First Kiss (drabble, PG)
I'm not bothering with a cutline because this is so short and their are no spoilers beyond Original Song. I wrote this on Klaine Day but for some reason didn't post it. Consider it my belated Klainiversary gift to you.
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Blaine's friends had told him horror stories about their first kisses - about girls going at them tongue first, about teeth clashing, about too much spit and not enough finesse.
Thad had told him about kissing a girl who tasted like mushrooms and corn tortillas, no matter what she'd actually eaten that day. "She was really hot, and I liked her a lot, and I love mushrooms and corn tortillas," Thad said. "But it was just creepy. I had to break it off after a few dates."
When Blaine kissed Kurt, his heart almost lurched out of his chest to tap-dance on the table, maybe do a few somersaults over Pavarotti's tiny, bedazzled coffin. Because Kurt's mouth tasted like home, and Kurt's lips knew exactly what they were doing. And so did Blaine's.
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Blaine's friends had told him horror stories about their first kisses - about girls going at them tongue first, about teeth clashing, about too much spit and not enough finesse.
Thad had told him about kissing a girl who tasted like mushrooms and corn tortillas, no matter what she'd actually eaten that day. "She was really hot, and I liked her a lot, and I love mushrooms and corn tortillas," Thad said. "But it was just creepy. I had to break it off after a few dates."
When Blaine kissed Kurt, his heart almost lurched out of his chest to tap-dance on the table, maybe do a few somersaults over Pavarotti's tiny, bedazzled coffin. Because Kurt's mouth tasted like home, and Kurt's lips knew exactly what they were doing. And so did Blaine's.