“Hey Kurt…?” Blaine said hesitantly one afternoon – they were in the park, lazily swinging.

“Hmm?”

“Remember when you came over and attacked me with the evil pencil of doom?”

”..Yes?” Kurt replied, smiling at the memory.

“Remember our conversation after?”

“About the cross-dressing?” Kurt asked, a little shocked. Blaine had seemed very hesitant to the idea…

“No…”

“Oh… About the piercings?”

Blaine looked at the ground, his words spilling out in a mumbled rush.

“Ithinkit’sagoodidea.”

“Blaine, take a deep breath and say it again, slowly, concentrating on each word.” Kurt instructed condescendingly, reaching for his hand.

“I think it’s a good idea.”

^.^

“So, what type of piercings did we want?” Kurt asked, scanning the page. “Ears, eyebrows, nose, lip… Hmm, nipple piercings?” he said suggestively, raising an eyebrow.

“I was thinking maybe my ear and eyebrow… though a nipple piercing sounds interesting, to say the least…”

Kurt was still scanning the page, biting his lip in interest.

“A belly button piercing sounds interesting. I mean, I don’t think I own any midriff tops, but I could always use it as a chance to expand my wardrobe.”

Blaine hesitated.

“Are we…are we actually going to do this?”

Kurt shrugged.

“Why not? I’d have to talk to Dad about it, but he sort of just lets me do what I want anyway, at least when it comes to fashion. “

“And my parents wouldn’t care.”

“Besides… What he doesn’t see won’t hurt him.”

“So…no backing out?”

“No backing out.” Kurt confirmed. “And just to be sure…” he laughed. “I dare you to.”

^.^

Kurt gripped Blaine’s hand tightly. To tell the truth, he was freaking out. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Blaine noticed his hesitation.

“You still want to do this?”

Kurt nodded feebly. “Just freaking out. I’ll be fine soon. No backing, remember?”

Blaine grinned. “Nerves?”

Kurt nodded again.

“Come on…” Blaine pulled him into the piercing parlour.

They stepped up to the counter, and Blaine told the woman what they wanted done.

“You want your belly-button?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at Kurt.

He nodded slightly and she shrugged. As if she was one to judge – her face was covered in tattoos and piercings.

“Ooh! Snake-bites! Kurt, I should get snake-bites.”

“What about school? Doesn’t McKinley have rules against that sort of thing?”

“Oh… I forgot to check… Maybe I shouldn’t get my eyebrow pierced then, I don’t want to have to take it out.”

“Yeah… That might be a good idea.” Kurt agreed absently, studying the belly bars intently, trying to pick out which one he wanted. “Oooo, what about that one Blaine?” he asked

It was blue - matching his eyes.

Blaine grinned. “I think you’d look gorgeous in whatever.”

Kurt shook his head. “I was actually asking for your opinion. What do you think?”

Blaine looked at the large window of belly bars, before pointing at a diamond one, reflecting blue most of the time, but glittering at different angles. Kurt nodded, and the woman picked it out.

“Do you want to go first?” Blaine asked, and Kurt nodded,

“If I watch you, I’ll chicken out.”

Blaine grinned and nodded, and Kurt sat in the seat the woman motioned to. Kurt tried not to watch as the woman dealt with the equipment, disinfecting and sanitising his stomach.

Blaine took Kurt’s hand, tilting his face up to meet his eyes with the other hand.

“Concentrate on me.” He ordered softly.

Kurt nodded, staring at Blaine and trying not to focus on the giant pair of pliers that the woman had. He squeezed Blaine’s hand tightly, waiting.

But it was over in three seconds – she pulled the skin and forced a bar through it. Kurt winced slightly, but it wasn’t unbearable. Once she’d fastened the belly bar on, she sprayed it with antiseptic and then it was done.

“Anything else?” she asked but Kurt shook his head, standing up.

He was a little bit pale, but he lifted his shirt and was staring at the metal in his stomach. It was gorgeous. Blaine was now in the chair, and Kurt grabbed his hand with a grin as Blaine lifted his shirt up. Kurt watched with interest as Blaine steadied himself, looking up as she fiddled with the equipment before puncturing a hole through his nipple. Blaine gasped a little, but grinned.

“Cool.” He said softly as the woman sprayed it.

“Next?”

“Lobe.” Blaine said and she nodded.

“Which one?”

Blaine looked at Kurt. He shrugged.

“Does it matter?”

“Well.” She started. “You could get both, or the left – the straight ear, or the right – the gay ear. It doesn’t matter much these days though.”

Blaine grinned up at Kurt. “The right one then.”

“You sure?” the woman asked.

Blaine nodded, taking Kurt’s hand again. “Yeah.”

She sat him up, readying the equipment again – with a practiced sense of boredom about her.

“Ready?” she asked, holding the thing that looked like a gun near his ear.

“Yup.” Blaine grinned, then gasped as pain shot through his head.

“Wow, I think that almost hurt more than the nipple piercing.” He whispered to Kurt as she sprayed his ear.

She smiled slightly, heading back to the reception desk as they paid, and left, Blaine holding the door open for Kurt.

^.^

Four months later, all their new piercings had properly healed. They had changed them once already, and so far nobody knew about them – unless they peered closely when they were wearing tight fitting tops. Obviously, Blaine’s ear piercing was seen, but there was very little comment on it.

They sat on Blaine’s bed, both shirtless, testing out the different studs and rings that they could put on. Blaine had just put a large ring in his nipple piercing, and Kurt had put a large, intricate dangling one in his belly button.

“This is ridiculously fun.” Blaine said, laughing as Kurt wiggled his hips experimentally; the ends of the design clinking.

“I’m glad we did this…” Kurt said softly, moving forward to capture Blaine’s lips in a kiss.

Blaine kissed him back, almost a little desperately as their bare chests rubbed together. Blaine elicited a small gasp as his ring caught on Kurt’s chest, and Kurt suddenly looked at him with a mischievous grin.

Kurt slipped down, his hands ghosting over Blaine’s sides before catching the ring in his mouth, biting it gently and tugging, his tongue flicking out ever so slightly to catch on Blaine’s skin.

Blaine moaned, his hands wrapping around Kurt’s back.

“Best. Idea. Ever.”