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anon mini prompt: anderbros - cooper baking cookies for kurt

“Is there a reason why you’re in the kitchen with my big brother instead of in my bedroom with me?” Blaine pads into the kitchen, arms crossed. “Me, your boyfriend?”

Kurt looks up smiling from where he’s leaning against the kitchen island, holding his arm out when Blaine steps close and coiling it around his waist. “Coop’s making cookies.”

Blaine scans the bench from milk spills to eggshells, and the strange dull grey dough Cooper’s furiously attacking with a wooden spoon. There’s a dusting of flour clinging to the hairs of his arms, and his black jeans have almost taken on a glam rock zebra stripe from where he’s apparently repeatedly wiped his hands.

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Summary: Blaine calls Cooper with some important news.

Blaine’s hands are shaking as he dials his brother’s number, even though he knows this is honestly the dumbest thing in the world to be nervous about.  Cooper adores Kurt, and not just because he makes Blaine happy.  Cooper listens attentively when Kurt rattles off a long explanation about why that hat doesn’t work with that jacket (“I’ll need this for future reference, Blaine, my fans can’t see me like that.”), and he lights up whenever he makes Kurt laugh.  Blaine knows Cooper has spent hours in the kitchen with Kurt, trying to master the art of perfect banana pancakes.  So, yeah, Blaine definitely shouldn’t be nervous.  But he is. 

“Hey, little brother! What’s up?”

“Hey, Coop.”  Blaine knows his voice betrays him right away.  It’s more of a squeak than a greeting.  He swallows—he can practically hear Cooper’s grin, all the way from California.  “Are…you busy?”

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Imagine mama and papa Anderson going out one night when Coop and Blaine are kids and leaving Coop to babysit Blaine for the first time.

Blaine’s deep in his Nightbird phase and Coop is half glowing at finally being old enough and trustworthy enough to be left alone with Blaine, and half sweating at the pressure and so, so keen to live up to their parents’ confidence in him.

They order pizza and Blaine’s half has anchovies on it because he’s a little weirdo and has to be the only kid in the world who digs anchovies. While Coop’s paying for the pizza Blaine stands behind him with one hand fisted in Coop’s sweatshirt and the other holding his little tartan blanket cape up over the bottom half of his face, staring menacingly at the delivery boy who gives Cooper the biggest, ‘what the fuck?’ face.

“He’s a superhero.” Coop shrugs, and nudges Blaine back inside with his leg.

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