Blaine had never gotten dressed so quickly in his life, and for the first time in his life, he paid very little attention to what he was putting on. He didn’t even bother to do anything with his hair, because that would’ve taken time and Kurt was currently home alone and turned on, and that was just time he didn’t have to waste.
“Mom? Mom, I’m going to Kurts.” He called through the house as he hopped into a pair of brogues. He didn’t know where she was but she didn’t answer and that was fine because he was in a rush. He grabbed the keys to his car and left the house to make his way to Kurts.
He drove perhaps a little faster than he should’ve because the thought of getting his hands on Kurt was simply too good of an opportunity to drive slowly to.
Burt’s truck wasn’t there, which made him smile slightly as he parked up and practically danced his way up to the front door and rang the bell to let Kurt know he was there.