Originally posted here as a prompt fill. Reposting so that it can be rebloggable. :)
“How about after Kurt and Blaine are back together, Kurt finds a small tattoo that Blaine had put on his body while they were apart.”
Kurt has always had a thing for Blaine’s ankles. Early on he’d blamed Blaine’s allergy to socks and fondness for rolled-up pants, but no—from the start he’d always blushed and stammered when he’d been able to casually run his fingers over those lovely, tiny ankles and the strong bones that ran beneath them.
It’s a kind of joke between them, no different now in New York than it was in Ohio.
So one afternoon while they are enjoying some well-deserved alone time in the apartment, Kurt finds himself staring at Blaine’s bare ankles.