Kurt due home for another forty-five minutes and he needed something to pass the time. He sighed and got up, rummaging through the DVD's on Kurt's desk. He could watch a movie or something until Kurt got home. He found one labeled "SL" and put it in a whim.

He hoped it wasn't porn, but he was the only one in the Hummel house at the moment, so even if it was...

Blaine hit play on the remote and Beyonce's Single Ladies blasted on, a video in black and white playing. At first, Blaine thought it was just the Beyonce video on DVD, but he sucked in a deep breath when he realized it was a video of Kurt.

Kurt was mouthing along with the words, dancing the dance from the video, along with Tina and Brittany from glee club. He was even wearing a unitard under a sparkly vest, complete with sparkly glove.

Blaine's mouth fell open.

Well.

Okay.

He lost track of how many times he'd watched it when a shriek pierced his fog. "What are you watching?" Kurt exclaimed.

I found it when I was looking for a movie to watch," Blaine tried to explain.

"Turn it off, please, turn it off."

"Why?"

"Blaine," Kurt whined.

"Seriously, Kurt, I had no idea you could move your hips like that."

"Oh, my God," Kurt covered his face with his hands. "I'm a cheerleader. Of course I can move my hips like that."

Blaine clicked off the DVD, staring at Kurt intently. He licked his lips and Kurt's breath caught in his throat. "Well, then why don't you come over here and show me?"