#Roommates!Klaine

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Sleep Tips for the Chronically Nocturnal

Author: @rockitmans

Rating: M

Status: Completed in December 2023

Word Count: 6,349

Summary: Kurt can't sleep and Blaine takes that as a personal challenge.

Tropes/Genre: roommates!Klaine, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, insomnia, humor, fluff

Lynne's review: Perfect. Oblivious, hopelessly in love idiots. Loved it. And Elliot is hilarious. 

Read at: AO3

[datshitrandom]

Klaine moments by episode | 3.09 Extraordinary Merry Christmas ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆

[cryscendo]

kurt hummel in every performance

3x09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

Let It Snow - Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel

“Hello! Well, I guess we're all in the spirit of the season by now. Let me apologize for not introducing myself sooner. I'm Kurt Hummel, one of your hosts this evening. And this is my, um… best friend and holiday roommate, Blaine Anderson.”

[rockitmans]

Banner as always by the amazing @jazziergin and tagged as always by the wonderful @forabeatofadrum

Imma tag people that have probably already been tagged but that's who I am as a person. @cerriddwenluna @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @bitbybitwrites @madas-ahatters-world

Soooo it's been a while. I've finally started writing something for the back to school event because apparently I need a desperate deadline to be able to function but we'll see what comes of it.

In the meantime I found this in my WIP folder and if anyone wants to tell me where this is going I would be delighted because clearly I had some Thoughts but who knows what they were. Working title was "And then they kiss" so. Helpful of past Sullivan, truly. Three hundred words ahead.

"No. Absolutely not," Kurt snaps.

Blaine freezes, caught in the act and turning with the guilty expression of a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "Is that like a solid no? Or room for negotiation?"

Kurt folds his arms. Blaine's eyes turn imploring, almost liquid gold. Kurt doesn't waver. They've only been roommates for three months but he's already immune to Blaine's big sad eyes. Probably because he brings out the kicked puppy expression with the same regularity as an actual spaniel.

"They're cool," Blaine tries when Kurt allows his stony silence to speak for itself.

Kurt looks at the posters that Blaine is trying to hang in the hallway. He sees Spiderman. 'Cool' isn't the word he would use. "You know where else they would look cool?"

"In my room?" Blaine ventures after a moment.

"In your room."

Blaine sighs but he slowly rolls up the posters. "These are vintage, you know? This is the first ever comic cover featuring Spiderman."

"Red clashes with the wallpaper," Kurt says, completely unmoved.

Blaine grins, apparently unbothered by Kurt's total disinterest. "You know, me and my friend Sam are going to comic con in a few weeks. You should come. Help you understand why I love this stuff."

Kurt does actually think about it for a moment. But being in a room full of very intense nerds about things he has no concept of sounds like an actual nightmare. He only even considered it because of Blaine. And that's a no go for its own reasons. "Unfortunately I'm working that day."

"You don't even know what day it is."

"I'll switch shifts if I have to."

Blaine laughs. Luckily. "God, you're such a dick," he says but his voice is full of fondness that takes any sting away.

"And you're such a nerd," Kurt snipes back lightly.

"Well, this nerd better go and put these posters up in his own room then." Blaine grins and walks away. Kurt watches him.

[little-escapist]

Hi. Not sure I'm doing this right. Can i get 1,2,39 from the list of three picks.

Hi! You got it exactly right. Sorry it has taken me so long to write. This is the first thing I've written since early December and Klaine Secret Santa, so... yay? This also goes out to @special-bc-ur-part-of-it who prompted

au 1 + trope 2 + prompt 5 ?

Which is

1 roommates AU

2 enemies to lovers

5 “you have the emotional capacity of a brick.”

39 “you confuse me.” Fic in AO3.

[bitbybitwrites]

WIP Acrostic Tag Game

Thank you to : @littlemisskittentoes @14carrotghoul @sophie1973 and @porcelainmortal for the tags!

Rules: From your story/WIP, find sentences that start with each letter of the given word. (I was able to find sentences relatively easily by searching for the letter preceded by a space and a period in my doc)

Goodness, apologies mine is so long! Ha - Is it good or bad I have so many WIP to choose sentences from. Its, partially why it took me so long to finish this! But you can read it under the cut if you're interested!

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Words given to me to use: RUSH, WALES, SING, FANG, LIFT (optional)

Word for you to use if you want to play: BREAK

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RUSH

R - "Run a bath for your brother.” she said firmly to Cooper. (Cuffed - Klaine fic)

U- Unique squealed as she accepted the box. (If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - Klaine fic)

S - “Silly boy, “ he said shaking his head. (how ardently i admire and love you - FirstPrince Fic)

H - Humming in understanding, Kurt carefully looked around before asking: “So, am I allowed to be here then, if this “auction” is for members only? (I Know You Wanna Take Me Home - Klaine fic)

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WALES

W - "We’re open 24 hours, sweetheart." (Puppy Love, FirstPrince fic)

A - A brave small boy scurried over to deposit a bowl and some bread in front of the visitor. ( the phantom touch of your hand - FirstPrince fic)

L - "Look at who is having fun in the snow today." (Puppy Love, FirstPrince fic)

E - "Ewww . . . can we NOT have the conversation go in this direction." (how ardently i admire and love you - FirstPrince Fic)

S - "Sadly, that  type of human empathy isn’t always a requirement when choosing players for some sports teams." (let you put your hands on me - Sebklaine fic)

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SING

S - "Stop acting like you're being tarred and feathered. "( Color Me Intrigued - FirstPrince fic)

