Medium Drip

Kurt smiled softly as Blaine laced their fingers together, marvelling at the fact that Blaine seemed to be able to read his mind…or at least his body language. He listened attentively about the meetings, Blaine wasn’t giving many details, but he guessed he wouldn’t understand most of it anyway. He really had no idea how much work went into opening a coffee shop, or who Blaine would even be having meetings with.

And then he was kissing him and to be honest Blaine could be having meetings with the queen of England for all he cared at that moment in time. He brought his own hands up to fist into Blaine’s shirt, in an attempt to pull him closer, difficult in their positions, but he didn’t care, he just wanted him nearer, he wanted to feel him, because soon he’d be leaving and he didn’t know when he’d next get to see him.

He parted his lips to deepen the kiss, marvelling that for once he couldn’t feel the familiar panic creeping into his stomach. In fact all he could feel was Blaine, it was like he was everywhere, it was almost stifling, his feelings were so strong that he didn’t know what to do with them, how to put a handle on them. So he just kissed him, because they hadn’t been able to do this properly in a long time and to be honest kissing Blaine felt like coming home every time it happened.

 But then Kurt felt something pawing at his leg and for one second he considered kneeing Blaine in the balls again because really? That was his technique? Only the pawing was getting more insistent and Kurt burst into laughter mid kiss as he realised what exactly was attacking his leg.

Pulling away he shook his head, trying to get control of his laughter as he lifted Mavis from where she had escaped the blazer to come and interrupt them.

‘Oh…my…God…’ He managed to gasp out as he placed the puppy back on the blazer, stroking behind her ears fondly.

His stomach hurt from laughing, but he couldn’t stop, the one time he’d felt completely comfortable with things maybe going a little further and Mavis had interrupted them. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to take Blaine seriously again, not when he’d spent the last minute believing Blaine was pawing at his leg like a dog…

Holding his stomach as he attempted to calm down, he glanced apologetically at Blaine, before looking towards Mavis again, the laughter starting again as he pictured Blaine pawing at his leg.

Mavis Anderson-Hummel, the ultimate cockblock.

Blaine leaned over when he felt Kurt take hold of the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. With the way he was seated, it was sort of hard to do so, but it wasn’t like he cared in the slightest. The fact that their lips were connected was all that mattered for him, and that was all he was concerned about.

His jaw tilted forward to put more into the kiss, and he swore his entire body tingled. The things Kurt could do to him were astonishing, the things he’d always been able to do, to make Blaine feel. He’d never had this with anyone else and he never wanted to, the lovely twists of his stomach as the group of butterflies fluttered around at the touch of Kurt’s lips was something only he could produce. It was amazing and every time they kissed he was literally taken aback with how powerful they were.

He wasn’t really sure why, but the other’s mouth paused over his before Kurt burst into laughter, and his brow raised in confusion. Blaine chuckled realizing that Mavis was pawing at his knee, and however cute it was, he was sort of resentful that they’d parted because of the puppy’s interruption.

“Obviously Mavis missed us,” Blaine stifled in a laugh, smiling over as Kurt placed the puppy back on top of his blazer. And he actually hadn’t cared that the other had done so, he just wanted to kiss him again.

“You alright?” He asked after a minute, his eyebrow cocking upward as Kurt continued his fit of laughter. Blaine chuckled seeing him grasp his stomach, his smile growing when their eyes caught in a glance.

“Do you need some more attention, because I’d be more than happy to oblige.”

Blaine teased him with a smile, tilting his head towards him as his laughter calmed. “I really don’t see how it was that funny, Kurt,” He added, grinning at him, “I think you’ve gone mad.”

Oh, you did? How incredible is that! I bet he’s really excited then, I remember him quite literally squealing when you texted him.

I’m sorry I’m so late in responding, when you texted me I had a puppy in hand. You’re getting engaged! I’m so excited for you, Tana. I’d ask you if you told Kurt yet but he seems to already know.

Kurt smiled softly as Blaine got in the bed, attempting to shuffle over subtly so his arm was pressed against Blaine’s and their legs were touching slightly. He was not being clingy, Kurt refused to believe that was what he was doing, he was just cold…he was moving over because he was cold and Blaine was warm…it was purely survival instincts.

Watching Blaine play with the puppy, he resisted the urge to tangle their hands together, it wasn’t that he was afraid of initiating any affection, he’d been doing it enough, he just didn’t want to ruin the moment, he was scared that any minute the spell was going to be broken and he’d be back in New York, alone and without Blaine. Right now this just felt like a very good dream, a dream that he never wanted to wake up from.

