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Who: Kurt Hummel aaand open~
What: Wintertimes!
Where: By the ruined diner :(
When: Day 21
Warnings: Probably wintry fluffiness.

It's snowing! Normally Kurt would be curled up under a woolen blanket or five, drinking hot cider and catching up on his Vogue reading. But in a place like Cape Kore, where everything is unusual, weird or just downright disturbing, something like snowfall seems deliciously normal.

So, in deliciously normal teenage boy fashion (albeit very fashionable fashion...) there might be a few snowballs flying your way as you go up or down the main street.

Kurt will just be over by the remains of the diner, pretending to be very interested in finding crushed cutlery and innocently hiding his snow-covered gloves in his pockets.

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Blaine was taking advantage of the snowfall by going for a brisk walk down one of the streets. All things considered, it was a nice day, and he hated to let it go without at least coming out to enjoy it. Besides, he couldn't do the things he normally did at home, like go to school, practice a new number, or dance around to Roxy Music.

So, he left the room he'd picked that was very conveniently located next to one Kurt Hummel, and hit the streets. Except he didn't make it very far before he was hit in the face by a flying snowball.

If nothing else, that served to wake him up.

How was Kurt supposed to resist with Blaine wandering around all rosy-cheeked and wintry?

But really, though, he didn't mean to aim for the face. And now he'll make up for it by scurrying over and brushing snowy bits out of Blaine's hair. "Are you okay?"

If Blaine were to look back on this moment, he'd definitely say he was asking for it.

But all the same, getting hit in the face was worth it to see Kurt rush over and start working on getting the snow out of his hair. "I'm fine, Kurt. You just surprised me, that's all," he said, grinning as he used his jacket sleeve to wipe away the quickly melting snow.

"Well, I was aiming for your hair, but you turned around." Kurt makes certain Blaine's curls are snow-free, then offers a rosy-cheeked smile. "What do you think of all this? Like being back in Ohio, almost."

"Oh, I know, I should have just kept on walking. But then I wouldn't have gotten to see you." He blinks a few times to clear the last remnants of snow and melting water from his eyes, and reaches for Kurt's hand. "It's really nice, and yeah, it's almost like being back home."

"Mmmm. I'm glad you stopped." He squeezes Blaine's hand, then tugs him over to the pile of debris that used to be the diner. "How are you settling in?"

"I am too," he says as he lets his boyfriend pull him over to the diner. "Kurt, sorry if this question is weird, but why are you hanging around a destroyed diner? And I'm settling in fine, thanks, Kurt."

"Oh! Right." Kurt blushes a little, sweeping snow off a piece of rubble so they can sit. "I used to spend most of my time here."

"That's a little depressing, don't you think?" He asks jokingly as he pokes Kurt in the side. "There must be someone here who can rebuild it."

"Hey! I made some really memorable things here." He'll stick his tongue out, then snuggle against Blaine's side. "Maybe. I think most folks are pretty busy, though."

"I know, Kurt, I'm just kidding," he says as he grins and drapes his arm over Kurt's shoulder. "You know I'd offer, but I don't know the first thing about construction."

Kurt sighs, leaning against Blaine. "It's all right. I'm not as lonely anymore, so I don't need to drown my sorrows in the making of macaroons."

Blaine gives him a smile that's supposed to be both sympathetic and reassuring. "I'm sorry you were lonely, Kurt, but you don't have to worry about that anymore. Although I have to say, I am sorry that I missed the chance to try your macaroons."

"Maybe if you're good I'll make you some. Or something Christmassy."

"Oh, but where's the fun in being good?" He laughs. "Oh, all right, I'll be good."

"You're always good." Have a kiss on the side of the head. "You're perfect."

"So are you, Kurt. You're the best boyfriend anyone could have asked for." Have a kiss on the cheek in return.

Kurt smiles blissfully, then stands up, tugging at Blaine's hand. "Have you been out to the lighthouse yet?"

He smiles at the all-too-familiar feeling of having Kurt pull on his hand. It's a good thing it's one that he likes and has gotten used to since he met Kurt. "No, I haven't. I'm definitely in the mood for a walk, though."

"Fortunately the large man-eating beasts seem to have abated, for the moment." Kurt rolls his eyes, obviously annoyed by the fact that such things were ever an issue, then tightens his scarf. "It's nice out there. If you like...oceans."

He frowns at Kurt, not because he's angry, but because it seems that every time he talks to Kurt, he learns something else about this place that makes it seem horrible. "Man-eating beasts? Are they different from the dire wolves or something else entirely?"

He runs a hand through his hair, carefully, so as not to mess up the gel, but he's getting annoyed by this whole situation. "I hate this place, Kurt." But then he smiles, because he kind of does like oceans. "I do like oceans. The color reminds me of your eyes."

Maybe it's a silly remark, but Kurt's eyes are really spectacular, at least to Blaine. He could get lost in them for hours, if he let himself.

"That's a general term including the direwolves, the hellcats and whatever else turns up." Kurt offers a bright smile. Obviously he's used to these things by now.

"I know you do, honey. I do too." He cuddles up to Blaine, then blushes a little. "Really? That's so sweet."

Blaine listens carefully, filing away this information with everything else he's learned about the place since he showed up. "You know, Kurt, I've been thinking since someone I talked to asked if I knew how to use a weapon of any kind." It's not something he wants to do or even think about, but given the situation, not thinking about it would just be putting his head in the sand.

"I don't think I could stand it if something happened to you and you didn't have a way to protect yourself." He crosses his arms in front of him. He never imagined that he and Kurt would be having this conversation. "I think we need to find someone to teach us how to fire a gun." And of course, find a way to get their hands on guns.

The placement of this serious conversation alongside the sweet comments that he loves to shower Kurt with is jarring to Blaine, but he tries not to let it faze him too much. "It's true, Kurt. You're breathtaking."

Kurt's quit, listening to Blaine and sticking his hands deep into his pockets. There's a distinct difference between carrying around hairspray and a lighter, just in case, and learning how to fire a deadly weapon. But he can't deny the possibility that it might be necessary. So he nods, slowly, reaching out for Blaine's hand.

"Okay. I'll ask around," he says quietly, realizing that this is difficult for Blaine to articulate, this potential of either of them being hurt.

"If you don't want to, that's all right, you know." He's mostly convinced himself that he needs to do something, though, if only so he can actually protect Kurt.

Kurt shakes his head, firmly. "I don't want to be helpless."

"But you're not. At least you have something right now that you can use to defend yourself." He's referring to the hairspray and the lighter. "If someone was to stop me right now, I wouldn't be able to do anything." Except maybe punch them, but he's not sure how effective that would be against anyone but another person. And even then, that's not saying very much.

"Well, we'll learn together, then." He squeezes Blaine's hand, offering a faint smile. "We're going to be okay."

"Of course we are. Nothing's going to happen to us, at least, as long as I can help it." He returns the smile and the hand squeeze, hoping to reassure him. The first chance he gets, he's going to find someone who can teach him what he'll need to know to keep Kurt and himself as safe as can be.

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I could definitely use some fluff

FLUFF AHOY~

It should be a crime for these two to be the cause of such fluff

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if you're not busy, I'd like to direct you to Blaine's new post. He could use Kurt right now.