Unexpected Reactions and Ruined Plans
Summary: It was Friday when Kurt decided to spill the news to Blaine about going back to McKinley. Now it's Sunday and the latter hasn't spoken or texted him ever since. Finn, at home, is acting the same way. What the hell is going on here?
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. I don't own any of the characters. *bows*
A/N: Spoilers for SOWK. Don't proceed if you don't want to be spoiled.
I have been on a quest to make a Klaine fanfic SO EPIC that muchacha10 would make a fanart out of it! Of course, this fic isn't one yet, but I'll be practicing in my writing again and again until I do improve. This has been a source of inspiration I have had ever since I started shipping Klaine. Her fan works are just too awesome and writing would feel even more fulfilling if someone as awesome as her would recognize one of my fics. :) I hope to get support from you guys! :D
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Chapter 1 – Kurt
Kurt sighed…
…and sighed.
…and sighed for the umpteenth time. It had been 2 days since Blaine hadn't contacted him at all… nor did he reply to his text messages or missed calls. He let his head fall into the table just inches away from his iPhone as he waited patiently for his phone to beep or ring. He had decided to tell Blaine about him transferring back to McKinley last Friday and frankly, he wasn't even sure if he had said it out correctly.
Blaine was stoned – frozen on the spot – that was for sure, and was zoned out for about a few minutes – Kurt understood that – but the Anderson was supportive of his decision nonetheless. Deep down inside, Kurt would've wanted the other teen to even show a little bit of restraint or at least suggested ideas like going to McKinley with him or maybe transfer to another school and elope and – Kurt shook his head rapidly – anyway,the point was, it had been days and the black-haired teen wasn't showing any reactions Kurt was expecting him to.
Kurt grumbled upon the wood his face was currently implanted. He only lifted his head up quickly when he heard someone coming in from the front door.
"Dad?"
A tall teen entered the kitchen instead and Kurt heaved out yet another sigh. "Oh. Hi, Finn." He greeted and his step-brother all but nodded his way as the taller teen walked over the refrigerator and started rummaging it for food and refreshments.
His step-brother wasn't any different at all. He had broken the ice to his family during Friday night's dinner and he could tell… he got a reaction he was slightly expecting.
"Are you sure? I mean, won't that boy still be there at McKinley?" Carole had asked, her eyes deep with worry as she looked back to Burt, as if trying to silently tell him to stop Kurt from making a decision so rash. Burt had shared the same expression his step-mother was and turned fully towards Kurt, "Have you thought about this… thing for a long time, Kurt? I mean, this ain't no easy decision that you can just pop up."
"I have." Kurt nodded as he looked back down to his plate, "Ever since I left McKinley, actually."
Finn looked up from his plate and exchanged looks with both Burt and Carole, all three not getting what Kurt was saying at all.
"I know it's," Kurt struggled to find the right words, "confusing." He placed his fork down and looked up at everybody, deciding he should just come out straightforward to his family. "I was confused… when I was at Dalton. I… didn't feel myself when I was there at all. It felt suffocating." Burt pursed his lips and bit back what he wanted to say in order for Kurt to continue.
"And while I know that I'm completely safe there, Dad, I know that…" Kurt's voice quivered, "…I will not be safe forever when I face the whole world." Burt and Carole looked at each other and Finn simply looked down at his plate, playing with the pasta with his fork.
"Dalton's great! The Warblers are great! And while I may had issues before that I couldn't fit in – I actually did! Being at Warblers made me see who I really was as a human being. Being outside my comfort zone, they made me see that I was hiding behind my fashion – I was making it dictate who I was. Strip me off of my designer clothes and I was just Kurt Hummel. Who was Kurt Hummel without them? Who was Kurt Hummel without the snarky remarks? Who was Kurt Hummel without the bitch talks?" He snorted.
Finn smirked silently, surprisingly getting what Kurt wanted to point out.
"They made me see me.They made me realize that," Kurt's voice quivered as he somehow felt the sudden surge of energy and confidence to say, "I am who I am either way… that I should not be running away anymore."
Courage.
Kurt smiled when he looked at everyone and Burt could see that this wasn't the boy who cried in his shoulders on the day they found out about the bullying. This was his boy who had become a man. A man who finally had the courage to stand back up and fight to what he believes in.
…and it was going to be on that Monday that Kurt was heading back to McKinley with his dad to get the transfer papers done. But somehow he was kind of hesitant to make the sudden transfer work since he wasn't getting the reactions he was hoping even from his family.
The plan should've worked like this: He, Burt and Finn would go to school together and to Principal Figgin's office. He'd make Finn not tell the New Directions since he wanted to surprise them during club. They'd go out to Breadstix afterwards to celebrate his return.
Kurt lifted his face from the table and let his chin rest on it instead.
Somewhere in between, Blaine would've fitted in. Blaine would've been with him during his surprise. Blaine would've gone with them to Breadstix. And then he would've announced to everyone that they were together.
Kurt grumbled as he slammed his head on the desk again, making Finn jump from where he was and nearly dropping the milk carton he was currently chugging down, "Dude, are you okay?"
Kurt wasn't sure if he was.
Is everything alright? – K
Kurt watched at the screen where his green text bubble displayed lonely without a single reply from the recipient.
