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Pairing/Character(s): Kurt/Blaine, Rachel, Santana, and Tina; Brittany, Mike, Wes, Sue, and Cooper all mentioned.
Warnings: Meddling roommates, screwball comedy, not enough porn.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee, and I have never engaged in Jane Fonda/Richard Simmons roleplay. But, you know, never say never.
Summary: Blaine is neither a drug dealer nor a gigolo, Kurt is not just using Blaine for sex, and it’s possible that their roommates are maybe a little overinvested in their personal lives. (Except for Santana, who’s just trying to make sure there’s no uglies in her personal space.)
Author’s Note: So I’ve had a few requests for a porny sequel to The Boy in Green Shorts. This is not that story. For one thing, it’s far too silly, but also in some moments far too serious. For another — not enough porn. But it is some kind of a sequel to “The Boy in Green Shorts.” The silly, serious, non-porny kind of sequel.
Lyrics used in the story are from “At the Ballet,” and “One,” both from A Chorus Line.
When the door slides across, Blaine comes face to face with a dark-haired girl in an incredibly short, incredibly tight dress, who gives him a long stare up and down and then back up again and then says solemnly, “Wanky.”