I- "I know you’re looking for your latest conquest." (I Know You Wanna Take Me Home - Klaine fic) 

N - “Now, off you go before someone else comes searching for you." (Sanctuary - Klaine fic)

G - "Get off your ass and put your own laundry away." (let you put your hands on me - Sebklaine fic)

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FANG

F - Footsteps fell, growing closer and closer, until someone -  the prince thought it was the archer -  stood before him. (Sanctuary - Klaine fic)

A - A loud bark of laughter caused the both of them to look down the hallway into the kitchen. (If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - Klaine fic)

N - Now Kurt wanted more. (I Know You Wanna Take Me Home - Klaine fic) 

G - “Gift.” Nora responded around a mouth full of food. (how ardently i admire and love you - FirstPrince Fic)

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LIFT

L - "Let’s get going home - my butt is cold and wet now anyway." (Puppy Love, FirstPrince fic)

I - "It is a rite of passage, especially in this area, no? (Color Me Intrigued - FirstPrince fic)

F - For a brief moment, all Kurt saw was a flash of a well toned abdomen as Blaine’s roommate rushed past the living room, trying to pull his shirt off over his head. (let you put your hands on me - Sebklaine fic)

T - "They come into Dalton House of their own free will and sign their contracts with the company with full understanding of what is expected of them. " (I Know You Wanna Take Me Home - Klaine fic) 

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Whew! That was a lot! Now I saw this game go around the RWRB writers I follow, I'm going to assume you all played already, so let me tag some Klaine writers this time around.

Word for you to use if you want to play: BREAK

Tagging (If you want to play): @spaceorphan18 @little-escapist @annepi-blog @rockitmans @kirakiwiwrites

@madas-ahatters-world @hkvoyage @forabeatofadrum @daisyishedwig @gleefulpoppet

@special-bc-ur-part-of-it @scatter-the-stars @lilinas @redheadgleek @wowbright

@1908jmd @caramelcoffeeaddict @thnxforknowingme @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @gleefuldarrencrissfan

And big ole OPEN TAG if you see this and want to play!

[kurtsascot]

for the drabble prompt thing!! klaine pls obvi:

1. roommate!au

2. enemies to lovers

32. “shut up for a second, will you?”

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Kurt was under the impression that grunted, non-responses and obvious headphones-in-ear articulated that he wanted to be left alone.

Yet, Blaine’s still blabbering.

Kurt crumples up another terrible sketch. He can’t work like this. “Just- Shut up for a second, will you?” He glares at Blaine across the breakfast bar. “I’m in the middle of something.”

Blaine leans over the granite with a smile and a glint in his eye. “Make me.”

“You’re so fucking obnoxious,” Kurt bites and throws the wad at Blaine’s face.

He laughs and retreats to his room.

Kurt’s cheeks stay flushed long after he’s left.

~

send me another prompt

[forabeatofadrum]

The Still Untitled Klaine December Challenge Fic (2/21)

Notes: Step aside Klaine Advent 2017 Day 13 'Mist', this is the hardest prompt I've had to use.

Anyway, let's check in with our boy, Kurt.

AO3 | S&C

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BIKINI

Kurt’s going to miss Ljubljana. Of course, he is. This city has given him so much: love, friendship, energy. It’s his last day and it’s weird to walk around Kongresni trg with Sunil and Tadeja, knowing that he won’t be back here for probably a long time.

They’re about to grab a pizza at Ljubljanski dvor, the place where he first met Blaine. But Blaine isn’t here anymore. Kurt woke up to a message from Blaine, telling him that he’s landed safely, and then another string of messages about his brother. Due to time difference, they haven’t really talked yet. Blaine is in America. Kurt’s following suit. His flight leaves in a couple of hours.

“This will be my last meal in Ljubljana, probably,” Kurt laments. The overpriced stuff at the airport will not count.

“Awww,” Tadeja pouts.

“You could’ve stayed,” Sunil points out, albeit in a more jokey way. Sunil knows that Kurt isn’t staying. He considered it for a while. He needs to do an internship for his next academic year and it might’ve been possible to also do that here in the first semester. This is why Sunil is staying instead of going back to Sri Lanka.

And Kurt adores Ljubljana, but it’s different without Blaine.

Not only that, but he’s cooking something up. He’s already spammed his advisor’s e-mail about it. Kurt’s trying to go to Los Angeles. It’s probably too late to find an internship for September, but the second semester is also an option, so Kurt’s gunning for February.

He hasn’t talked about it with Blaine, because Kurt first wants to have a concrete plan before he brings it up. Kurt’s only told his dad briefly over the phone. His dad wondered if it was smart to uproot his life for a guy, but Kurt argued that it’s temporary and he might move in with Blaine and Quinn for those six months, so it’ll save costs and what not. His dad argued back that money is no problem, since he’s a congressman so he can help. That’s where the conversation ended, but Kurt’s only at the beginning of the planning process.

First, he has to go back to New York.

Kurt, Sunil and Tadeja eat their pizza’s and talk about silly things. No one wants to dwell on the fact that Kurt’s leaving. God, Kurt’s going to miss Sunil so much.

After pizza, they have one last walk through the centre of Ljubljana, but then it’s time to go to Tadeja’s place to get Kurt’s luggage. Since Kurt obviously couldn’t stay in Blaine’s apartment, he spent the last night at Tadeja’s.

“This is it,” he says once everything’s ready. They stand outside of Tadeja’s building. The taxi has been called.

Tadeja hugs him first.

