his royal highness.
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The moment that Blaine said something about ‘being right back’, Kurt couldn’t help but laugh soundly at that. What could he have thought about now, more than to come up with that awesome idea for a blanket fort right in the middle of their apartment? With Rachel and Sam gone, space was something that now had to spare, and of course, for spur of the moment things, like a blanket fort.
A bit bummed about the idea of not being able to see his dad for the holidays, Blaine had came up with an idea to cheer him; and as his fiancè placed that strand of lights on his head, he knew he had an amazing idea. “Oh my… I now decree that one Blaine Anderson will be banned to use clothes whilst inside the apartment henceforth” he said, sounding almost like the Queen, accent and all, then he giggled and put his arms around him. “It’s not childish at all. It was an amazing idea.” He smiled and shook his head. “Sometimes I just can’t believe how good you are to me. How easily you make me smile.”
“Do you,” he volleyed back to the imp, also known as his fiance’, that was stretched out beside him. He tried to pull off a suspicious glare and was unable to get rid of the smile to fully pull it off. Blaine huffed and removed the strand of lights from the top of His Highnesses head and scooted into the arms that wrapped around him knowing by instinct where to fit exactly along Kurt’s frame without having to look. Busying himself during the tug with making a floppy circle pinched together at the middle feeling Kurt settling in close, he chewed on his bottom lip in concentration.
“Ah-ha!” Kurt received such a sly grin as he held a mock halo above his head. “That, Kurt,” their eyes met and he felt his heart beat faster–it always did when that reconnection was made no matter how many times, looking back always felt like this–, “is because I like making you smile. I’m pretty sure it’s my favorite thing.” Er?–He thought about what he said and corrected himself with a devil’s twinkle to his eyes that made his implication no mystery, “Second favorite thing to do with you.” Letting Kurt keep him firmly in place, Blaine flicked his halo. “Back to business. Your Highness has been trumped by Heavenly decree that if he wants me to be without clothes? His Majesty’s going to have to remove them. Followed by his own. Or on they shall stay.” As soon as he made the demand backed up with an ‘I’m waiting on you’ smirk and kissed Kurt’s nose? He cracked up hard. The halo fell and was forgotten. Not his point though! No way. If he was going to be naked? He wasn’t going to be the only one.
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