Push-ups and kisses for all eternity.
another 5x16 reaction because that ep just won’t leave me alone:
Kurt continues his Sunday morning workout routine and Blaine decides he should join in. Includes push-up kisses. ao3
Sunday morning comes quickly now that they’ve worked out their problems for the most part. Blaine slips out of bed early and stares at himself in the mirror that stands in the corner of Kurt’s room, turning to his side to see if anything has changed even though he only just started the crazy routine they’ve put themselves on a few days ago.
"You look hot," Kurt mumbles, pulling the blanket tighter around himself like he always does as he’s just waking up, as if he wants nothing more than to curl up and go on sleeping forever. "Come back to bed."
prompt: reaction fic for 5x16 where kurt reassures blaine he has nothing at all to be insecure about.
warnings: touches on blaine’s body image insecurity, but is all fluff & understanding & smut. yay healing smut.
Kurt holds Blaine tight, rubbing over his back and waiting until Blaine’s ready to pull away with a sniffle, his eyes red, teeth digging into his lip nervously. It breaks Kurt’s heart to see him this way - sometimes he forgets that Blaine is younger, that he can be so heartbreakingly insecure because he hasn’t built himself a tough exterior to deal with the world in the same way Kurt has.
"Hey," Kurt says softly, sweetly, cupping Blaine’s face between his hands and watching Blaine’s mouth twitch with a smile when he rubs away the tears on Blaine’s cheeks with his thumbs. "Come to bed with me?"
Blaine heaves out a shaky sigh. “Kurt, I don’t know—”
"Trust me, sweetie," Kurt says, and then Blaine’s nodding, fingering squeezing gratefully at Kurt’s as Kurt leads them into the bedroom.
And then one day you’re gonna wake up and you’re gonna realize I don’t love him anymore
It feels like the whole balance has shifted.
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