“Nasvidenje,” she says, “Pogrešal te bom.”

“I will miss you too,” Kurt says back, in English, because he wants to spare Tadeja from his terrible Slovene pronunciation. Tadeja knows it and playfully scorns Kurt.

Then it’s time to say goodbye to Sunil and it hurts. It’s different than saying goodbye to Blaine, but it’s still painful.

“Sunil-”

Sunil cuts him off with a hug.

“I know,” he says, “I know. The feeling is a mutual.”

The taxi arrives. Sunil helps Kurt with his luggage and then it’s over. Kurt gets in the car and waves as it drives away.

--

“Hey kiddo.”

God, Kurt didn’t know how much he missed his dad until now. Kurt’s dad and Carole flew to New York to welcome him back and then they’re staying for a couple of days so that they could spend it with Kurt.

Kurt’s pretty sure Carole is weeping with joy.

The three of them travel to Kurt’s apartment. He shares it with two women named Rachel and Santana. They’re from the same fancy all-girls school and they tolerated each other enough to move in together. They originally shared the apartment with another classmate, but she moved out to go back home to Westerville, so Rachel and Santana needed a new roommate.

That’s how Kurt ended up in this place. They’ve been living together for three years and it’s fine. He likes Rachel and Santana, although they drive him mad at times, especially Rachel. He subleased his room to another New Yorker, but that person has left so that Kurt can return.

Rachel and Santana aren’t there to welcome him home, since Rachel said something about “meeting someone from the industry” and Santana wanted to “buy a bikini for her girlfriend”, but that is fine. That gives him, his dad and Carole more space to unpack in peace.

“Good to be back?” his dad asks when Kurt steps into his bedroom.

“Different,” Kurt answers.

New York is so different from Ljubljana. Kurt walks towards his window and looks outside. Ljubljana might’ve been the capital of a country, but it has nothing on New York. New York is busier, faster, louder… it’s just more in every sense. It cannot be compared to Ljubljana. Kurt already misses the charm of Ljubljana.

He wonders how Blaine is doing in LA. LA is already a completely different city from New York. Kurt hopes he’ll like it there.

“Dad, can I have a moment to call Blaine?” he asks. There’s only a 3 hour time difference between them now, which is way better than the 9 hour one.

“Of course,” his dad says kindly, “Tell him hi from us.”

Carole nods. Then they leave and close the door behind them.

Kurt calls Blaine, who immediately picks up. Blaine was expecting him to call.

“Hey there,” Blaine sounds cheerful, “Back in New York?”

“Oh, I am so tired,” Kurt says, “Is your jet lag gone?”

“Almost,” Blaine answers with a laugh.

“Is your brother gone?”

“Yes!” Blaine sounds relieved.

“Is it that bad?” Kurt asks. He’s happy and touched that his dad and Carole flew to New York for him and he’s beyond excited to spend the next couple of days with them.

Blaine seems to pick up on that. God, he knows Kurt so well.

“Well, I am glad to see him. I did miss him, but Quinn, Denise and I wanted to figure out what to do with you know what,” Blaine sighs, “We want to have some stability in life again before we tell other people that we broke up. Quinn’s mother apparently sent me a welcome home gift for, I quote, her favourite son-in-law, which was sweet but… weird.”

Kurt can imagine. When he and Adam broke up, it was also an adjustment for Kurt’s friends and family, but he and Adam were nowhere as serious as Blaine and Quinn. That, and Kurt didn’t realise he had a completely different sexuality.

What would his dad say if he came home with a woman? The thought makes him want to giggle.

“Anyway, enough of my worries,” Blaine says, “How are you?”

They talk for an hour until Kurt’s dad interrupts to tell Kurt that Rachel has gone home and wants to greet him. Kurt and Blaine tell each other they love each other and hang up. Kurt sighs. Two more weeks and then Blaine will be in New York. He can’t wait.

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End notes: God, I actually miss Ljubljana. One of the reasons I went back and forth on this sequel plan is because I knew the sequel wasn't going to be in Ljubljana, but I also love these versions of the boys (and Quinn) so much.

I still am looking for a title and it'll probably be in Slovene for consistency, even though the story isn't in Slovenia. But you know, neither was Je tik pred vami.

[kayla6]

