"Ughh..." Kurt grumbled as the wind, once again, picked up speed. The sudden burst of air disrupted his perfectly styled hair, leaving it messy and lacking luster. "Can we go inside now? My hair looks horrendous and I don't think I can stand another minute of it." 

"Are you kidding me? Your hair looks gorgeous, as per usual. What? You can't handle a bit of wind?" Blaine challenged, smirking and retrieving the frisbee that had been tossed on the ground. It was a beautiful day. A beautifully, windy day, one might add. But it was perfect weather for a game of frisbee. Not too hot, not too cold. Kurt and Blaine had been spending the weekend together at Blaine's place while his parents were out of town. Their original plan was to have a marathon of movies such as Titanic and The Notebook, but, of course, Blaine was getting tired of being cooped up inside all day, (like the little puppy he is). He had wanted to be outside in the fresh air. Although the wind was starting to mess with Kurt's head. Literally.

"I can handle it." Kurt scoffed, crossing his arms and blowing at the few loose bangs that gathered on his forehead. "I just don't want to." He replied, rolling his eyes as Blaine stuck his tongue out at him. "Just toss the frisbee, Anderson."

"Your wish is my command." Blaine chuckled, bowing his head before flinging the frisbee in Kurt's direction. In that moment, the wind sped up again, manipulating the direction of the frisbee. It took it up higher into the air, just out of reach above Kurt's head. But in his stubborn ways, Kurt jumped for it anyway. His arms shooting up above his head made his loose-fit shirt fly up, revealing his toned stomach and barely-there trail of light hair leading to his skinny jeans. Blaine audibly gulped, taking in the sight of his boyfriend. Kurt caught the frisbee and smiled to himself.

"HAH. Caught it!" He gloated, biting his lower lip as he smiled widely.

"We can go inside now." Blaine squeaked.

"Wha- Why?"

"Inside, Kurt." Blaine growled, winking playfully before making his way towards the back door. Kurt inhaled sharply through his nose before smirking and following his boyfriend inside.

Windy days, Kurt decided, aren't so bad.