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A/N: I have been curious about Blaine meeting Adam, and what it will be like. Here is one possible version.
Old Flowers
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Blaine, with his hair wildly ruffled all over looks confused, … lost – more lost than Kurt has ever seen him before.
"I'm scared." It is all Blaine can bring out lying in Kurt's arms tonight. The boys curled up together against the headboard of Kurt's bed in his NY apartment.
Blaine is tightly wrapped in Kurt's arms, looking as small as he has been feeling ever since Kurt had picked him up at the airport, together with a tall blond guy, kissing and holding hands with a tall blond guy, as Blaine had stepped into the arrival hall, shortly after greeted with a warm, heartfelt, only more paralyzing hug by 'Kurt'. It had been the only thing ringing in his ears over and over as Kurt had introduced him to "Adam, come here. Blaine, this is Adam, my boyfriend."
"Nice to meet you, Blaine."
'Adam.' "Nice to meet you," Blaine had forced out together with a smile, hands gripping his luggage extra tightly, unable to even consider shaking hands with the guy who is allowed to touch Kurt now in the ways only Blaine ever had before. Blaine is good at pretending, pretending things are okay, fine, perfectly fine. He gets practice back home, daily.
Kurt knows though, sees the spark torn from Blaine's eyes.
Today's first meeting with Adam, nothing more than a memory already, is washed away from behind Blaine's eyes again as Kurt hums into the quiet of the apartment, Rachel out visiting friends, Santana at work, "You have to let go, Blaine. There are some things the best you can do with, as hard as it is, is...is let go."
"What if it feels wrong to just let go?"
Kurt gently runs his fingers through Blaine's loose curls, searching for thoughts carrying honest, true meaning, momentarily only finding a handful words he is sure of, "There is no just about it. It's hard, Blaine. I know it is. But pain, enough of that already stays with you all by itself, you have to let go of whatever you can. Or, or it will only start hurting more over time. It makes happiness rot away inside you, unfelt, unacknowledged, and, and I cannot stand the thought of us being that to each other. A reminder of pain, instead of love. I will always love you, Blaine, with all my heart. No one here in NY will ever know me like you do. No one else has lived with me through … through that that life in Lima, Ohio, and given me so much beauty to see and to feel even in that place. Blaine, I had never known love before you, not like that. That will always be you, always, Blaine."
Kurt takes a moment, fingers still running through Blaine's hair. And then he takes a deep breath before he says, in a voice so quiet it almost sounds like a whisper, "Sometimes it takes time to realize something was … is a good decision. Not just a necessary one."
Blaine is crying.
Kurt had hoped for words.
Kurt gets tears - their warmth strange on Kurt's skin, coming from a body shivering and trembling in Kurt's arms. "I don't want you to go back to Lima in a couple of days still hurting like this. What can I do, Blaine? Please tell me."