Stroking Mavis lightly as Blaine teased her with the toy he answered his boyfriend;

‘We didn’t really do anything did we baby? No…except Mavis had a few accidents around the house, so we migrated from room to room, to avoid the smell, which meant food had to be sacrificed, but Mavis sniffed out an old cracker so she was fine…I’m kidding Blaine, I did not let Mavis eat an old cracker…’

He grinned as Mavis rolled on her back, obviously wanting her tummy stroked, laughing as Blaine immediately obliged;

‘And I thought I was going to spoil her…she has you wrapped around her finger already…’ He paused for a second, just to take in the scene; he didn’t think he would ever get enough of this.

‘How did your meetings go? Did you um…sort anything out? Because it’s my last day tomorrow…’ He trailed off, fiddling with the cover awkwardly, he didn’t want to think about leaving, because the last place he wanted to be right now was in New York…alone.

Blaine leaned against Kurt playfully in a nudge when he’d scooted against him, not at all bothered by how close he was sitting. In fact, he preferred it this way, if not closer. He let his legs criss cross beneath his body as he sat upright, only slightly leaned forward to play with the puppy in front of them. “What a precious little thing she is, I can’t get over it,” he commented with a smile, scrunching his nose in Mavis’s direction.

He listened as Kurt rambled about his day with the puppy, smiling and laughing at parts;

“I was about to say, a stale cracker wouldn’t be just lying around my house, and it wouldn’t suffice for Mavis’s lunch.”

Blaine snickered a little as the pug rolled over on her back, paws bouncing up in the air, leaning his hand over to scratch her belly lightly.

“Hey, I’ve got a soft spot for her, I can’t help it.” He responded to Kurt with a smile, flickering his eyes to his boyfriend’s. He nearly got lost once more because really, who wouldn’t melt at such a sight? The thought made his lips stretch wider, his lips curling up to show his pearly white teeth as he let out a laugh. “She’s too precious. I’m so glad we got her.” 

Blaine looked to Kurt, his cheeks instantly tinting, marveling for a moment at how breathtaking he always was.

He laced their fingers together, his fingertips piddling atop the others’ as if playing the ivory of a piano. “My meetings went fine, just as they have been. I’m getting closer and closer to finishing all the details, darling.” Blaine informed Kurt with a grin, the last bit slipping out without much of a filter. He hadn’t called Kurt anything like that in forever, but it was almost like he’d never stopped to begin with. It was so natural and he hadn’t even tried to stop himself from uttering such words because he wanted to say them, and he wanted them to be directed at Kurt.

When he mentioned him leaving, Blaine tried not to think about it. He didn’t want him to go and although it wouldn’t be long before he’d see him again, a minute was far too much. “Let’s pretend for a little while that’s not happening, okay?” Blaine asked with a hopeful smile and a lift in his voice, cupping the other’s face. “Let’s live in the now and not worry about that. Not yet. I’ve got it all handled, I promise you.” He assured him, or hoped to, smiling and ending his sentence with a kiss, much like sealing a letter, only sweeter.

Kurt grinned as he heard Blaine come home, rolling his eyes at the cheesy line, but loving it at the same time. He’d been Mavis sitting all day and although he was enjoying himself, he missed Blaine when he wasn’t there. And he knew it was pathetic and he’d only been gone for a few hours, but they’d missed so much time together and they had such little time left that he just wanted to spend it together.

That and he was a slightly clingy boyfriend…so what…stroking behind Mavis’ ears where he had her cuddled on his knee, Kurt grinned slightly at his plan as he heard Blaine making his way up the stairs. Spreading the Dalton blazer out on the bed, he placed the puppy in the middle of it…he wasn’t cruel enough to have let her chew the thing…didn’t mean he wouldn’t let Blaine think he had.

‘Mavis listen…daddy’s home…you get on that blazer…good girl…’  He babbled, unable to resist grabbing the chew toy so she could play some more, he didn’t care if the man at the pet shop had told them to get her in some form of routine, that puppies would cry for you at night if you didn’t get them used to sleeping alone…Mavis would never be sleeping alone…she was sleeping with them, Kurt didn’t think he could stand her crying.

He felt his heart skip slightly as Blaine came in the room, Kurt felt slightly under dressed in his pyjama pants and his favourite sweater of Blaine’s…so he was wearing it again…he’d missed him alright? He grinned at his boyfriend, gesturing to the puppy on the bed;

‘I couldn’t stop her Blaine, she overpowered me…she loves the blazer too much…’  He shrugged lightly stroking Mavis’ head smiling happily as she licked his hand.

