Lea Michele on Late Show with David Letterman
#can you imagine him pretending to be a tiger #ready to ravish kurt #but like really playful and jumping on top of him
“If you’re a leopard, what does that make me?”
“Excuse me?”
Blaine nodded toward Kurt’s clothing, his eyes crinkling at the corners as though Kurt’s new Free People cardigan and Paul Smith tie were amusing. Kurt raised an eyebrow.
“I think some clownfish are maroon.”
“But I want to be a cat, like you,” Blaine said, crawling up onto the bed on all fours.
“Fine.” Kurt looked Blaine up and down. “Then you can be a…bengal tiger.”
Blaine grinned, slinking closer. “Rawrr,” he said, leaning his face in to nuzzle Kurt’s neck.
Kurt tried to pull back, blushing. “Blaine, are you serious—”
“Tigers love leopards.”
Blaine licked a stripe up his neck, bit his jaw. Kurt let out an undignified squeak, reaching for his shoulders to push him away. “Blaine—”
“Where do you think ligers come from?” Blaine asked, pressing Kurt back into the bed, straddling him on hands and knees. He gave a few more playful nips at Kurt’s neck, making these ridiculous little growly noises that were doing completely not okay things to a certain part of Kurt’s body.
“Actually, I think that’s lions and tigers,” Kurt said, batting ineffectually at Blaine’s hands as they reached for his cardigan to unbutton it. Blaine’s fingers wrapped around Kurt’s tie and tugged a little, and Kurt gave up with a long-suffering sigh.
“Then what do leopards and tigers make?” Blaine asked, looking up at Kurt.
Kurt smirked. “Out?”
Blaine grinned and kissed him, doing what leopards and tigers did best.
This is so cute it hurts.
“Darren! What are you doing?! It’s freezing out here!”
“It’s snowing, Chris!” Darren laughed from his spot on the ground. “It’s snowing!”
“Yes, I know! And it’s also cold as fuck.” Chris laughed as Darren attempted to catch the falling flakes on his tongue.
“Come on, Chris. Live a little.” Darren held up his finger and beckoned Chris towards him. “Pleaseeee?”
“Fuck you.” Chris sighed and shuffled through the snow to Darren. “You know I can’t resist the puppy dog eyes and pouty lip.”
“I know.” Darren smirked.
“If I fall or catch pneumonia you’re taking care of me.” Chris glared at him.
“Don’t I always?” Darren winked. “Now get down here and kiss me, Mr. Grouchy Pants.”
Chris laughed and collapsed on the frozen ground next to Darren.
“You’re an idiot.” Chris whispered against Darren’s lips.
“But I’m your idiot.” Darren mumbled before closing the gap between them.
I can’t believe how fucking cute this shit I wrote is.
god DAMN.
Baby, you’d freeze out there.
Oh the weather outside is frightful.
It’s up to your knees out there.
But the fire is so delightful
30 Days of Klaine:
001; the moment that made you a Klaine shipper; TEENAGE DREAM.
“I mean, I think it was so successful because it’s the first time you see Kurt smile.”
