anonymous prompted: Do you still take prompts? Because i would love some army!kurt, either coming home and supising blaine or the skype-y long distance stuff.
“Blaine, dude, you gotta calm down.”
Blaine whirls around from where he’s straightening his comforter to give his roommate, Kyle, a scathing glare. Kyle, to his credit, doesn’t look away from the hacky sack he’s tossing in the air. “Calm down? Kyle, I haven’t seen my recently-deployed fiancé since he left the country back in August. That was—are you looking at me?—over a month ago.”
Kyle finally stops tossing the hacky sack and heaves himself into a sitting position, holding his hands out in surrender. With his floppy blond hair and brown eyes Kyle reminds Blaine a lot like a Labrador, especially when he knows that he’s done something wrong.
Had I known I was gonna get groped in the back of a Prius, I would’ve brought a change of clothes. I’m gonna go in there looking like Prom: The Morning After.
Don’t they get together in the end?
An hour before walking down the aisle to a fiance he’s never met, Kurt gets a surprise.
On October 15, 2008, it was decided that all homosexual males and females shall be assigned with a partner, who they will marry once both have reached the age of 21…
The law had since been changed to allow those who were already together to marry each other.
Kurt hadn’t even bothered trying to find someone.
Strangely enough, the bullying had stopped once the law was announced and he had stumbled through the rest of high school with one goal: getting out of Lima. Once in New York, he devoted his time to chasing his dreams and despite Rachel’s encouraging and hints of blind dates, Kurt hadn’t given the idea of romance a second thought.
So here he was, getting married to a stranger called Blaine Anderson in about an hour.
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning ♪