Klaine One Shots

Blackbirds

Pre Klaine! Enjoy! :D

They’re staying at Dalton. :D

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Kurt- Hey, it seems like I haven’t seen you in forever! I love you, hun, I miss you! :D xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Blaine- You saw me yesterday you goof! And I’m only across the hall :D xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Kurt- ….Oh, hey Blaine… xx

Blaine- Wait, was that message meant for me? xx

Kurt- It was for Mercedes…. xx

Blaine- Oh…woops. xx

Kurt-No it’s cool Blaine, it was my fault. I was actually going to come over to your room, if that’s okay?? xx

Blaine- Yeah, that’s fine! I’m not feeling to great though, you might not want to come, Nick gave me his *whispered* “disease” xx

 Kurt- Aaaw Blaine! Why didn’t you tell me? I’m coming. xxx

Blaine- Kurt? xxx

Kurt- Open the door Blaine xxx

Blaine- Just a sec xxx

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Kurt’s POV

Blaine opens the door in sweats and an open, button down old shirt, allowing me to marvel over his beautiful body.

 “Kurt? Are you just going to stand in the doorway and check me out, or come in?” Blaine says, teasingly.

  I hit his arm playfully as I walk past him into the room. It was a mess; sheets were everywhere, clothes, the whole lot. I sigh, and start picking up clothes, throwing them into Blaine’s wash basket.

“Kurt, you don’t have to do that,” Blaine sighs.

 “I know but I want to, go sit, and lie down.” I say. He doesn’t budge.

 “Blaine, sit.” I point at the bed demandingly, he doesn’t move again so I go behind him, pushing him.

 “All I asked you to do was lay down.” I say, pushing him towards the bed, sitting him down and gently pushing his shoulders down. He puts his head on the pillows and his feet up on the bed, slipping off his shirt so he’s more comfortable.

 I marvel at his beautiful body as I put my hands on his now bare shoulders and press his body down into the bed, pulling his duvet over him. I push his un-gelled, obscenely curly hair out of his eyes, my hands lingering there longer then need be.

 I turn, about to continue cleaning his room, when I feel his hand on mine. He pulls me back to the bed and moves over, indicating for me to lie down by him. Sighing on the outside, but smiling like an idiot on the inside, I sit down on the bed by him, pulling his head in my lap and playing with his hair.

 Blackbirds singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly,
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

I start to softly sing blackbird as Blaine falls asleep against my chest, curled up and shirtless at my side. I play with his hair, my arm wrapped around him as he pulls my other hand into one of his, holding on tightly.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

I also fall asleep soon after Blaine does, my head falling onto his.

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Neither boy notices Wes at the doorway, filming the whole thing. He smiles, whistling happily along to the tune of blackbirds, as he walks back to his own room. Once there, he uploads the video on Facebook, naming the new album: Klaine <3