Yet it didn't bother him too much because right in front of him was Kurt.

Not to say, Kurt in unholy tight jeans, that hugged him in all the right ways in all the right places. So it was only natural for Blaine, being the hormonal teenager he was, to sneak up on his boyfriend –boyfriend– and hug him around his waist. Kurt let out a squeak and it was so adorable Blaine couldn't do anything else than press a little kiss right under his ear, right at the spot he knew drove Kurt crazy.

"Blaine, you can't just go around sneaking up on people like that. I could have hurt you."

Blaine chuckled, his chest still pressed against Kurt's back. Kurt turned around in his arms and smiled down at him.

"Hey."

"Hi."

He looked up into Kurt's clear blue eyes, wondering if the color even existed, about to close the few inches left in between them when-

SPLASH

A wave of purple ice came crashing over the two of them. He heard Kurt gasp and wanted to look at him, but all he could see was the purple mess, now slowly melting, and dripping down his face. He wiped his eyes and as soon as he could see Kurt again, he smirked at the few jocks still looking at them and he pulled him down for a kiss. Their lips smashing together, Kurt struggles for a second but then he melts into the kiss. Blaine lets his tongue slip into Kurt's mouth and he can taste the slushie as it melts on his and Kurt's faces.

And even as the football players and students standing around start to shout and throw things at them, all he can think of is:

"Purple really tastes awesome on Kurt."