pureklaination requested “domestic!kink. a saturday morning spent in bed, trading kisses”.
“No,” Blaine groans, rolling over and pawing Kurt’s pajama-clad legs all the way across the bed. “No, no, no, come on—”
“We said we’d try that new jogging path this weekend,” Kurt shoots back, frowning.
Of course, they’d said that. But it’s drizzly and gray outside and there isn’t anything that Blaine wants more than to roll over into Kurt’s warm body and let his mind drift.
He rolls over onto his stomach, watching Kurt stand up. For the most part, the designer label silk pajamas have gone the way of organic groceries—they’re both college students and anything else would just be impractical.
There’s just something about Kurt in loose sweatpants and one of Blaine’s t-shirts riding up the small of his back that makes Blaine want to rip it off with his teeth.
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Are you trying to tell me something?
Ugh go away school. I don’t wanna come in today.
blaine doing his confused face and kurt doing his bitch face aka being their perfect selves (requested by anonymous)
Expectations are a funny thing. You waste so much time guessing what your life could look like, but the thing is, you can’t really know until the day you open your eyes and see that if you let go, and lean into the unexpected, maybe something more beautiful than you ever could’ve imagined.
stupid (young) old married!klaine stealing kisses in the morning before work (◕‿◕✿)