Glee One Shots

Klaine: That's Us

AN: Okay, so I know I just did a Klaine one shot, but I couldn't help it, the idea just popped into my head and Klaine was the perfect ship for it (in my opinion). Anyways, you can imagine that this is for another ship if you'd like or just read it how it is, your choice. Also, I know that some things aren't going to be correct in this one shot, because it has some football in it and I don't know the first thing about football, but bear with me people. So, the prompt is that Kurt and Blaine are at a football game and they are boyfriends and they are a few years out of college. Enjoy!

Kurt Hummel sighed for the hundredth time that night, as he watched the sweaty men below him yell at each other and throw the stupid ball, that wasn't even a sphere.

Suddenly, the whole stadium erupted into cheers, rousing Kurt from his daydream about the newest issue of Vogue waiting for him at home, as everyone shot to their feet, including Kurt's adorable boyfriend, Blaine Anderson.

Kurt got a face full of Blaine's butt, as his boyfriend jumped up and down in excitement. Not that Kurt minded, cause damn, Blaine's ass was hot. But still, he would rather be in the privacy of his home and look at his boyfriend's butt, instead of the crowded, smelly, boiling stadium he was in at the moment.

Blaine sat back down, and Kurt sighed again, more audibly this time. The gel-haired man smiled, and turned to his boyfriend, hazel eyes meeting blue.

"Lemme guess, you don't want to be here." Blaine said, grinning as Kurt flopped onto the younger man's shoulder, dramatically.

"I want to hang out with you, Blaine, I really do, and I want to do the things that you like too, but football is just so boring!" Kurt began, gesturing towards the green field as he spoke.

"I mean, who would want to pay to watch a sweaty Micheal Jordan-" Kurt said, and Blaine visibly winced.

"Micheal Jordan is a basketball player." He interrupted, but the taller man didn't even notice.

"Toss a weirdly-shaped, triangular ball to his even sweatier teammates to score a hole in one-" The chestnut-haired boy continued.

"That's golf. It's a touchdown in football." Blaine corrected automatically.

"I just don't get it!" Kurt went on, and when he paused for a breath in his lecture, Blaine took this as a chance to shut his boyfriend up, and pressed his lips against Kurt's. Both boys' eyes fluttered closed, melting into the kiss. Unfortunately, the need for air came, and they reluctantly broke apart.

"Next time, we can do something we both like." Blaine declared, and Kurt nodded, happily, then laid his head down onto his boyfriend's shoulder.

"That sounds nice, but in the meantime, I think I'll just take a nap." Kurt got as comfortable as he could get on Blaine's shoulder, then slowly shut his eyes.

"Don't fall asleep, yet!" Blaine said, shaking his shoulder and jostling his boyfriend awake. "It's half-time."

"I'm gonna go get another slushy, text me when intermission is over." Kurt said, moving to get up, groggily. But, before Blaine could stop his boyfriend, a very familiar song began to blare through the speakers, making Kurt freeze. He turned around just in time to see his step-brother, Finn Hudson, and his best friend, Rachel Berry, run out into the middle of the football field, now clear of it's players, and begin to sing into a microphone, that had miraculously appeared on the spray-painted grass.

Finn & Rachel:
Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life