one thing (of many) that I hated about glee’s lack of consistent writing is klaines sex life. In season 2 Kurt is very understandably hesitant to have sex, like he’s been bullied, that can do a lot to your mental and physical health/how you perceive yourself/and make you very weary of the relationships you build that not only includes intimacy but also friendships(Kurt definitely needed better friends)but also in season one Sue pointed out a lot of physical flaws in not only Kurt but other characters, I forget what episode it is. In season 3 we of course have the first time Blaine and Kurt have built their trust in each other, they’re okay, and then the whole chandler thing happens, we learn they apparently HAVE A MAKE-OUT SCHEDULE, Kurt mentions they do sometimes have unscheduled make out sessions, but still it’s restrictive(which again understandable so, if Kurt is more comfortable that way amazing, like if Blaine agreed to that, he’s very patient, and understanding and I feel like that’s important) I really wanted them to specify what happened during these make out sessions, but based on what glee tells us it was most likely just kissing, but apparently Blaine (according to Kurt) doesn’t make Kurt feel special, so they lost that intimacy sometime after they had sex and Kurt entertained the attention he was getting from chandler that he wasn’t getting from Blaine, like Blaine doesn’t flirt with him that much, doesn’t send suggestive texts and so on. In season 4 Blaine cheats some debate why, if it was due to him being lonely(that’s what Blaine said) some think it was self sabotage, some thinks he was just bored, some thinks he just wanted to hurt Kurt, (one thing we can all agree on is this is when they should’ve permanently broke up)but the point is he seeked out physical affection instead of emotional(they basically reversed reasons for why they cheated/entertained other people that weren’t each other) then they break up, they are still talking but they’re not together, Kurt makes it clear at the play, then sectionals come, Kurt calls, he’s missed Blaine as a friend, Blaine’s hoping they can work out, even visits him during Christmas, they hookup at the wedding (which is so crazy considering the tested episode, but I won’t say much on that) but they don’t get back together until season 5. Meanwhile in season 5 they have throwaway lines like Blaine saying something about how the curtain thing was stupid and they could hear everything their roommates did, and who knows what they’ve heard from Blaine and Kurt, which to me means they were having sex regularly. Then a couple(not even) episodes later Blaine is just so insecure about his life and body he doesn’t want to have sex at all. Instead he watches porn which to Kurt is very disrespectful to their relationship, they even have a public fight about it where Kurt attacks him with a fencing sword. But they talk again about they’re relationship and they could eventually work on that, but they have this big fight and break up. In season 6 they make it seem like Blaine and Kurt were not having sex, like barely, (their whole relationship) they even make Santana point it out, which that whole scene just…is weird. The way they framed the whole scene was odd, because they basically were saying Kurt is this boring sexless person that Blaine maybe secretly resented and that’s why he cheated/they didn’t work out. But yeah the lack of consistency and dates(like the s5 one is just crazy, I can’t even keep track of ages anymore) can be blamed for a lot.

[lilyvandersteen]

Home Away From Home by @lilyvandersteen

This story was written for the Klaine Prompt Reverse Bang, and is dedicated to @justgleekout, who made art for this prompt, and to my faithful beta @hkvoyage. Thank you so much!

Summary:

Cooper buys a hotel sight unseen and asks Blaine to run it for him over the summer. Only, the hotel is a health and safety hazard and Inspectors Hummel and Abrams are hell-bent on closing it down. Can Blaine spruce the hotel up in time and save Cooper's investment?

Rated M. Warning for the use of a rape drug in the story. No actual rape, though, I assure you.

You can also read this story on AO3.

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Prologue

Thump!

Blaine woke with a start as he fell out of bed.

“Oops!” said his roommate, wincing sympathetically. “Didn’t mean to push you that hard, but you just wouldn’t wake up.”

Blaine groaned and rubbed his sore bottom as he got up, squinting at his alarm clock. “Tina! It’s three o’clock in the morning! Why would you wake me up at this hour?”

“So you could answer your phone. Or silence it. It’s been blaring off and on for at least ten minutes. You’re lucky I haven’t smashed it to bits yet!”

Right on cue, Blaine’s phone went off again. He grabbed it and tapped the Answer button.

“Hey squirt!” Cooper boomed.

“Don’t call me… Coop, why on EARTH are you waking me up in the middle of the night?”

“What? It’s not… Oh, hang on, time difference. Right. Didn’t think of that, squirt, sorry.”

Blaine sighed. “Don’t call me squirt. And okay, I guess you’re filming somewhere at the other side of the world again?”

“Yes, we’re working on that fantasy series for Netflix that I told you about. I’m in Thailand right now. Flying to New Zealand tomorrow. I’m having a total blast.”

“That’s great. Now tell me, what was so important you had to tell me right this minute?”

“Oh! Oh, just you wait, you’re going to LOVE this!”

“Uh-oh,” Blaine mumbled between gritted teeth. “What now?”

Cooper either didn’t hear him, or pretended not to.

“You know how you’re always telling me to stop spending my money on stuff like cars and tech, right?”

Blaine huffed. “And with good reason. You spend an obscene amount on gadgets. And that Bugatti is SO over the top.”

“Exactly!” said Cooper. “Well, now I’ve made a ‘sound investment’, as you call it. Real estate, as you advised.”

Blaine’s heart leapt. “Really? You bought a place in New York? And you’re calling me to ask me if I will move in with you? The answer’s yes!”

Tina put her hands on her hips and glared at him.

“Nah… No. Not exactly.”

Blaine’s sense of misgiving tingled.

“I didn’t buy a house. I bought a hotel. It was a steal, I’m telling you. I couldn’t pass it up!”

“A hotel? Where? Why?”

“Well, I won’t be this pretty forever, you know,” Cooper explained. “And then I might not get booked as an actor anymore. So I needed to find a back-up plan for when I stop being in demand. Talked about it with the guys here over lunch, and Sebastian Smythe, who plays my younger brother in the series we’re filming, said he had a hotel he could sell me. I kind of like the thought of offering people a nice vacation, you know. A home away from home. Maybe I could do a one-man show after dinner. Like they do on cruises. Doesn’t that sound amazing?”

“Yes, yes, that’s all very well, but you’re still filming now. So who’s going to run the hotel?”

“Well, that’s where you come in,” Cooper announced cheerfully. “You’re done with your exams, right? And now you’ve got several months off. So you can go check out the hotel for me. See if the staff that’s in place is okay or needs to be replaced.”

“Coop, are you insane?”

“Think of it as a free vacation, squirt. I’m sure the staff will pamper you once they find out you’re the brother of the new owner!”

Blaine shook his head slowly in disbelief. “Have you even SEEN the place before you bought it?”

“On the website, yes. It looks great!”

