Kurt and Blaine at a gay bar. Blaine gets over-excited.
Author's Notes: My friend asked me to write it, so I did. But this version is illustrated: http://boneallthethings.tumblr.com/post/10941755203/lapdance
“Come on! It’ll be fun! Do it because you love me and everything!”
“Blaine, no! It’s so tacky and cheap, there’s no way I’m getting up there!”
And then, those few notes were unmistakable. Pharell Williams was whispering “Come on, Imma dirty dawg”, as N.E.R.D’s ‘Lapdance’ started blaring over the speakers. Blaine was hammered, but he still managed to stare straight at Kurt with a look that said ‘THIS IS FATE. DANCE FOR ME.’
“Well, if you’re so into dancing, why don’t you do it?!”, Kurt blurted out. He knew as soon as he’d said it that it was a terrible idea. Blaine’s stare was still fixed on him, but now he was grinning like a maniac and biting his lip. Before Kurt could stop him, he was on the stage, the pole in his hands and his ass wiggling like it was going out of style. But to be honest… That ass could never go out of style. He knew the way he was dancing was meant to be funny, but. Wow. He couldn’t help getting ideas when he saw Blaine gripping onto that pole, like he really knew what he was doing. It didn’t seem so tacky any more.
End Notes: This was honestly just for a laugh, but I hope you like it anyway!