
Blaine loves those jeans: the dark ones with the stylish, strategically placed rips in them. They’re Kurt’s sex jeans, as Blaine’s started to call them — only in his own head, of course. Blaine always notices when Kurt wears those jeans. They fit him perfectly, in all the right places — stretching deliciously across his thighs, his ass, but not obscenely tight like most of his other pants. It’s like those jeans hold a secret that only Blaine knows.
appreciation fic...THOSE jeans!!! love it.