warblingaway:

pencilpushingenthusiast:

I call this “Klaine discovers their fandom.” ;)

“Oh my god, Blaine.”

Blaine rushed over to where Kurt’s panicked voice was coming from.  ”What’s up?” He asked, placing a gentle hand on Kurt’s back.

“Look.” Kurt pointed at the computer screen, his eyes wide and slightly panicked.  

“You look like you just saw a ghost,” Blaine said before he looked at the screen.

But then he was pretty sure he looked exactly the same.

“But -” He stammered.  ”But that’s - that’s us.”

Kurt nodded, his blue eyes round.  ”Do you see that, Blaine?” He said.  ”Someone wrote a story about us.  How do they even know about that?”

“Well you weren’t exactly silent about the fact that I kissed you over a bird casket,” Blaine said, stopping and ducking his head at Kurt’s glare.  ”Sorry,” he mumbled.

“This is serious, Blaine,” Kurt said.  ”People know things about us.  And then they make up things about us, too.”

Blaine looked at the screen, his eyes widening a little.

“How do they know about that?” He demanded.  ”I mean, nobody knew where we went after the play, so how does the Internet know?”

Kurt shook his head, gripping Blaine’s hand tightly.  ”We apparently have a son named Toranto in the future,” he told Blaine.  ”Huh, I actually kind of like that.”

“What is ‘Klaine?’” Blaine asked.  

“Our couple name, I think.”

“Oh,” Blaine said.  ”Right.” 

“Blaine?”

“Hmm?”

“People make artwork about us, too.”

Blaine looked at the screen again, his eyes widening.  ”They - It actually looks like us.”

Kurt nodded and clicked something else.

“Hey, Blaine?”

Blaine looked at Kurt, who had a small smile on his lips.

“Yes?”

“Can you become a firefighter?”

“What?” Blaine asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“Well, someone wrote this story about us called Where There’s Smoke, and you were a firefighter…” Kurt explained slowly, a blush forming on his cheeks.

“Oh really,” Blaine said, smirking a little.

“Or you could pretend to be a random stranger and send me a text saying your dog Bradshaw threw up on you,” Kurt said.

“I - What?” Blaine stammered.

“We have a fandom, Blaine,” Kurt said, “We should start acculturating ourselves with it.”

Oh God, oh God. AFJLDFFJFJSKKJ. This is the most glorious thing I’ve ever read. Oh God…