sloane_lewis
Oct. 31, 2011, 4:20 p.m.
All I Want For Christmas is You
Blaine distracts Kurt from his post-baking cleanup with a little help from Michael Buble and Mariah Carey.
K - Words: 762 - Last Updated: Oct 31, 2011 891 0 1 1 Categories: Cotton Candy Fluff, Songfics, Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Tags: established relationship,
Author's Notes: I know October is only just ending, but I love the Christmas spirit. Also, I've been listening to Michael Buble's new Christmas album non-stop and I, immediately, thought of this scene in my head. I know I'm not the best writer, but it's just a little fluff - just for fun!
With the faint music of the radio playing around him, the aroma of cinnamon and nutmeg filled the room as Kurt, with his mother’s old holiday apron tied around his waist, hustled around the kitchen collecting the bowls, measuring cups, and droppings of cookie dough that he had left all over the counter. As he dropped the last of his baking supplies in the kitchen sink and took a much-needed breath, he felt warm, strong arms snake around him from behind and a cold nose was pressed against his neck. Reaching back, he cupped his boyfriend’s cheek and felt Blaine nuzzle into his warm palm.
“Well hello, love.” Kurt loved these small moments more than anything else. Even more than the kissing. Hell, even more than the sex!
Blaine nestled his face even further into the crook of Kurt’s neck and murmured softly, “God, I just love you so much. Where would I be without you?”
“You’re only saying that because you know I’ve made your favourite Christmas cookies.”
Blaine chuckled and replied, “Oh, you know me too well, don’t you?” Kurt could feel Blaine’s smile against his skin and couldn’t help but smile himself.
“Well, you know what I've got that will make you love me even more?” He picked up a spare spatula, turned around in Blaine’s arms, and handed it over to his boyfriend. “I saved you some batter from the cake I made.” Kurt didn’t know if Blaine’s smile could get any bigger at that moment. It might have caused his face to split in half.
“You take some first,” Blaine insisted as he held the spatula back out towards Kurt’s mouth.
“Oh, if you insist!” But just as Kurt swiped some of the batter off with his tongue, Blaine quickly leaned in and stole a kiss.
“Mmmmmf!” Not expecting it, Kurt took a moment to react but soon enough, he was letting the other boy push him further back against the counter, and pulling on Blaine’s sweater just a bit – not too much or else it would stretch and never fit properly on Blaine’s gorgeous arms again!
Blaine put the spatula down and wrapped his arms even tighter around Kurt, letting one hand rest, cupping Kurt’s neck and the other rubbing up and down his back.
It was a long, slow, and romantic kiss but the boys eventually pulled away from each other. Blaine leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Kurt’s, staring into the eyes that he had fallen so deeply in love with. Kurt only looked back with the same appreciation and desire.
As they stood in the kitchen, never wanting to look away from each other, Michael Buble’s new version of “All I Want For Christmas is You” started playing.
Blaine grinned and started singing: “I don’t want a lot for Christmas...”
Kurt rolled his eyes but could feel a smile breaking across his face at the same time.
“There is just one thing I need...” Blaine persisted, knowing full well that Kurt would give in to him.
“I don’t care about those presents underneath the Christmas tree,” Kurt responded, in his sweet, higher voice.
“I just want you for my own...”
“More than you could ever know...”
“Make my wish come truuuuuuue!” Blaine wasn’t even listening to Michael anymore. He was going all Mariah Carey for this number.
“Baby, all I want for Christmas is you! Oooooooh, baby!” Blaine squealed, scrunching his nose up as he sang, and making Kurt laugh at the ridiculous boy that he was so in love with. Before he could laugh too much though, Blaine was dragging him out of the kitchen and into the living room. He kept singing, but now he was pulling on Kurt’s hand and dancing around the room with him. Blaine spun him around a few times and pulled him in for a fancy little dip here and there. Every so often, Blaine would pull away and perform his patented Mariah impression – finger waggle and all – before grabbing Kurt again and swinging him around, jumping on the couches (even though Kurt yelped every time and told him to stop), and drawing in to quickly kiss Kurt on the cheek.
