Title: A Dream Is A Wish

Author(s): Molly Annice

Artist(s): Pemk7 and TortoroPirate

Pairing(s): David Karofsky/Kurt Hummel Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Blaine Anderson/David Karofsky Roderick Meek/ofc Emma Pillsbury/Will Schuester Kurt Hummel & Rachel Berry and ofc) Kurt&OMC Brittany/Santana Burt/Carole Mason/Jane Marley/Unique mentions of Kitty/Artie in past

Rating: NC-17

Genre(s): Canon divergence, rom/com, Supernatural, drama, comedy, some angst

Warning(s): child abuse(mentioned), domestic abuse (emotional/mental), major character death, minor character death, sexual content

Word count: 97000

Chapter One

Rachel Berry was one of the first people to leave his group of friends in New York, then the others slowly followed. Kurt found that Blaine was getting angrier with him. He found the more time he spent with Blaine the less he liked Blaine. Everything ended in a fight that left him feeling like death. Nothing he did was good enough.

"Kurt I just found this towel with tooth paste on it? Why is there toothpaste on it?"

"I wiped my face after brushing my teeth."

Then came a three-hour fight about toothpaste.

Another time, it was over the TV.

"Oh hey the Sound of Music is on tonight maybe we can watch it."

Which lead to another three-hour fight over how selfish Kurt is for hogging the TV remote. It was long and brutal and Kurt ended up sleeping on the couch because the fight left him too tired to sleep with Blaine. The next morning Blaine got up made himself some toast and Kurt just hoped he choked on it.

The fights were constant. Kurt felt like he had to walk on glass to make things work. Kurt felt himself getting tired of the fights and yelling. There was never any down time, just fighting. After another of their many big fights, Kurt offered to go out to one of Blaine's favorite restaurants; it was a nice Italian place. When seated he looks over at this happy old couple. They were giggling and teasing each other. He could see that they were flirting and vastly in love still. He could hear the waitress ask how long they have been together with them saying 50 years. Kurt tried picturing Blaine and him like that.

"God Kurt, I am trying to talk to you and you are ignoring me," said Blaine, throwing down his fork on to his plate," said Blaine, "What are you thinking of Kurt that is taking your mind off us?"

"It was nothing I was just noticing that old couple over there," said Kurt, smiling to himself thinking about how it is nice to see a couple still so much in love after so many years together.

"Of course you were," said Blaine, rolling his eyes, "You and your old person fetish."

Kurt felt a hot wave of embarrassment wave over him. "What is that supposed to mean," said Kurt, "I like being around old people. They are kind to me."

"Yeah well when you are out with me, your focus should be on me. You were the one who invited me out and yet all you care about is some old couple. If you were-"

Kurt snapped, "I am not the only one with problems in this relationship. You are late to things all the time and you fought with me two days ago about toothpaste on a towel."

"That is gross," said Blaine his voice raising each word, "you could have wiped the toothpaste off with your hand and washed it off there. It was just gross. Besides what if I wanted to use it after."

"It is just one towel when we have a whole bunch. What the hell am I doing? The towel should not matter this much. But is this the relationship I am in where towels are a huge life or death? This is too much Blaine. We fight too much," said Kurt drawing back into himself. He could feel the whole restaurant stare at them.

"Oh I am the problem and yet you are the one dragging his feet with helping with any of the wedding plans. Honestly Kurt it feels like you don't even want to marry me."

"I didn't say you were the problem, Blaine, and maybe you are right I don't," said Kurt, blurting out the truth and feeling instant relief, "Maybe I would have liked to have some choice given to me."

"I didn't force you into the engagement," yelled Blaine.

"Yes because it is just that easy to tell someone no when almost everyone in a small town was there." The more Kurt spilled the more relief he felt. The feeling didn't last as Blaine's face broke. Kurt watched as tears streamed down Blaine's face. He knew he hurt the other man but he couldn't take the words back. They were true.

"I will never forgive you for this. I hate you. I hate you so much," said Blaine before storming out of the restaurant. Kurt sat down feeling embarrassed and heart broke. This was not how he pictured the night going. This was not how he pictured his relationship ending. He never pictured it ending again but it was too tiring and yet this was still the worst. He wanted it to end but didn't and now too late. Kurt felt the tears coming down his cheeks as the realization set in.

He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright dear," asked the old lady from the cute older couple.

"I am fine," he said smiling up at her.

"Are you sure," asked her, "Because that was a very pubic argument you had there. That young man shouldn't have acted that way he did to you and in public. Embarrassing himself like that."

"We just broke up. He's hurting," said Kurt.

"He still didn't have a right to treat you like that," said the old woman, "You deserve to be treated better."

"Thank you," said Kurt as he paid for the meal, "but I think I just broke up with him and I am going to have to go home and face his anger."

The old lady nodded, "Good luck, dear, and if he does hit you there is a place that you can go at 470 Pulaski Street. It's in Brooklyn. They will help you out."

"I am sure that won't happen but thank you," said Kurt, "I'll remember that."

"You do that dear," said the old lady, "now we will be off and try to have a good night before going home to that terrible man-child."