‘Say hello to daddy Mavis…’ Kurt grinned as he held the puppy up, miming her waving with her paw, laughing he placed her back on the blazer, putting the chew toy next to her as he patted the space in the bed next to him;

‘Come give me some attention Blaine…I feel deprived.’ He half joked, pouting lightly as he watched Blaine loosen his tie. ‘Mavis will bark at you, if you don’t hurry up and get in bed…’

Blaine’s lips pulled to a large smile seeing the both of them there in their bedroom. The sight of Kurt nearly sent him reeling with excitement, as if he hadn’t seen him all day. It had only been a couple of hours since he left, but regardless, he missed Kurt and even an hour was far too long of a wait to see him again.

He chuckled with amusement as Kurt lifted Mavis to wave at him, his smile growing wider by the minute. “Aw, well hello Mavis,” He cooed just a little bit, making a kissing noise to get the puppy’s attention. She turned her head to look at him, her head tilting back and forth at the noises before they ceased. Kurt set her down and all the while Blaine was kicking his shoes off and tugging the tie from around his neck.

He couldn’t help but to get caught in Kurt’s eyes, even if only momentarily, swimming in the blue-green sea that was the lovely color. It was his favorite color, there was no doubt about that. His smile tilted sideways as he regained himself from how alluring they were, his words sending him into a flutter.

“Of course, Kurt.” He immediately agreed with a grin, laughing as he mentioned Mavis barking. He wasn’t even sure he’d heard her do that yet.

“Hold on one minute, and,” He trailed off, dragging out the last word as the tie came off him, hanging it respectively in the closet where it belonged. Blaine turned on his heels to face Kurt, smiling and walking across the short distance in the room to the other’s side of the bed. He pressed a hello kiss to his lips, pecking him a few more times before sitting up on the bed, on the other side of Mavis.

“How have you two been all day?” He asked, and although he was looking down at the puppy, he was most definitely asking Kurt. He laughed as he took the toy in his hand, lightly batting her nose with it and she grumbled and pawed at the toy, chewing on the part she could manage to grab.

Smiling as Kurt tugged him excitedly towards one of the pens, Blaine let his eyes fall on the puppy he was squealing over. Oh, and was she precious. She was a feisty little thing, nipping on the ears of her sleeping siblings and pouting when they didn’t wake up to keep her company. She sauntered all the way to the other side of the cage and scooted herself into the corner, Blaine’s hand reaching down to scrunch his fingertips at her nose. She playfully growled and sniffed him, and everything about her made him smile even bigger.

“Oh, she’s perfect.” Blaine commented with a laugh, the puppy now chewing lightly on the side of his hand. As Kurt reveled in the newfound pet, He leaned down to look at the sign in front of the cage. She’d already been wormed and given all her shots, and she was almost nine weeks old in age. They hadn’t given her name, which wouldn’t have mattered anyway because her name had always been Mavis.

She was a purebred pug, and Blaine loved her already.

He scooped the small puppy up into his arms, cradling her easily in the nook of his elbow. “Kurt, this is Mavis. It’s settled?” Blaine asked just to make sure Kurt hadn’t fallen for another puppy, and after the cheery agreement from his counterpart, he passed her over to him before heading towards the counter up front.

He informed the employee which puppy they’d gotten, and after several minutes of filling out paperwork and printing out his AKC papers, as well as his shot records and everything, Blaine happily paid for Mavis and signed whatever was needed to get her into their possession. In addition, he’d purchased a bag of puppy food and several toys that Kurt had picked out, ones he claimed Mavis was eying while they shopped, and after everything was bagged, he smiled to Kurt. “Do we need anything else for her before we leave?” Blaine asked him, scruffing his fingers underneath the darling puppy’s chin. 

Pulling in the driveway, Blaine could hear the gravel crackle beneath his tires as he slowed to a stop, parking in the open garage where he always did. He saw his cell phone light up in the empty seat beside him, taking hold of it and opening the text. Before he’d even read it, he knew who it was, but the text itself had made him smile.

Your attatchment to this blazer scares me…Mavis must take after you because she is now using it to sleep on…on our bed of course. Why would you want to deprive her of this comfort? And no…I did not try and get her to poop on the blazer, if she tells you that she’s lying. Hurry up and come home, Mavis misses you…K x

P.S. I know what you meant, i’m choosing you avoid it.

Just like Kurt did, Blaine chose to ignore the last part of the text message, since it didn’t really even matter. It didn’t phase him as much as it had when he’d first found out, but nevertheless.. it was the past, and he learned to accept it. Blaine couldn’t help but to laugh at the idea of all of the things Kurt had illustrated for him about Mavis’s antics, and he was more than excited to get inside his home with them both.

Walking up to the front door, he unlocked it and in a cheesy instant he was shouting, “Honey, I’m home!” 

