"Blaine." Kurt snapped, hovering at the door in shock. Blaine stiffened, and looked up from the manuscript paper strewn around him guiltily to turn and look at his boyfriend. "...No, Blaine. You know it is forbidden."
"It's not what you think." Blaine stood abruptly, sheet music in hand.
"Is there another song called 'I Kissed A Girl' I don't know about?" Kurt snatched the paper from Blaine's hands and threw it into the fire. "Katy Perry music is forbidden, you know this." Kurt turned with a sigh and left the room. "Honestly, the one time Wes relinquishes control of the arrangements..."
"Blaine, what are you doing?!" Kurt cried. Blaine stumbled backwards as Kurt jerked him by his shoulder back onto the sidewalk.
"Um... crossing the street?"
"You can't cross the street there, that's jaywalking! You'll be arrested!"
"I don't think they really arrest people for jaywalking anymore, Kurt..."
"Maybe not, but honestly, there's a crosswalk not twenty feet away. Pardon me if I don't want my boyfriend to get hit by a car." Blaine grinned -- he still hadn't gotten used to his new title of "Kurt's boyfriend" -- and obliged as Kurt grabbed his hand and lead him across the street at the crosswalk.
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"It's not what you think." Blaine stood abruptly, sheet music in hand.
"Is there another song called 'I Kissed A Girl' I don't know about?" Kurt snatched the paper from Blaine's hands and threw it into the fire. "Katy Perry music is forbidden, you know this." Kurt turned with a sigh and left the room. "Honestly, the one time Wes relinquishes control of the arrangements..."
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"Um... crossing the street?"
"You can't cross the street there, that's jaywalking! You'll be arrested!"
"I don't think they really arrest people for jaywalking anymore, Kurt..."
"Maybe not, but honestly, there's a crosswalk not twenty feet away. Pardon me if I don't want my boyfriend to get hit by a car." Blaine grinned -- he still hadn't gotten used to his new title of "Kurt's boyfriend" -- and obliged as Kurt grabbed his hand and lead him across the street at the crosswalk.
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"...Shoes?"
"Brown shoes, Blaine! With black pants!"
"They're loafers!"
"I don't care if they're birkenstocks, take them off!"
"But...!"
"I will cut you, Blaine! That is a crime against fashion!"
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