The next few nights were tense as they figured out who would get the apartment. He got the apartment. Blaine moved in with Artie who glared at Kurt for breaking up with Blaine. Part of him wanted to yell at Artie that he was Artie's friend first not Blaine's but he did the damage this time. Maybe the first time around Artie was on his side unlike Tina. He doubted it. The guys tended to like Blaine more.

He quickly searched for new roommates to help find rent and found Sara and Sandra, a cute lesbian couple. He quickly found that because of schedules he would never really get to know them.

It wasn't until two weeks later that he called to tell his Dad about the break up. He could feel his palms sweat as the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dad," said Kurt, "It's me."

"Hey Kurt," said Burt, "so?"

"How are things going around the shop?"

"Thing are going fine," said Burt.

"That's good and Carole," said Kurt.

"Things are great but this isn't why you are calling is it," said Burt.

"No, Blaine and I broke up," said Kurt, "a few weeks ago actually and I just wanted to tell you."

"I know," said Burt.

"You know?" Kurt felt his heart sink. Blaine probably told him.

"I know and I am disappointed with you," said Burt, "Whatever way you broke up with him lead to him punching a teacher. The kid got expelled. Now I am not saying it is your fault that he punched a teacher but whatever you said obviously he held it in. I am just disappointed Kurt. Next time don't play with someone's heart like that. The boy is now back in Lima because of it."

"I am sorry Dad," said Kurt, "I am so sorry. Look I work in a half hour. I have to go okay?"

"Okay, I love you son," said Burt.

"I love you, too, Dad." After hanging up, he cried for a good 15 minutes.

Meanwhile in Lima, Blaine was angry at the world. He blamed Kurt for his expulsion. If Kurt just did things like how Blaine wanted them. If only professors didn't like Kurt more. If only things went like Blaine wanted Blaine would have never needed to leave New York. Blaine felt his Mom wasn't on his side. She said there was never a good reason to punch a teacher and that they didn't have the pull needed at NYADA to get him re-instated. She didn't know what that teacher said and she didn't care. She told him that she pulled her weight at Dalton and got him a nice teaching spot over the little Warbler group he was so fond of. That was nice, but he wished she were on his side. Blaine couldn't help but at least Burt was on his side. Besides NYADA didn't seem to want him there those last few months with the professors all ganging up on him and giving him those bad grades. New York wasn't that great of a place and he was kind of glad he wasn't back there.

Blaine sighed at the bar, downing a beer. He could see on the dance floor multiple gay men dancing together. Scandals had a wide variety of gay men types. He could go home with any to take his mind off the break up and his world all falling apart because of Kurt. But he didn't feel like it. Normally he would want to be in the middle of that dance floor but he didn't feel like it. In the middle of the dance floor he could see David Karofsky. He looked happy and laughing with a bunch of the other men in the group. The man looked good.

Blaine sighed at his now empty beer bottle before ordering another. He turned around to see Dave standing there.

"Hey I didn't expect to see you in town," said Dave, "I heard you were in New York."

"I was but now I am back home," said Blaine, "I don't want to talk about it."

Dave let out a hum. "Well, sometimes all you need is a good ear. How is the engagement going to Kurt," asked Dave, "Sebastian told me that he was there when you proposed."

"Yeah well it didn't last," said Blaine, "We broke up. Kurt and I just didn't work out. Kurt was being an asshole and he didn't seem to care about anything. He always left a mess. He never was happy with me."

"That doesn't sound like Kurt," said Dave, "Kurt is a good guy. He wanted to be there for me when I tried killing myself and he didn't out me when he had good reasons too. He has his issues but don't we all. He looks out for those he cares for and it doesn't take much for him to start caring. I am sure later you two can be friends and laugh about this. Maybe the stress of things got to him?"

Blaine smiled at the optimism in the comment, "You think so? Do you really think that in time things will get better?"

"Hasn't done any bad to look on the positive side of life," said Dave, "Maybe in the future Kurt and you will be able to look back and laugh at this all."

"Maybe, maybe not. It not now."

"Things take time. Things got better for me."

"It doesn't feel like it will ever get better," said Blaine, laughing bitterly into his beer as he looked around the bar.

"I know that," agreed Dave, "the problem with things getting better is that it is a uphill climb but once you get there out of that unhappy place you just found out that you were in a valley."

Blaine nodded. It looked like it to him. "Dave, thanks for being here for me just now," said Blaine

"That's what friends do. They listen," said Dave.

"We're friends?"

"Yeah I would say so."

"Look tomorrow I have to go apartment searching," said Blaine, "At moment I'm staying with my parents but -"

"Oh no I get what you are saying. Look I am looking for a roommate," said Dave, "You can come live with me. I mean if you want? If not then I know a few places that have nice affordable living."

"You would be okay with me living with you," said Blaine, "You barely know me."

"We will get to know each other," said Dave, causing Blaine to chuckle as a weight came off his shoulders.

"Thank you, I am going to be the best roommate you will ever have," said Blaine, "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Yeah sure," said Dave, "Hey Bill my regular? He's buying."

"Sure," the bartender said before handing Dave a beer.

"Too new roommates," said Dave, toasting.

"New roommates, new friends, New beginnings," said Blaine.

Dave laughed as the two clanked their beers together.