“Ugh, Coop! So you saw a couple of pretty pictures on a website and shelled out a fortune sight unseen? How can you be sure the place even exists?”

Cooper chuckled. “Well, of course it exists! The previous owner sent me an Excel spreadsheet with the bookings. It’s booked solid for the rest of the year already! Just think what a fortune I’m going to make!”

Blaine tugged at his curls in frustration, repressing an ungodly urge to strangle his brother. “UN-BE-LIEVE-A-BLE. You are unbelievable! Okay, not everyone has a head for business, but I can’t believe you are THIS much of an idiot! Are you sure you’re actually my brother and George Anderson’s son? Our father would have a conniption if he found out about this!”

“I thought you’d be happy I’d followed your advice.”

Blaine could almost hear his brother’s pout.

He sighed, raking a hand through his hair again.

“I know you meant well. But… Buying a place without even visiting it first is not a good idea, and that’s putting it mildly. There could be all sorts of things wrong with it. If you say you didn’t pay much, that’s quite likely, in fact. This ‘investment’ of yours may be just as useless as that Nintendo Wii Supreme you just had to have.”

“Hey! It’s not useless! I’ve used it a lot!” Cooper protested. “And I’m sure it’s all on the up and up. As I said, the pics on the website look fantastic!”

Blaine pinched the bridge of his nose and suppressed another sigh. Talking to Cooper was very much like talking to a toddler, sometimes.

“Coop … Anyone can copy-paste a couple of nice pictures onto a website. That doesn’t prove anything. Did the realtor give you a virtual tour?”

“Uhm… No.”

“Did you pay someone to do a thorough inspection of the property before you bought it?”

“No.”

“Please tell me that the offer you made had a home inspection contingency, at least?”

“Uhm… No idea.”

Blaine’s voice rose an octave. “A title contingency, to make sure no-one else can claim the property?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you even so much as look the hotel up on TripAdvisor to see if it had good reviews?”

“Nope, didn’t think of that.”

“Oh, Coop…” Blaine groaned. “What a mess! You need to go there, stat, and check the property from top to bottom. You actually bought it already, right? It’s not just an offer you can withdraw?”

“It’s mine, yes. I signed a contract. But you know I can’t go check the property right now. I’m heading to New Zealand tomorrow, and I’m needed there for at least six more weeks.”

Blaine let his head down, overwhelmed. “Ugh… I’m not awake enough for this. Coop, send me all the info, and the contract, by e-mail. I’ll look it over and see what our options are.”

“I knew I could count on you, squirt. Thanks a lot. I’ll send you everything. And now I’ll let you sleep. Sorry again for waking you up, and talk to you later!”

Cooper rang off, and Blaine was left staring at the phone in his hands in bewilderment.

Tina cocked her head to the side. “So… Your brother bought a hotel? Just like that?”

Blaine nodded. “Just like that. And then recruited me to sort everything out for him. Oh, this is going to be a disaster!”

“Why are you in such a panic about this, Blainey Days? Surely, your brother wouldn’t let himself be duped?”

Blaine groaned. “Oh, yes, he would!”

He patted Tina on the arm. “But that’s my problem, not yours. You can go back to bed, and I’m sorry my idiot brother woke you up like that. I’ll make you pancakes in the morning to make up for it, okay?”

“Okay. G’night.”

Blaine wearily shuffled back to his bed, and was out like a light.

By six a.m., though, he was awake again, worrying.

After half an hour of tossing and turning, he got up quietly and started up his computer.

Cooper had sent the files, as requested.

The contract did not have a home inspection contingency nor a title contingency, as Blaine had feared.

The hotel wasn’t in a nice touristy location. It was in the middle of nowhere. A place called Lima, Ohio.

Also, the hotel had certainly not been a “steal”. Cooper must have sunk a lot of capital into it.

The photos on the website did look good, yes, but as soon as Blaine checked the reviews about the hotel on TripAdvisor, he knew they had to be fake.

All of the reviews were negative. And it was bad. Worse even than Blaine had feared.

The mildest complaint was one about the lack of free Wi-Fi. It went steadily downhill from there.

Guests complained about the hotel being overbooked. About dirty and stinky rooms. About a faulty outlet that fried their shaver. About bed bugs and cockroaches. About leaking taps that kept them up all night. About wanting a nice hot shower and only getting freezing cold water. About noisy neighbours that kept them up all night because the walls were so flimsy you could hear everything through them. About beds that creaked with every move they made and mattresses so old and thin their back was in knots. About sweltering heat in summer and bone-deep cold in winter, because the air conditioning units didn’t work. About the stale bread and lukewarm coffee they got for breakfast. About seeing mice in the restaurant. About rude staff that would come into their room without even knocking or that were accused of stealing money and a phone charger. About the lack of elevators and ramps for wheelchairs. And a blind person complained about their assistance dog not being let in.

When he’d read all of the scathing reviews, Blaine let out his breath in a big woosh.

 Oh, Cooper, what have you done now?

Blaine felt like banging his head on the table in frustration, but refrained, choosing to get started on the pancakes instead.

When Tina emerged from her bedroom and saw how unhappy her roommate looked, she steered him towards a kitchen chair to give him a shoulder massage, saying, “Tell me all about it, Bee.”

So Blaine told her everything.

She whistled low. “I know the place. I grew up in Lima. And that hotel was where I lost my virginity after prom.”

Blaine shuddered. “TMI!”

Tina laughed. “Oh please! That’s something everyone does in high school. Get over yourself!”

