put my earmuffs on the cookie [klaine; pg; one-shot]
put my earmuffs on the cookie
yumeyana
Glee | kurt x blaine
PG | sap
Everybody expects them to fall in love. The hard part about looking perfect for each other is that they should be a couple in a snap of everybody's fingers. The thing is, Kurt's the only one doing the snapping.
Author's Notes: A wonderful soul named heartspeed sent me a copy of the Klaine EW magazine. In that post, I said that I can only write for that wonderful person and nothing more. A few days after, she replies and imagine my glee. :D I have never written for Glee before, so writing this took longer than it should. I hope this will make you happy, heartspeed!
Also, awoken, your tweet links are a good way to start the morning. ♥
Disclaimers: None of the Glee actors mentioned below belong to me. Only the plot is mine.
put the earmuffs on the cookie
Glee; kurt hummel/blaine anderson; pg
Everybody expects them to fall in love. Right away. Right now.
The thing is, they don't.
At least, Kurt sighs, Blaine doesn't. He keeps reminding himself that there are things that take time. Like turkey on Thanksgiving. Or that French movie he watched before (what a very long engagement indeed!). Or like the cookie dough Buffy had likened herself to. Kurt acknowledges, with a very heavy heart he would like to add, that he needs to wait for Blaine to become a cookie.
And that, Kurt thinks, might take a long time.
It's their last year in Dalton already, and if it's just all up to him, he'd shrug off the fact that Blaine said he doesn't want to screw them up. The old Kurt would just screw them up, as Rachel so eloquently phrased, and gotten what he wanted. But that's how Finn became his brother: he screwed up with Fate and ended up playing cupid for his dad and his step-mom.
And, no. He doesn't want Blaine to become another brother. Finn is definitely enough.
Blaine's rambling about his plans for college, tells him about Harvard and Yale. Oh, and Juilliard. Kurt is only half-listening, smiling when he needs to smile. Dalton has taught him how to keep that polite smile on his face 24/7 (Mercedes hates it) and he's used it every time he doesn't want to fall for Blaine. Yes, they're supposed to be honest with each other, but honestly? Kurt's heart can only be eighty percent honest.
Cookie dough, Kurt tells himself when Blaine tells him that they should sing a duet as a goodbye to The Warblers. He smiles and Blaine immediately suggests Olivia Newton John's I Honestly Love You. Kurt coughs on nothing.
"No," he says, his hands crossed in front of his face. "That song is a disaster."
Blaine raises an eyebrow but Kurt just shrugs. "Okay. How about Mix Tape from Avenue Q?" Kurt plays the song in his head and laughs inwardly at the memory of Mercedes and Rachel telling him about Puck's love song for Lauren. "I guess that'd be cute."
"Good. Let's practice tonight after dinner."
Kurt nods and thinks of where to eat and what to eat. He knows that this is Blaine's subtle invitation to eat dinner together wherever. He doesn't interpret it because they're cookie dough and Kurt doesn't speak cookie dough. So he thinks of a place and just thinks of anything but Blaine humming beside him.
"He likes me. I think he likes me."
He glances at Blaine and expects the latter to be staring in front, but Blaine is looking at him with a different smile. "But does he like me-" he continues to sing, stopping any other movement. "-like I like him?"
Kurt gulps. No, he tells himself. He's spent more than a year trying not to interpret anything Blaine does because, seriously, Blaine can get in character way too easily. And he doesn't want to drown with no one to save him. No. Just-
"Will we be friends? Or something more?" Kurt hears Blaine continue and his heart somersaults. Damn heart, he thinks. He needs to reel it in before it makes him do something he could regret. Or something that can destroy them. Or what this is.
But Blaine reaches for his hand. "I think he's interested-" He's still singing but he's voice has lowered to a whisper. Blaine's unsure of himself now, Kurt realizes when he hears the tremble in the other's voice; just like that time with Jeremiah. "-but I'm not sure."
Blaine intertwines their fingers now-something someone as haptic as Blaine has never done before-and Kurt's so sure, so sure, he hears that distinct ting!
"Maybe," he says, gulping hard. "Maybe we should change the song."
He's not looking at Blaine, but he knows how the other looks like when he asks, "Hmm. Any suggestions?"
Kurt takes a deep breath before he sings, "You and me, me and you."
Blaine laughs, the tension from his whole body slipping away. He pulls Kurt closer and hugs him really tight. This is not a friendly hug, Kurt thinks; he feels Blaine's heart hammering inside his chest and for a moment there, he remembers that scene in Gap all those months ago.
