Wowwww also sorry everyone's requests are taking so long to fill. I'll be better when January starts I think
"Is this really what people are into?"
Blaine laughed at Kurt's reaction. Sure, he wasn't a fan of all the leather either, but a 'fashion catastrophe' as Kurt had said earlier? He wasn't sure.
Maybe Blaine just didn't have the mindset to worry about those things. Instead, he'd worry about weather the fabric was flammable or not. Most of the time, it was.
Being a firefighter, he couldn't help but worry about all different fabrics Kurt wore. And if they caught fire? It was by far his worst nightmare.
"I guess... you can still pitch your ideas, Kurt."
"I wouldn't want to upset anyone..."
"I'm sure they'd agree with you. You have the best ideas. Santana, Lauren, Brittany, and Tina said so. Remember the prom dresses?"
Kurt gave a shy smile. Blaine always knew how to make him feel better.
**********
"Dude, it's no big deal." A short boy whispered. "You'll accidentally kill him!"
"Shut up, shut up!" Another taller boy responded. "We'll just burn the gay out of him. Burn the fairies out, yknow? He'll be fine, Sam. Better, if anything."
So called 'Sam' still seemed unsure, but he followed the other boy toward Kurt's house. It was a simple task. They lit the candle and left as quickly as they came. Meanwhile, Kurt was busy on the phone with Blaine who was at the fire station.
It didn't take long for the candle to tip and catch the many kinds of fabric Kurt had. When Kurt first smelled the smoke, he panicked a little. H figured it was nothing, but he told Blaine he'd call back in a minute.
*********
"Blaine, there's a call!" A man called.
"Where?" Blaine called back, slightly saddened that he wouldn't get to answer Kurt back.
The address sounded oddly familiar, and Blaine just about choked when he realized it was his own house. As soon as they got there, he tried to run inside to Kurt.
He didn't take it well when his partners held him back. Instead, he tried to text Kurt.
Blaine: Are you okay??
Blaine: Kurt you there?
Blaine: answer please!!
Kurt: I'm fine it's just a bottle hard to breathe
Most wouldn't have given much thought to the typing mistake. Blaine, however, took it as a sign that he was hurt.
He ran past his partners this time into the house where he was greeted with a huge wooden piece fall and shatter before him. That's when he truly became afraid.
Kurt hadn't texted back, and Blaine was shoving things out of the way to get to him. From a distance, he could hear his boyfriend coughing. The smoke wasn't helping.
"Kurt?!"
He finally spotted the taller boy on the floor, trying to stand but unsuccessful. Blaine could see the burns that covered his arms and ran to help him up. Kurt slung his arm around Blaine's shoulders allowing him to lead him outside.
The ambulance took him from Blaine. He still followed, asking questions even though the paramedics wouldn't tell him any more than the obvious.
He had inhaled a lot of smoke, he was exhausted, and probably wouldn't wake up for another hour or so. Blaine hadn't noticed his own burns until he tore his eyes away from Kurt.
Someone wrapped his arm in a bandage which was only beginning to hurt recently. He couldn't care less about himself. He just needed to know Kurt was okay.
**********
When Kurt finally did wake up, the first thing he saw was Blaine who enveloped him into a hug. Then the pain became evident, and he was reduced to an agonizing mess.
Some nurse came by after about two seconds because Blaine was screaming louder than Kurt. They treated the burns respectively, and after the pain killers, Kurt looked fine.
"Who did it?" Blaine asked. "I'm gonna kill him."
"W-what? I don't know..."
"Someone lit you?"
"No.. A-at first the smoke kind of smelled nice. Like lavender. I think it was a candle... but then- oh no."
"What?"
"My fabric! All of the expensive clothing! It's probably burned to nothing!"
"I'll buy you whatever I can to replace it." Blaine assured him. "But who did it?"
"I don't know. I didn't burn any candles."
As if on cue, a police officer pulled Blaine aside.
"Apart from you and your boyfriend, there were two traces of different DNA."
"Who?!" Blaine repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time.
"Azimio and Sam Jehensen." (I don't know Azimio's last name but have it be known that Sam is his brother in this scenario.)
"Azimio!" Blaine growled.
"He's already been found, sir. It was a prank."
"Doesn't seem like a prank, does it?!"
"Calm down, sir. He'll be arrested."
"He better be! I swear I'll-"
"Blaine?"
The gelled boy's expression softened when he heard Kurt calling him.
"Y-yes?"
"I'm fine."
Fine Blaine thought. Azimio won't be
"I love you, Blaine."
"I love you too, Kurtie." Blaine whispered in reply.
He couldn't have said truer words.
Um there may be some grammar mistakes. I didn't check cuz I'm a lazy soab but I'll check later. :/
Make up your own way to say yes or no 😅
My faves:
Hecking yes chief YOU ARE DEAN WINCHESTER This is better than WATCHING A BRITTANA AND KLAINE WEDDING (I don't expect any of you to actually feel this last one cuz cmon what's better than that?!)
