting the chance to surprise Blaine, too. It’s so rare that he’s up before his fiancé and presented with the opportunity to spoil Blaine with pancakes.
Kurt’s preoccupied enough with cooking that he doesn’t hear the soft shuffle of feet until Blaine’s arms are sliding around his waist and a nose is nuzzling at the back of Kurt’s shoulder, through the thin material of his t-shirt. Blaine makes a muffled sleepy noise and Kurt’s face wrinkles with a smile. “Good morning.”
"Describe Derek’s relationship with Stiles."
Klaine met doing laundry at 2am college au (short but sweet).
Kurt closed his dorm room door behind him, carrying a laundry basket of all of his dirty clothes he accumulated the last two weeks. Enough was enough, he needed to get his laundry done. He hated repeating the same outfit in the same week. He hated the laundry room in the dorms, though. The last time he did his laundry and stepped out for an hour, someone had taken his wet clothes out and laid them on the table so they could use the washing machine. Dicks.
It was two in the morning so there was little to no chance of running into anybody in the room. He had classes early in the morning, but he was so swamped that he only had this time to take care of it. He was going to be tired the next day, but he would at least smell like lavender and be in clean clothes. He walked down the stairs and found the dorm laundry room. The door was closed and he heard one of the machines humming.
Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka reenact the spaghetti scene from Lady and the Tramp (x)
Genre: Humour, Romance, Fluff, Angst, AU, Epistolary
Satus: WIP, 3/6+epilogue
Summary: Blaine sends his Topics in Contemporary Music mid-term essay to the wrong e-mail address, writing an extra m where it was supposed to read Humel….
updated with chapter 5
Anonymous prompted: klaine naked cuddling please :)
"You know," Kurt says, feeling the heat of a blush start to creep into his cheeks as he undresses under Blaine’s shamelessly adoring gaze, "we can still sleep with pajamas on sometimes. Just because we finally have our own place doesn’t mean we have to be naked all the time.”
"Doesn’t it?" Blaine asks innocently, eyes bright as he holds out his hand to tug Kurt into bed with him. It’s winter but they have plenty of blankets on the bed, and as soon as Kurt is under the covers with his fiancé, he’s being enveloped by strong arms, pulled back to Blaine’s chest.
"Mmm," Kurt hums, snuggling back and shivering when Blaine tucks his cold nose over Kurt’s shoulder. "I guess I don’t mind sharing body heat with you. I mean, we are getting married in two months.”
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