Blaine wouldn’t meet her eyes, thinking of the only school dance he’d ever been to and how that had ended.

“Not everyone,” he mumbled.

“Well, anyway,” said Tina, “the place was a dump even then. I’d say sell it again immediately. But who’s going to want it? And even if someone does, they’ll pay a lot less than your brother did, so he’ll lose a lot of money.”

“Yep.”

“Can he afford to lose that much money?”

“Nope.”

Tina clacked her tongue. “Then we’ll have to do what we can to save the situation.”

“We?”

Tina put her hands on her hips. “Yes, well, unlike SOME people, I believe in roommate solidarity. Don’t think I didn’t hear you, telling Cooper you’d move in with him!”

“I meant for you to come with me, of course,” Blaine tried weakly, but Tina wasn’t having it, sending him a fierce glare.

Blaine looked down and swallowed, remembering how happy he’d been for a moment before Cooper had dashed his hopes. “Sorry. I just… I saw myself living in one of those pretty brownstones, and I jumped the gun. Sorry. As it happens, you don’t need to be scared I’ll leave you in the lurch. If I want a brownstone, I’ll have to buy one with my own money one day. Cooper’s proved once again that I shouldn’t count on him. And I was a fool to think I could, even for a split second. He’s an idiot, and all he ever does is make my life difficult. I should know that by now. He’s proved it so many times.”

“Aww, don’t be so hard on him.”

Blaine put a pancake on his plate and drowned it in syrup. Then he started shovelling big bites into his mouth, chewing with vigour and determinedly not looking at Tina.

“Blaine, don’t be like that. He made a mistake. We all do that, don’t we?”

Blaine swallowed a piece of pancake and retorted, “Our mistakes don’t cost millions of dollars. That’s the difference.”

“Well, he’ll make more millions, won’t he? How much does he get for that acting job he’s doing now?”

Blaine shrugged. “Dunno. But it had better be a lot, if we’re to renovate the hotel he bought. Let me first check with Monique if we can get that contract voided, though. I don’t think we’ll be that lucky, but it won’t hurt to check.”

“Who’s Monique?”

“She works for my father,” Blaine clarified. “Has done so for years. She’s like part of the family. I’ve known her since I was very little. Played with her daughter in my father’s office.”

“Hmm, so how could she help you? And why would she?”

“Monique has a soft spot for me,” Blaine smiled, thinking of all the scrapes with his father she’d gotten him out of. “And she knows this stuff like the back of her hand. She does everything that’s to do with real estate for my father. Buying, selling, finding contractors for renovation works, buying furniture for buildings, you name it, she does it.”

Tina cocked her head to the side. “Why didn’t Cooper contact her then, if he wanted to buy a hotel?”

“Coop’s more of a split-second decision kind of guy,” Blaine told her. “Never looks before he leaps. And then he looks to me to solve the problems he’s created. It’s exhausting.”

“You’d think he were the younger brother,” Tina giggled.

“Yep. He’s almost forty, but he still has the impulse control of a four-year-old.”

After breakfast and doing the dishes, Blaine called Monique and explained the situation, sending her all the documents. She confirmed what he thought – there was no backing out of the contract anymore.

Ugh.

“Could you check if the place is Cooper’s outright, please?” Blaine asked. “Seeing as there’s no title contingency, there’s no knowing who else might have a claim on it.”

“I’ll look into it,” Monique said, “but I don’t think you need to worry about that.”

“Oh, and please don’t tell our father about this, Monique, okay?” Blaine implored her. “He’d go ballistic, and even though Coop is a moron, I don’t want him dead.”

Monique laughed and promised not to breathe a word about it to Mr. Anderson. “And if you need any help fixing the place up, you know who to call. Glad to help, whatever you need!”

“Well, the first thing we’re going to need is pest control. So if you know a good pest control firm over there in Ohio?”

Monique hummed and click-clacked on her keyboard for a minute or two. Then she said, “We’ve worked with Orkin, based in Cincinnati, Ohio. Did the job well. I’ll e-mail you their contact information. What else?”

“An HAVC specialist, a handyman and an electrician to fix all sorts of stuff, and a reliable plumber. Oh, and another thing… You buy loads of office furniture and supplies cheap in auctions, right? When companies go bust and their assets are sold to pay the debts?”

“That’s right. Want me to look for hotel stuff for you?”

“Yes, please. Furniture, mattresses, quality linens, you name it, we’re going to need it. Thanks, Monique!”

Monique chuckled. “It’s your brother who should say thank you. The things we do for that boy, right?”

“Right,” Blaine sighed. “Looks like I’m heading to Ohio for the summer. I’ll keep you posted, Monique, and thanks again!”

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Hey I am looking for a fic I read a long time ago. Blaine and Kurt met when blaine became a new roommate and he was a bad boy. And Kurt was a romantic virgin. Blaine works at a bar and they start dating. I think it's a 3 part series. And I think I read it on scarves and coffee.

Check out our Badboy!Blaine or Virgin!Kurt tag, or Roommates tag! Here are two possibilities ~Jen

The Roommate by TheCoolestGirlwrites

When Kurt and Rachel’s landlord raises the rent Rachel takes it upon herself to find them a new roommate. Enter Blaine Anderson; he’s cocky, crude and incredibly hot. Will his new bad boy roommate be Kurt’s worse nightmare or his dream come true? Badboy!Blaine

Sequels: The Fiancè and The Family

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Unsteady by theoreoqueen

Kurt Hummel's greatest enemy was his college roommate. Tattooed, pierced, and having a reputation of sleeping with every guy on campus, Blaine Anderson seemed to have an idiotic idea that Kurt was madly in love with him. Which, granted, wasn't far from the truth.

