do you ever just start thinking about your best friend and how great they are and how, even if they can’t see it, you somehow know without a doubt that they’re one of the most incredible people you’ve ever met and it’s just like, they’re funny and cute and kind and beautiful and just so freaking important that you can’t even believe that you’re lucky enough to be friends with them??? i mean wo w
Men: Not ALL men.
Men to their daughters: Yes, all men. Every single one of them.
Normal people thinking about death: Who will attend my funeral?
Me: Who will tell my Internet friends?
prompt: silly ficlet based on this boy meets world gifset - aka blaine sees kurt’s butt for the first time and it’s a life-changing experience.
takes place the summer between s2 and s3.
Kurt’s still blushing, changed into his swim trunks and sitting at the end of the bed where Blaine is currently starfished out, his eyes closed and his face a picture of bliss.
"Blaine," Kurt says slowly, wryly. "How long are you going to lie there?"
"I’m still recovering," Blaine says after a beat, his lips tugging up into a lazy, self-satisfied smile. He looks as dreamy as ever, sprawled out on Kurt’s bed like this, but then he opens his mouth and Kurt’s rolling his eyes again. "I’m replaying the moment in my head so I never forget it."
"Oh for the love of—" Kurt grabs a pillow, smacking Blaine square in the chest with it. "If you’re going to be this ridiculous I’m not going to let you watch me get changed anymore."