drabblesthegoldfish
Dec. 16, 2014, 6 p.m.
Klaine Advent 2014: Dessert
K - Words: 335 - Last Updated: Dec 16, 2014 Story: Closed - Chapters: 12/? - Created: Nov 30, 2014 - Updated: Nov 30, 2014 197 0 0 0 0
Author's Notes: Ive never actually tried the cookie mentioned here, but they look sooooo good.
Day 4 - Dessert
Blaine walks into the apartment, shaking his whole body as though it would dispel the cold that had seeped through him during the trip from the subway to their building door. His show was set to start rehearsals after the holidays and today had been an emergency Sunday planning session with the main cast before the director took her maternity leave.
He drops his keys in the bowl by the door and shrugs off his outer layer. Hes about to go look for his husband when he hears a low moan, followed by panting.
"Kurt?" he calls out, eyebrows furrowed as he ventures further into the apartment.
"Hm en da kishin!"
Frowning, Blaine walks into the kitchen, where Kurt is chewing on something with a look of bliss on his face. On the counter sits their wire cooling rack, filled with, admittedly yummy looking, cookies. "Whats this?"
Kurt swallows his mouthful and Blaine watches his throat work, distracted for a moment before Kurt starts talking. "I was lying in bed this morning, recovering from my post migraine pangs, and I started looking up new cookie recipes for Christmas cookies this year and I found this recipe for homemade peppermint pattie cookies, so I decided to try them out and, oh my god, these are delicious."
Blaine opens his mouth to question just how good they actually are, when Kurt reaches over, grabbing a cookie and shoving it into his mouth. Rolling his eyes, he starts to chew and-
"Oh ma gaw, ish is o ood!"
"I know, right? Better than sex," Kurt says, grabbing another cookie and biting it in half.
Blaine stares at him for a moment. "I dont know about that..." Kurt gives him a look. "I guess Ill just have to step up my game, huh?" He reaches over and links their fingers together.
"Blaine, Im still sore from the other day!" Kurt says, making a show of hesitating for a second before he grabs the bowl of peppermint pattie cream and lets Blaine pull him to their bedroom.
Blaine walks into the apartment, shaking his whole body as though it would dispel the cold that had seeped through him during the trip from the subway to their building door. His show was set to start rehearsals after the holidays and today had been an emergency Sunday planning session with the main cast before the director took her maternity leave.
He drops his keys in the bowl by the door and shrugs off his outer layer. Hes about to go look for his husband when he hears a low moan, followed by panting.
"Kurt?" he calls out, eyebrows furrowed as he ventures further into the apartment.
"Hm en da kishin!"
Frowning, Blaine walks into the kitchen, where Kurt is chewing on something with a look of bliss on his face. On the counter sits their wire cooling rack, filled with, admittedly yummy looking, cookies. "Whats this?"
Kurt swallows his mouthful and Blaine watches his throat work, distracted for a moment before Kurt starts talking. "I was lying in bed this morning, recovering from my post migraine pangs, and I started looking up new cookie recipes for Christmas cookies this year and I found this recipe for homemade peppermint pattie cookies, so I decided to try them out and, oh my god, these are delicious."
Blaine opens his mouth to question just how good they actually are, when Kurt reaches over, grabbing a cookie and shoving it into his mouth. Rolling his eyes, he starts to chew and-
"Oh ma gaw, ish is o ood!"
"I know, right? Better than sex," Kurt says, grabbing another cookie and biting it in half.
Blaine stares at him for a moment. "I dont know about that..." Kurt gives him a look. "I guess Ill just have to step up my game, huh?" He reaches over and links their fingers together.
"Blaine, Im still sore from the other day!" Kurt says, making a show of hesitating for a second before he grabs the bowl of peppermint pattie cream and lets Blaine pull him to their bedroom.