[datshitrandom]

A compilation of the “send me a number and I will write a [klaine] kiss” ask game running around

… to shut them up by  rockitmans by  jayne89 by  special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… in secrecy by special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… desperately by little-escapist by  special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… as encouragement by jayne89

… on a scar by rockitmans

… on a place of insecurity by rockitmans

… in a rush of adrenaline by  rockitmans by  jayne89

… in relief by rockitmans by  little-escapist by  special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… in danger by  little-escapist

… as a promise by special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… for comfort by little-escapist

… to pretend by rockitmans

… to gain something by special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… to give up control by little-escapist

… because they’re running out of time by  jayne89

… because the world is ending by jayne89

… because the world is saved by special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… out of anger by special-bc-ur-part-of-it

… out of envy or jealousy by rockitmans

… out of habit by  jayne89

... to distract by shame-is-a-wasted-emotion

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Roommates by special-bc-ur-part-of-it Part 1  (to gain something) Part 2  (to shut them up & desperately)

Prince!Blaine by little-escapist Part 1  (to give up control) Part 2 & 3  (desperately & in relief)

Cheerio!Kurt & Badboy!Blaine by special-bc-ur-part-of-it Part 1  (in secrecy) Part 2  (out of anger)

[cryscendo]

Hello Crys! 💫

How about: klaine + things you said when you thought i was asleep?

thank you so much for the request! both you and @bitbybitwrites sent me the same prompt so here it is for both of you <3

i went with something canon compliant and a bit angsty for this prompt. it discusses blaine’s thought regarding his relationship with kurt during the second half of season 5. i hope you like it !

Pairing: Kurt Hummel/Blaine Anderson

Rating: G

Word Count: 841

Prompt: 12 - things you said when you thought i was asleep

if you would like to send me a prompt, you can do so here!

fic can be read below the cut <3

Kurt got home late a lot these days.

He knew that Blaine had a hard time with it. He moved to New York largely to be closer to Kurt and now Kurt was too busy to really devote much time to him.

It wasn’t anybody’s fault. Kurt just had a heavy course load this semester, and paired with his Vogue internship and diner job, he hardly had a moment to himself, much less a moment to focus on Blaine. Many evenings were spent with Kurt coming home, deciding something simple for the two of them to eat, showering, and then passing out the moment his head hit the pillow.

Blaine tried to never complain about it, but Kurt could tell it bothered him.

Tonight was especially a let-down. Kurt came home from work and had discovered that their roommates would be out for the evening. Like, all their roommates. And normally, this was a fantastic thing seeing as they hardly found time to spend together with just the two of them. But just as luck would have it, Kurt was too exhausted to be able to take advantage of their personal time in any meaningful way.

“I’m sorry, Blaine, but I haven’t really had a moment to breathe in about twelve hours,” he explained apologetically, “I really just need some sleep.”

“Oh, yeah! Of course! I get it, yeah, get some rest, honey,” Blaine replied encouragingly, offering Kurt a chaste kiss of the cheek. He was trying to not let his disappointment show, and Kurt could appreciate that.

It wasn’t until that evening that Kurt really got to see the other end of Blaine’s thoughts.

He didn’t mean to listen in, not really. He really was prepared to pass out and be dead to the world until his alarm clock devastatingly went off the next morning.

But somewhere in between the haze between wakefulness and sleep, Blaine started to speak. Not to Kurt, or rather, not in a way that Kurt was ever supposed to hear it. He sat up in bed and sighed — Kurt felt the bed jostle even despite Blaine’s efforts to not disturb him.

“Sometimes I feel like you don’t really want me around,” Blaine muttered into the darkness, and yeah, Kurt was definitely not supposed to be hearing this. A warm hand ran through his hair gently, carding through in soft strokes. “Ever since I moved to New York, I dunno, I just feel like our relationship is… different somehow.”

Kurt should’ve done something. He should’ve alerted Blaine that he was awake, because these thoughts that Blaine was sharing were something personal and private.

Against his remarkably better judgment, Kurt didn’t move.

“I think a lot of it is probably my fault,” he confessed to who he believed to be no one. “I know you say that you forgive me, and I do believe you. But I feel like some part of you still holds it against me. Not that I blame you.” Kurt heard Blaine sniffle and wondered if he was crying. Then, the hand in his hair moved as Blaine grazed his thumb along Kurt’s cheek. It was a sweet, loving gesture, but it took a bit for Kurt to not react to it in a way that would reveal he was not actually asleep.

“I should probably tell you all these things when you’re actually awake, huh? I’m just scared, I guess. I don’t know if it’s obvious yet, but I’m not really that great at this whole relationship thing. I feel like when we first met, I always knew exactly what you needed. Now, I’m not so sure.” Blaine took a breath and finally pulled his hand away.

“I think… I think I just need you to need me,” Blaine eventually admitted, and even the way Blaine spoke felt weighted. “It’s selfish as hell, I know, but I liked feeling like you needed me. You were so scared and alone and needed someone to protect you and I loved being that person for you. But now you don’t, and… and I’m still trying to figure out how to be okay with that.”

Blaine’s voice broke and Kurt felt his chest constrict at the sound. “I love the man you are, but I can’t help but miss the boy you were. You’d probably be pissed if you heard me say that.” Blaine let out a soft laugh, but it was devoid of any real humor. “It’s so much easier to say these things when you’re asleep.”

