Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend – DareU2Bme

82,616 words — 21 chapters — complete

AU. Blaine, the Hudmel family’s pet, seems to have developed an obsession with Kurt. It is hard to resist Blaine’s adorable infatuation, but Kurt needs to figure out how to deal with this sudden tragic and incredibly inappropriate love interest.

Please realize that this is not your average love story in any way, shape or form. This is a very alternative pairing and if the idea of intellectual in-equals bothers you a great deal, I will be the first to tell you that this is definitely not the story for you. Blaine in this story is not a furre, not a hybrid, not a were-animal, not anything like that… he is a person with a genetically inherited, severely low IQ.

  

I started reading this fic almost as a joke. “Oh look, Blaine is Kurt’s pet. This could get awkward.” I think it stopped being a joke when I had tears streaming down my face, unable to stop crying, at four in the morning. Glee and Klaine have taught me so much about acceptance, and I sort of half thought that this fic would make me okay with the idea of having humans as pets. I was wrong. Instead, I was swept into a world where humans are kept as pets, and I’m standing opposed to it. This was totally not what I expected it to be, and I’ll be recommending it for years to come… – Wait, there’s a sequel?

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Excerpt

School was over for the day and Kurt was at home. He sat cross-legged on his bed with his back pressed against the soft plush of his headboard while he worked on his homework. He was so engrossed in his reading that he didn’t notice when his bedroom door shifted open or the soft sound of bare feet padding into the room. Perhaps, he actually had noticed, but he was so used to the routine by then, that he just took it for granted. Either way, he wasn’t surprised and didn’t look up when the bed dipped with the weight of a second body. Instead, he continued to scan through his text book, trying to ignore the second person in the room.

“Blaine,” Kurt finally said with a sigh, “I’ve got a lot of homework to do.”

The other person didn’t speak. They didn’t even move. Grumbling to himself, Kurt tried to continue working. He flipped through his text book, glancing back to his notes every so often. Finally, though, the feeling of being watched grew too much for him. He straightened his shoulders and glanced up only to be met with intense honey hazel eyes. Kurt glared at the curly haired boy who was sitting statue still, back straight, muscles tense, and wearing the most painfully earnest expression on his face.

“What do you want?” asked Kurt in annoyance.

The light in the boy’s eyes danced when Kurt spoke and he reached to place a hand on Kurt’s knee. Groaning, Kurt let out a sigh of resignation and pushed his books aside. Blaine quickly resituated himself so he was lying on his back with his head and shoulders resting in Kurt’s lap. It may seem strange, but it was a familiar position for them.

“Where’s your shirt?” asked Kurt even though he didn’t expect a response. “Why can’t we ever keep shirts on you, hmm?”

Blaine simply wriggled in Kurt’s lap and gave him an expectant look. Kurt rolled his eyes and reached out to rub a hand over the boy’s chest and down his abdomen bringing a soft groan out from Blaine.

They were not lovers, nor were they even friends. Blaine was actually the family pet. He was human, yes, but not enough so to get the same treatment as a ‘true’ human. Not every human pet loved belly rubs, but, to Kurt’s own personal irritation, Blaine definitely did and wasn’t shy about asking for them.