"Fantasies," Blaine sings in his ear. Kurt smiles and joins in. "come true."
xxx
727 words; 110210
yumeyana
Glee | kurt x blaine
PG | sap
Everybody expects them to fall in love. The hard part about looking perfect for each other is that they should be a couple in a snap of everybody's fingers. The thing is, Kurt's the only one doing the snapping.
Author's Notes: A wonderful soul named heartspeed sent me a copy of the Klaine EW magazine. In that post, I said that I can only write for that wonderful person and nothing more. A few days after, she replies and imagine my glee. :D I have never written for Glee before, so writing this took longer than it should. I hope this will make you happy, heartspeed!
Also, awoken, your tweet links are a good way to start the morning. ♥
Disclaimers: None of the Glee actors mentioned below belong to me. Only the plot is mine.
put the earmuffs on the cookie
Glee; kurt hummel/blaine anderson; pg
Everybody expects them to fall in love. Right away. Right now.
The thing is, they don't.
At least, Kurt sighs, Blaine doesn't. He keeps reminding himself that there are things that take time. Like turkey on Thanksgiving. Or that French movie he watched before (what a very long engagement indeed!). Or like the cookie dough Buffy had likened herself to. Kurt acknowledges, with a very heavy heart he would like to add, that he needs to wait for Blaine to become a cookie.
And that, Kurt thinks, might take a long time.
It's their last year in Dalton already, and if it's just all up to him, he'd shrug off the fact that Blaine said he doesn't want to screw them up. The old Kurt would just screw them up, as Rachel so eloquently phrased, and gotten what he wanted. But that's how Finn became his brother: he screwed up with Fate and ended up playing cupid for his dad and his step-mom.
And, no. He doesn't want Blaine to become another brother. Finn is definitely enough.
Blaine's rambling about his plans for college, tells him about Harvard and Yale. Oh, and Juilliard. Kurt is only half-listening, smiling when he needs to smile. Dalton has taught him how to keep that polite smile on his face 24/7 (Mercedes hates it) and he's used it every time he doesn't want to fall for Blaine. Yes, they're supposed to be honest with each other, but honestly? Kurt's heart can only be eighty percent honest.
Cookie dough, Kurt tells himself when Blaine tells him that they should sing a duet as a goodbye to The Warblers. He smiles and Blaine immediately suggests Olivia Newton John's I Honestly Love You. Kurt coughs on nothing.
"No," he says, his hands crossed in front of his face. "That song is a disaster."
Blaine raises an eyebrow but Kurt just shrugs. "Okay. How about Mix Tape from Avenue Q?" Kurt plays the song in his head and laughs inwardly at the memory of Mercedes and Rachel telling him about Puck's love song for Lauren. "I guess that'd be cute."
"Good. Let's practice tonight after dinner."
Kurt nods and thinks of where to eat and what to eat. He knows that this is Blaine's subtle invitation to eat dinner together wherever. He doesn't interpret it because they're cookie dough and Kurt doesn't speak cookie dough. So he thinks of a place and just thinks of anything but Blaine humming beside him.
"He likes me. I think he likes me."
He glances at Blaine and expects the latter to be staring in front, but Blaine is looking at him with a different smile. "But does he like me-" he continues to sing, stopping any other movement. "-like I like him?"
Kurt gulps. No, he tells himself. He's spent more than a year trying not to interpret anything Blaine does because, seriously, Blaine can get in character way too easily. And he doesn't want to drown with no one to save him. No. Just-
"Will we be friends? Or something more?" Kurt hears Blaine continue and his heart somersaults. Damn heart, he thinks. He needs to reel it in before it makes him do something he could regret. Or something that can destroy them. Or what this is.
But Blaine reaches for his hand. "I think he's interested-" He's still singing but he's voice has lowered to a whisper. Blaine's unsure of himself now, Kurt realizes when he hears the tremble in the other's voice; just like that time with Jeremiah. "-but I'm not sure."
Blaine intertwines their fingers now-something someone as haptic as Blaine has never done before-and Kurt's so sure, so sure, he hears that distinct ting!
"Maybe," he says, gulping hard. "Maybe we should change the song."
He's not looking at Blaine, but he knows how the other looks like when he asks, "Hmm. Any suggestions?"
Kurt takes a deep breath before he sings, "You and me, me and you."
Blaine laughs, the tension from his whole body slipping away. He pulls Kurt closer and hugs him really tight. This is not a friendly hug, Kurt thinks; he feels Blaine's heart hammering inside his chest and for a moment there, he remembers that scene in Gap all those months ago.
"Fantasies," Blaine sings in his ear. Kurt smiles and joins in. "come true."
xxx
727 words; 110210