#Thank you to my dear copirate!!

[esilher]

Collaborative December klaine challenge 2023 between @esilher and @mynonah

The Great Bikini Incident by @mynonah "Kurt," Blaine calls as he walks through the door. He frowns. The apartment seems suspiciously dark and quiet. He glances around the hallway to see if he can spot any of Kurt's clothes from today, as a sign that he's home, but immediately realizes it's a futile attempt. How could he tell if any of the 65 pairs of boots and at least 30 different coats were there or missing? Before he can finish the thought, he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.  Kurt.

To: Blaine They kept me here for a meeting, I won't be home until later. I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you tonight.

To: Kurt Hm... That sounds like a fair offer ;) But really, don't worry about it, Kurt. I love you!

To: Blaine I love you too! Oh, and when I ran home to get my sketches earlier, I left you something special. I can't wait to see you wear it!

Smiling, Blaine walks into the living room and immediately sees a white paper bag on the coffee table with Vogue written on it. The grin slowly spreads across his face. When Kurt brings him something, he always feels like a little kid at Christmas. After photo shoots, they sometimes get to keep the things. The offer is open to the models in the first place, but the accessories are less popular - much to Kurt's delight. Last month, he brought Blaine a pair of designer sunglasses and a beautiful silk jacquard scarf for himself. Blaine peers curiously into the bag and furrows his eyebrows at the surprisingly small amount of red fabric. "It's not even enough for a scarf,"he thinks. "Is it a neckerchief? Maybe a pocket square." He pulls it out of the bag and stares at the small piece of cloth in amazement. Well... Two pieces.   "What the hell?! Is this some kind of joke I'm too tired to understand?" He takes out his phone again.

To: Kurt Kurt, honey. Are you serious?

Kurt replies almost immediately.

To: Blaine I know it's a little wild... but you know... This is fashion! It only works if it catches the eye. It didn't really fit the model, but when I saw it... I knew if it would suit anyone, it would be you! You'll be gorgeous. You already are. I can't wait to see it on you.

"Wow. That's... new," Blaine thinks. He lets out a deep sigh and twirls the tiny red bikini in his hands with a slightly desperate expression on his face.

Soon, though still a little hesitant, he begins to undress to try it on. He goes back to the mirror in the hallway and takes a closer look at himself. After a few minutes, he comes to a decision. "Well... It's weird, but..." turns around and looks at his butt in the mirror,"not that bad..." he says proudly. And damn. If his husband thinks it's sexy, then fuck, he IS sexy! Armed with this newfound confidence, he marches into the kitchen to make dinner. He doesn't change, decides to surprise Kurt, his heart pounding at the thought.

When Kurt arrives an hour later and walks into the kitchen, the first thing he sees is Blaine's curvy butt in a tiny red bikini bottom as he moves delicately to the music filling the room, the string of his apron swaying gently. His mouth hangs open in shock, and he has no idea how long he stands there before he finally finds his voice and speaks.

"Um... Sweetheart?" his voice is much higher than he expected, but at this point he's not surprised.

Blaine turns and gives Kurt his warmest smile. "You're home! Surprise!"

"It... is. Um... don't get me wrong, but... What the hell are you doing?"

"Cooking. Pasta. For dinner."

"No... honey, I mean... what are you wearing?"

"Your surprise gift, obviously. You were right, it's quite wild, but..." Blaine interrupts his own sentence and suddenly throws himself into a seemingly well-rehearsed sexy (or intended to be sexy) pose. Kurt can't believe his eyes, his brain racing wildly. Is it possible to get heatstroke in February? And if so, is it actually him and he's hallucinating, or is it Blaine and he's out of his mind? Suddenly he realizes that Blaine has been calling his name for some time. "Kurt?" He shakes his head and closes his eyes for a moment. Then he grabs Blaine's hand and leads him toward the bedroom. "Wow. This bikini really works," Blaine thinks proudly as he follows his husband.

Once in the bedroom, Kurt guides Blaine to the bed and stops abruptly. On the bed, right in front of Blaine, is another Vogue paper bag.

"THIS is yours," Kurt says simply. "Oh." Blaine's smile slowly fades as he realizes what this means.

Kurt waits patiently, but after seeing Blaine is completely frozen and hopelessly in shock, he reaches into the bag and pulls something out. He shows Blaine a colorful, striped, beautiful shawl-collar cashmere cardigan. The colors are a little too wild, it's almost childish, but still beautiful, and it looks extremely soft and comfortable. Blaine's beautiful face flushes with horror - first white, then almost immediately red.

"I got this bikini for Rachel," Kurt says, unable to hold back the laughter rising in his throat. "But..." he adds, finally catching his breath and running his eyes up and down his beautiful, incredibly embarrassed husband, "you can keep it. It's actually kind of... hot," he says, pulling Blaine closer and kissing him deeply until he feels Blaine relax in his arms.