(came-back 'verse) blaine & kurt - kitchen disaster zone
Blaine is perched on the counter, watching Kurt rifling through his refrigator. A trashcan is situated beside him, and various items have already been pitched. They have been living together for three days at this point. He’s mostly surprised that this moment hasn’t arrived sooner. An agitated huff escapes the brunette’s lips from time to time, as he makes some new, offensive discovery in the aforementioned refrigerator.
He remains in his spot on top of the counter (and that’s going to earn him a lecture sooner or later) sipping his ‘it’s too late to be drinking caffeine but I don’t care’ cup of coffee. His head is tilted to the side in an amused fashion, and he’s finding it hard to mourn the loss of things like regular soda and marshmellow fluff because Kurt is just so damned adorable and they live together.
Shacking up in sin has never felt more wonderful, he’s pretty sure.