If you ever, ever feel you are nothing, you are perfect to me
klaine-run-the-world requested: blaine + being a “selfish attention whore”
@DarrenCriss: Haters Gonna Hate!!
[…] the sweetness of your voice / and the thrill of your laugh have so stirred the heart / in my own chest, that whenever I catch / sight of you, even if for a moment, / then my voice deserts me / and my tongue is struck silent, a delicate fire / suddenly races underneath my skin, / my eyes see nothing, my ears roar / cold sweat rushes down me, / trembling seizes me, / I am greener than grass. - Sappho
Kurt + from undressed to well-dressed
a hodgepodge of prompt bits, notably one from candco who enjoyed Bossy!Kurt and wanted more and also spinmybowtie who wanted fingering (among other things I didn’t get to). Once again, in true porn off style, I wrote this fast and am my only beta, which means…mistakes ahoy.
“No, put it on the third shelf,” Kurt says over his shoulder. Blaine pauses, arm stretched most of the way to the top of the bookcase.
“But Kurt it’s a textbo—”
“No the color of the spine will look good with the theme of the third shelf.”
Blaine frowns. That doesn’t even make sense. And it won’t actually look good. Behind him, Kurt sighs. “Blaine, just trust me and do it.”
Blaine bites his lip and thumps it down a little harder than necessary. He’s still in his school clothes and it’s been a long day; all he wants is a warm drink and his pj’s.
“Hey,” Kurt looks up when he passes the kitchen table, “What’s up?” He looks so honestly clueless it lessens some of Blaine’s irritation.
“You’re such a bossypants sometimes,” Blaine says with a smile.
“Well no actually these pants are a great steal I got from EBay, they’re—”
“Kurt,” Blaine tries not to laugh, “just say you’re sorry or that you’ll say please next time.”
“Oh,” Kurt kisses him, lips sweetly contrite. “Sorry honey.”