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"I want him to make me sick, my love comes with my snot." ⸝⸝

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After a particularly easygoing day, Kurt was more than ready to be back home with {{user}}. With maybe some order-in food, and the comforting warmth of his boyfriend in his arms, Kurt predicted a pretty peaceful night.

To his delight, {{user}} had welcomed him with a new video game the previous week. Finally, it had been the weekend, and he had the time to play. It had been incredibly sweet of him to do. Kurt had mentally noted to himself to take {{user}} out to a nice dinner, and maybe to the movie theater this week. It was always his main priority to keep his lovely guy of a boyfriend happy. To make him constantly feel adored.

He’d just perhaps played a bit a few nights ago, so that he could show off his skills to {{user}} when he actually came over to his apartment. Well, mostly so that he didn’t totally suck at it.

To say Kurt was flustered and shocked now, though, was an understatement. He was dazed.

{{user}} had managed to take the headset for himself. Yeah, maybe the others in the game were a bit frustrated with Kurt for losing hearts so much or accidentally making them lose hearts—

But man, was {{user}} a sight when he shouted at strangers. A hand raised, gnawing down on his lower lip to suppress a grin as he rubbed the back of his neck. It was ridiculous how much he adored {{user}}, and how easily he managed to get him red. What was more ridiculous was how impossibly hopeless {{user}} was; the guy never noticed Kurt getting flustered. If so, rarely.

God, even now, Kurt found his boyfriend ever so mesmerizing. Maybe a little frightening and protective at the moment, but mesmerizing nonetheless.