My name is Olya. Reader. Living abroad. This is a blog mostly about Glee, especially about Klaine. I like Chris Colfer and Darren Criss, both individually and together, so you can find here many posts about them. Warning: this blog contains spoilers and general fangirling. So Welcome to my mini-World! Enjoy! (I don't own anything)
Uh, fluff. Not quite sure where this came from. :) Kurt and Blaine reminisce about “Baby, It’s Cold Outside”.
Kurt circles the posh leather sofa with a fond, faraway look in his eyes. “Oh my god, I feel like—has this place shrunk?”
Blaine laughs, hands in his pockets, and completes a turn around the Dalton choir room. Their voices echo off of the high ceiling. “I don’t think I’ve grown that much taller, but you sure have.” He shrugs. “I guess when you’ve lived in New York City a place like this seems kind of small.”
Maybe, Kurt thinks.
“I dunno,” he replies. It’s easy to brush it off like that, but he has some very fond memories of Dalton. Fond enough to bring them back here to plan their engagement party. They’ve rented the lobby and the main ballroom for the big event. “This place was a refuge, for a short but very necessary time in my life.”
Commission for geminico! Posted with her permission.
Prince!Kurt and Knight!Blaine
i got tired of moaning about the finale and just decided to fix it instead because i just need to see how kurt’s feeling okay okay cool
As dinner dates go (it’s not a date, it’s not a date), this one’s pretty weird. These are two completely charming lesbians, of course, but Kurt had figured Blaine would want to be alone with him. He’s a little relieved, actually. The last thing he needs is a candlelit evening alone with Blaine. He’s still reeling from everything with his dad, and he knows a few kind words, Blaine’s hand holding his, those stupid golden eyes… it would be hard to hold back. And he needs to hold back. Needs Blaine to stop doing that… that thing he keeps doing.
There’s only really one topic on everyone’s minds, though, and it seems kind of deliberate. Kurt glances at Blaine, eyes narrowed, only to see him beaming at the ladies, head tilted to the side, eyes aglow with all the talk of marriage. He can’t ignore it when Blaine does that thing, making that face again when he hears ‘we broke up twice’ and it feels like a setup, plain and simple, until he realises it’s not for him. The proposal is adorable, and it makes him feel a lot less tense, until about twenty minutes later. Jan looks at Blaine pointedly and pretty much gives everything away.
“It doesn’t matter how long it takes when you know you’ve got forever.”
Of babies and Chris’s plan
“You want those.”
Darren turns to look at Chris, who is staring back with an expression Darren honestly can’t read. “Huh?”
The corner of Chris’s mouth twitches up and he nods his head to the toddler Darren had been making faces at.
Darren is still confused. “Uh… Yeah?” Chris bites his lip and a sinking feeling sets into the pit of Darren’s stomach. “You don’t?”
Chris takes a sip of his Diet Coke and doesn’t say anything even after he slowly puts the glass back on the table. He has barely touched his Caesar salad.
Then, finally, he sighs and Darren’s heart beats just a little faster.
“I don’t know.”
oh yeah sure kurt doesn’t love blaine as much as blaine loves him