Kurt and Blaine are the New Directions Glee club coaches. The New Directions didn't even know they were dating, let alone married.

"So, Mr. Hummel, what did ya think?" Blaine grinned as he jumped off of the piano.

"I think that was incredibly sexy, Mr. Anderson." Kurt laughed, hooking a finger in Blaine's belt loop and dragging him forward so their chests were pressed together and their noses bumped as they both laughed, "But I think it's a little inappropriate for Regionals, don't you think?"

"Kurt, Rob Stewart is not inappropriate. I'll have you know that he is an excellent performer and artist."

Kurt raised an eyebrow at that, Blaine feeling the movement against his forehead rather than seeing it, "Blaine, he may be an 'excellent performer' but I don't think Do Ya Think I'm Sexy was one of his finer songs."

"I think it's very accurate for our relationship, Mr. Hummel."

"And how did you work that one out exactly?"

"Well, you know that if you want my body you should let me know."

"What about if I think you're sexy." Kurt whispered, as he kissed Blaine's temple.

Blaine paused before looking back to give Kurt a smouldering look and speaking in a seductive voice, "Kurt, you and I both know that you always think I'm sexy."

"Even when you're hungover and throwing up into our toilet after a night out?"

"Even then." Blaine nodded, looking completely serious.

"You're such a dork." Kurt laughed, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck and leaning in to kiss him.

"You love it." Blaine murmured as he gripped Kurt's hips.

Kurt simply hummed against Blaine's lips, too occupied for words as he traced his tongue over Blaine's lips.

Blaine began to hum quietly and sway to the music he was creating as he pushed Kurt gently against the piano, spreading Kurt's legs so he could rest between them and never break the kiss.

Kurt smiled against Blaine's lips, nipping gently on Blaine's bottom lip before rushing to soothe it with his tongue. They pulled apart briefly to breathe, their hot breath mixing and puffing onto one another's face before they pulled each other back into the kiss.

They didn't break apart for a while. Probably wouldn't have if they hadn't been interrupted.

Kurt had just lifted Blaine onto the piano, having won their previous battle for dominance when a loud cough caused them to end their kiss abruptly.

Blaine looked dazedly over Kurt's shoulder, his legs still wrapped around his husband's waist while Kurt groaned and buried his head into Blaine's chest, knowing exactly who that cough belonged to.

And the quiet but still so there comment of "Wanky." made it so painfully obvious that he'd have to be stupid to not turn around.

So he was forced to swallow his pride; remove Blaine's legs from his waist and spin around to face the shocked and disturbingly proud faces of the McKinley High Glee club.

Kurt coughed, "Ugh, Mr. Anderson was just showing me a couple of ideas he had for- for Regionals."

"Well there's only about 3 people in here that I'd feel comfortable doing that with so we better be allowed to pick our partners." Sugar raised her hand.

"What was his idea? A big New Directions orgy on stage? Because I'm about 90% sure that Frankenteen over here would just turn everyone off with his creepy man boobs and disproportioned, tiny co-"

"Okay!" Kurt clapped his hands, "Thank you for that, Santana."

"So what were your ideas Mr. Anderson?" Rachel smiled.

Blaine blushed and opened his mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Kurt, "Mr. Anderson's suggestions were very inappropriate and will not be performed at Regionals."

"Wanky."

"So, are you two, like, just fucking or..."

"Puck!" Quinn slapped the boy's chest

"What? I wanna know!"

Kurt coughed awkwardly, covering his mouth with his hand to hide his smile, nodding to Blaine to answer.

Blaine glared at the man before replying, "Kurt and I are- well, we've been married for 7 years this Saturday."

"Wow! That's so great! Are you throwing a party? Can we come? Are we invited?" Rachel smiled, jumping up and down, "Oh, I'm so excited! I know just the song I'm going to sing! And I-"

"No. We only have a party every 5 years." Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"We'll be sure to invite you to our 10th." Blaine smiled slightly, hoping to just keep the peace.

Darren singing Do Ya Think I'm Sexy? Ugh. Gah. Blurg. Ah. Erm. Blah. JUST HELP 😭 and the Warblers sing it too on the Warblers album and I just wanna murder them for not putting it in the show. Just... just imagine Blaine singing its to Kurt.

Yeah I know, it's a very beautiful image.

But tbh I don't think Darren is legally allowed to ask that question because first of all; it killed me which means he's technically responsible for my death and second; Darren is no where near sexy... HE'S SUPERMEGAFOXYAWESOMEHOT!

And I hate Darren. So so so so so much because he looks out into the audience with this adorable smile on his face which basically screams "Hey! Look at me! I know I'm sexy!"

And I hate him because he's just this perfect human that isn't even a human because he's like a god and i hate he manages to look emotional during a song completely about a guy trying to pick up a girl from a bar And I hate how he always like moves with the piano. It's as if the piano controls him and not the other way round and I hate how he practically growls some of the words and I hate how he manages to make a whole audience silent but can also make them go crazy loud... I just hate him *sobs* I hate him so much! 😭😭

Ok, so I felt bad because klaine_is_my_life requested this for my '25 Days Of Klaine' fic but there were no available chapters because obviously I was only doing 25 and they were all already filled with prompts. But this idea came to me so I decided to add it into this fic.

I know it's not really ND meeting Blaine, but it is them meeting Klaine!!!

Anyways... I hope this was ok, I know it wasn't Christmassy but.. 😹 klaine_is_my_life