A/N: For once I wrote a fic for me and nobody else! It’s about time I wrote about my favourite kink, anyway. Rating: NC-17
Summary: “Do you really think about me like that?” Blaine blurts.
There's silence, then another heavy sigh, and a muffled shuffling sound. Kurt's voice sounds much closer when he says “yes,” in a very quiet voice.
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Blaine lets out a relieved breath. “Good,” he says. )
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Now THIS, THIS is when someone says I love you -- in the midst of heavy petting and sexual tension and emotions running wild. No one blurts it out in the middle of the afternoon, while calmly sipping coffee and listening to their partner talk about a recent trip to New York. Who does that?
I feel like you truly understand the inner workings of a teenage boy's mind...
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And Blaine sneaking down the stairs- ah, I remember when I used to do that very thing, to get out of my house and meet my high school boyfriend.
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I didn't get the normal teenage experiences. (Heavy sigh.)
One time I left my keys in my locker at school and instead of waiting for me to retrieve them the following day, we had new locks on the house by that evening. Unless I was off to meet the equivalent of Chris Colfer himself (well, a straight version), I wasn't sneaking out of that house (or sneaking anyone in...)
College was fun!
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Just..unf. Nice work. I loved that Kurt was outside!!!
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