After that, Blaine fell into silence. It felt like ages, but he eventually resettled into bed, pressing a kiss to Kurt’s temple before finally cuddling up next to him. Blaine was warm, but Kurt couldn’t help a chill that sat deep in his bones from everything he just heard — every word Blaine wanted to say to him but couldn’t find the strength to say it. With his arm wrapped protectively around Kurt’s waist, he murmured one final thing before drifting off to sleep.

“G’night, Kurt. I love you.”

[rockitmans]

Hello hello. Thank you @forabeatofadrum for tagging me ❤️ I don't have a Monday banner and my beloved @jazziergin has disappeared into the fog so we're using a Sunday one.

Writing progress is slow. I got promoted at work largely against my will and now I fear I'm busy all the time. Like maybe they were right that I wasn't stretched in my old role but that was kind of the point??? Where are my spare fic writing hours I ask?

Anyway I'm working on a fill for one of the prompts I got sent and it's taken on a life of its own and has become an enemies to lovers + roommates situation. I think I will post it as two parts with the first one hopefully before the end of the week. Pray for me because time is short and my writing muscles are rusty and I somehow thought I should also throw in the klaine word scramble words.

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“You need sleep. You look like crap.” Kurt means this in a somewhat kind way for once but it comes out sounding shitty anyway out of pure habit.

“Aw. Are you looking at pictures of yourself again?”

Kurt nearly laughs. He attributes it to late night hysteria, nothing more. He shuts his laptop and snuggles down under the covers. “Anderson, please. I'm blessed with excellent bone structure. It's practically impossible for me to take a bad picture.”

“Oh to live in your version of reality,” Blaine sighs wistfully.

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tagging: @antisocialmastermind @gleefulpoppet @annepi-blog @kurtsascot if you want to 🥰

[spaceorphan18]

I have a couple of non related thoughts that i'll just roll into one post....

A) not a fan of midshifts, if I have to get up - i might as well go into work.

B) I had a dream I had to have a college-age roommate, and they moved in, and it was an utter nightmare. It wasn't even a bad situation. Sharing my space was the nightmare.

C) It's interesting that no one is talking about Kevin and Jenna's latest podcast - in which they praise Darren, Cough Syrup, and say that a Klaine deleted scene should have been in the episode.

D) I'm going to really have to fight for some of my favorite season 5 episodes. *sigh*

E) I really want to buy a new chair - and I found one that I liked, and I really can't until my tax return comes in. I hope it stays on sale... :/

[daisyishedwig]

December Klaine Fanworks Challenge Day 3: Enlarge

I am catching up! Slowly but surely

Read on AO3

A younger Kurt might have been worried when he saw the way Blaine slammed his laptop shut as soon as he saw Kurt was home. He might have been upset that Blaine was hiding things from him, suspicious, self-conscious.

But Kurt knew Blaine’s tells well enough now. He knew the difference between Blaine hiding something because he was worried about Kurt’s reaction. When he was hiding something because he wanted to surprise Kurt with it. And this.

When he was hiding because he was embarrassed.

Blaine’s cheeks were pink and he nervously cleared his throat as he sat his laptop aside. “You’re home!” he said, sounding a little breathless. 

Kurt’s eyes flicked over the scene, Blaine’s wallet on the arm of the couch, a notebook beside him with notes scribbled in it, and the throw pillow Blaine had conspicuously pulled over his lap when he’d dispensed of the laptop.

“Doing some shopping?” Kurt asked as he shed his coat and scarf.

“Oh,” Blaine said, looking at the notebook beside him. “Yeah, um, yes. I just thought… now that we have our own place, no roommates, maybe…”

“Maybe we should fill out our toy chest?” Kurt teased. He moved around the couch and leaned down to drape himself over Blaine’s shoulders.

“Sort of?” Blaine breathed.

Kurt glanced over the notebook and grinned.

“Oh, not just the toy chest. You want to outfit our whole apartment for play, don’t you?” he spoke directly into Blaine’s ear, relishing in the shiver that rolled down his spine.

“Not, not immediately,” Blaine said, taking deep breaths to try and calm himself. “I was just… researching different anchors we could install. Ones that would be subtle or hidden.”

“But would allow me to string you up wherever I wanted?” Kurt slid a hand under Blaine’s shirt to rest gently on the bare skin of his stomach. The muscles fluttered under his touch as Blaine closed his eyes and fought down a whimper. 

“Yeah,” Blaine said softly. “And then I started looking into new rope, because–”

“We’d need more of it if we’re messing around with suspension bondage,” Kurt finished.

“Exactly,” Blaine said with a shaky nod. 

Kurt hmmed softly in his ear and Blaine’s whole body shook. “And when did this,” Kurt said, moving his hand from Blaine’s stomach to slide under the pillow and knock it gently to the floor, “start becoming a problem?” he cupped Blaine through his pants and Blaine’s hips flexed, seeking out the friction. 

“I got distracted,” Blaine said. 

Kurt grinned devilishly. “Yeah?” he said, thumbing the button on Blaine’s jeans, teasing at opening it up to get at what awaited him inside. But he didn’t. He stood, pulling his hands away, and moved to sit next to Blaine on the couch. “Show me.”

Blaine whimpered but did as he was told, opening the laptop again to show Kurt his open tabs. They didn’t make it much past the pump gags and dildos, meant to enlarge and expand while inside Blaine, before Kurt was pushing the laptop aside to pull Blaine onto his lap instead. 

They’d place an order later.