Eventually, though, the music was getting slower again and as Blaine sensed the end of the song coming, he pulled Kurt back in, tight against his chest. His hand lay flat on the small of Kurt’s back and he kissed Kurt on the tip of his nose before resting his head against his cheek, singing softly into his ear.
”You know that all I want...for Christmas...is you.”
“Well hello, love.” Kurt loved these small moments more than anything else. Even more than the kissing. Hell, even more than the sex!
Blaine nestled his face even further into the crook of Kurt’s neck and murmured softly, “God, I just love you so much. Where would I be without you?”
“You’re only saying that because you know I’ve made your favourite Christmas cookies.”
Blaine chuckled and replied, “Oh, you know me too well, don’t you?” Kurt could feel Blaine’s smile against his skin and couldn’t help but smile himself.
“Well, you know what I've got that will make you love me even more?” He picked up a spare spatula, turned around in Blaine’s arms, and handed it over to his boyfriend. “I saved you some batter from the cake I made.” Kurt didn’t know if Blaine’s smile could get any bigger at that moment. It might have caused his face to split in half.
“You take some first,” Blaine insisted as he held the spatula back out towards Kurt’s mouth.
“Oh, if you insist!” But just as Kurt swiped some of the batter off with his tongue, Blaine quickly leaned in and stole a kiss.
“Mmmmmf!” Not expecting it, Kurt took a moment to react but soon enough, he was letting the other boy push him further back against the counter, and pulling on Blaine’s sweater just a bit – not too much or else it would stretch and never fit properly on Blaine’s gorgeous arms again!
Blaine put the spatula down and wrapped his arms even tighter around Kurt, letting one hand rest, cupping Kurt’s neck and the other rubbing up and down his back.
It was a long, slow, and romantic kiss but the boys eventually pulled away from each other. Blaine leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Kurt’s, staring into the eyes that he had fallen so deeply in love with. Kurt only looked back with the same appreciation and desire.
As they stood in the kitchen, never wanting to look away from each other, Michael Buble’s new version of “All I Want For Christmas is You” started playing.
Blaine grinned and started singing: “I don’t want a lot for Christmas...”
Kurt rolled his eyes but could feel a smile breaking across his face at the same time.
“There is just one thing I need...” Blaine persisted, knowing full well that Kurt would give in to him.
“I don’t care about those presents underneath the Christmas tree,” Kurt responded, in his sweet, higher voice.
“I just want you for my own...”
“More than you could ever know...”
“Make my wish come truuuuuuue!” Blaine wasn’t even listening to Michael anymore. He was going all Mariah Carey for this number.
“Baby, all I want for Christmas is you! Oooooooh, baby!” Blaine squealed, scrunching his nose up as he sang, and making Kurt laugh at the ridiculous boy that he was so in love with. Before he could laugh too much though, Blaine was dragging him out of the kitchen and into the living room. He kept singing, but now he was pulling on Kurt’s hand and dancing around the room with him. Blaine spun him around a few times and pulled him in for a fancy little dip here and there. Every so often, Blaine would pull away and perform his patented Mariah impression – finger waggle and all – before grabbing Kurt again and swinging him around, jumping on the couches (even though Kurt yelped every time and told him to stop), and drawing in to quickly kiss Kurt on the cheek.
Eventually, though, the music was getting slower again and as Blaine sensed the end of the song coming, he pulled Kurt back in, tight against his chest. His hand lay flat on the small of Kurt’s back and he kissed Kurt on the tip of his nose before resting his head against his cheek, singing softly into his ear.
”You know that all I want...for Christmas...is you.”
End Notes: A/N: I HOPE YOU LIKED IT! As I said, it's just supposed to be a fun little piece of fluff. Blaine and Kurt and so adorable together - why not add a little Christmas spirit to the equation!