Blaine chuckled as he took off the jacket of his suit, hanging it on the inside of the closet just like he always did. He quickly noticed, while walking through the living room, the present Kurt had been referring to. He rolled his eyes and remembered to lay down a few puppy pads after he’d cleaned up after the little one, picking up his chew toys and setting them in a basket that was obviously for Mavis’s belongings.

With that, Blaine took off up the stairs, rounding the corner into the open door of their bedroom. “Why hello there,” He said, laughing at the sight of Mavis curled up on the bed, of course on top of his Dalton blazer. Kurt was sitting on the bed wiggling a small toy in front of his nose in which the puppy was trying to capture in her teeth, and it was quite the sight to see.

This was the best thing ever to come home to.

Blaine tugged at Kurt’s hand as they were led to the front door, and just before he allowed either of them to open it, he pulled him into a kiss. Cupping lightly under his chin with his free hand, he let their lips dance together for a moment, a happy smile eminent on his face as he pulled away.

“I love you,” He started, his head turning in a small tilt, “and I know this may be odd to say, but I’m sort of excited about going to find Mavis. We’re going to have our own little family, and I’m not at all opposed to this.” The shorter male pecked his lips once more, the corner, feeling it tug up beneath his mouth into a smile.

With that, Blaine turned the doorknob, swinging it open to allow Kurt to go before him. Their hands still linked at the fingers, he followed shortly behind, locking the door after he’d exited. They made their way outside and to Blaine’s car, and since there was no way he was letting Kurt drive -far too many reasons the countertenor was well aware of- he took the driver’s door in his hand.

He slipped inside quickly, the keys that jingled in his hand finding the ignition. Blaine turned it, feeling the silent hum of the car liven it just as Kurt climbed in the passenger’s side. Out of habit, he reached for his seatbelt, pulling it over his chest before backing out of the driveway. He left the radio controls to Kurt, as always, since he’d just bicker if it were any other way. Blaine didn’t see why, however, because they had the same music taste. But, Kurt was controlling, and it was much easier to let him have his way than to debate against him. 

The drive to the pet shop was quick, mostly because Kurt had made them Google the reviews of all the nearest shops to determine which one would have the best selection of possible Mavis puppies. He also made them Mapquest their decision, so finding the place was easy.

Once they’d gotten out of the car, Blaine reconnected their hands as they entered the pet shop, hearing the chime above the door to signal new customers. “Hello! Welcome to Paws United!” A cheery woman greeted them from the front desk, Blaine giving her a warm smile and a friendly wave in return.

All of a sudden, he was being jerked down one of the isles by Kurt, whom had spotted the puppies. They were set up in open pins, separated by litter, labeled on a stand in front of their cages. “Wow,” Blaine said with a smile, looking down at one of the golden lab puppies, petting the top of his head. He continued looking at all the different breeds they had, swiping his hand across the body of a small jack russell terrier. Blaine turned to see a few Husky puppies, his heart having a bit of a weak spot for those in particular. “I used to have one when I was little,” He informed Kurt, petting one of the puppies underneath it’s chin.

“Do you see any you like? Which one screams Mavis?”

You highly amuse me. I’ll get a fitted Dalton blazer just for our Mavis, but you’re going to have to take that one off of her. I don’t want its fate to be determined by a teething puppy, even though I’m sure those were your motives. According to you, no one looks good in a blazer, no one.

Ps. That wouldn’t be the reason.

I’m very serious about my blazer. Wait, you put it on her? How did that even happen? I’m going to need you to take the blazer off of Mavis, darling.

Ps. I have one reason and one reason alone why I do not like him.

Take the blazer away from her, Kurt.

Ps. I don’t like him.

Oh, it’ll be okay. She’s got to learn to keep her teeth away from our things and on chew toys. Which, we’ll be buying more of. She knows you love her, just kiss the top of her head, she seems to like that. Mavis will be alright. I’m sure she’s forgotten about the scarf and is now happily eying one of your shoes.

P.s. Is that a serious question?

There’s no denying the fact that you’re the mother here. I’m so glad you noticed though, and I’m glad it’s alright to call you as such.. Oh, good! I’ve missed you and I  wasn’t exactly looking forward to you seeing him, but. I’m almost there, don’t have too much fun without me. I’m talking to you both, you and Mavis.

You’re such a caring mother, and a very thoughtful boyfriend might I add.

I’ll be no more than five minutes. I’ll rescue her just as she starts to realize no one’s home. It’ll be alright. And that’s just lovely Kurt, thank you so much.

I’m on my way home as we speak, leave her there, I’ll only be a minute. 

Sounds like you’ve got a full schedule ahead of you, hah. Yes, I’m still in Ohio. -Blaine

How are you holding up? -Blaine