A minute passed in frustration when Kurt decided to take it out again to write another message.
I miss you. – K
Yet another frustrating minute.
:( – K
Kurt all but threw his iPhone a meter away from him on his bed as he flopped face-first into his pillow and somehow felt the sting in his eyes that he had been holding on for the past few days. Here he was, going on and off to his family about finally getting the courage to fight back to his bullies yet he couldn't even get the courage to make a damn call to his boyfriend and ask where they were going to stand now.
A beep.
Kurt stood upright in lightning fast speed.
There was a heavenly beep.
He felt his heart beat faster when he crawled towards his discarded phone and staggered to unlock it.
:'( – B
Kurt's heart tore when he saw that single white text bubble amidst his threads of unreplied green text bubbles and he weakly dropped the phone to his side when he felt a single tear roll from his eye.
Talk to me. – K
Kurt was upset when he got another dose of silent treatment from the other teen again. He couldn't help but finally let his held-back tears before he blacked out to sleep.
Monday morning came too fast.
Kurt Hummel got out of bed with a throbbing headache and bags under his eyes. He couldn't help but mentally curse at himself for being so unrealistically emotional. This wasn't how things usually work and he shouldn't take things this seriously.
Slapping his cheeks at both sides together, he kept on a face that was ready for his comeback at McKinley High.
"Kurt Hummel is back at McKinley!" He laughed when he screamed that at the top of his lungs when he reached the outer field, receiving a few cheers and applauses from the New Directions. Kurt excitedly ran down the few steps towards his friends and jumped at them one by one, tightening his hold at each and every one, but especially towards Mercedes.
"Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening!" Mercedes was teary-eyed when she playfully danced with Kurt amidst their embrace and Kurt shared the same enthusiasm. "I missed you, 'Cedes." He softly said. "My baby boy is back." She cooed as she playfully took Kurt's hat away from him and jumped up and down like an excited kid.
"Kurt!" Tina squealed – albeit, uncharacteristically – but Kurt only squealed back with the same level of happiness and giddiness when he gave the Asian girl a tight hug.
"You're back? For good this time? The dolphins aren't taking you away again?" Brittany asked as she held Kurt by his soft fingers she loved so much. Kurt couldn't help but only laugh at what she was saying, missing her silly yet amusing words.
"Welcome back, Kurt." Quinn greeted him softly and Kurt muttered a soft "thanks" when everyone started gathering around him, talking all at once on the things he missed, that the glee club wasn't the same without him, and the things they'll be doing together for Nationals.
"Where's Rachel?" He asked, somehow missing the obnoxious voice his frienemy was about to bellow by now. Puck shrugged his question off when he somehow heard the words Rachel plus nosejob. In the fit of excited chatter, Kurt couldn't help but feel that momentary tug in his chest. The feeling that there were inner jokes between New Directions that he didn't understand anymore and that there were his share of jokes he made (that he learned from Dalton) too that didn't get them laughing. It was weird but he knew he just had to get the hang out of it.
Leaning back into a rail, he somehow spotted something blue and red at the corner of his eye.
The Dalton uniform? Was he imagining things? He must've spent too much time everyday looking at the uniforms that he was starting to see it here at McKinley too.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and Kurt looked up to Finn who was grinning behind him, "Kurt, I think somebody has something to say." And as if on cue, three Dalton students emerged from the piling McKinley students and Kurt can't help but felt his jaw drop at what he was seeing.
"Blaine…" He quietly called.
From the top of the stairs, Blaine painfully looked at the New Directions – to one person in particular – ignoring the looks that other McKinley students were looking past their way at how there were private school boys on a public school campus. Slowly, Blaine descended down the steps, Wes and David behind him, as he they made their way towards the group.
"Wh-what are you d-doing here?" Kurt mentally cursed at how his voice was shaking right now. Great, so much for keeping up with the I-am-still-mad-at-you attitude. "I… I thought you didn't want to talk."
Blaine chose not to answer that accusation and somehow had the same inner struggle to keeping his emotions bottled up as well. Kurt could see that the other teen was trying his best not to break out into tears as well.
"Kurt… for the past few days… I," Blaine's voice shook, "I didn't know what to say…"
Kurt looked downwards when he looked away, biting the insides of his lower lip as he crossed his arms close to himself, as if trying to wrap himself around for security.
"I tried… writing messages… tried pressing the call button when I had your name on my screen already."
Kurt flinched as he painfully looked up to Blaine.
"If there's one thing… that the Warblers and I learned from you when you were at Dalton," Blaine steered away with his words as he looked back at Wes and David, "is that we sing what we want to say."
I walked across an empty land
At the start of the song, Kurt couldn't help but feel the familiar voices he had grown to adore and love.
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
And as a forest of red and blue blazers emerged from the corner of the wall on the high steps of McKinley's outdoor field, Kurt felt his lower lip tremble and the corner of his eyes burning.
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
The sound of the piano and violins started emerging from behind him and Kurt Hummel knew where this was going. They had this all carefully planned out without his knowing.
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
Kurt tried to bite back a smile and forced himself to try to look angry again when Blaine descended a step down closer to him. He was torn when he saw that same struggled look Blaine had as well.
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
Kurt's eyes followed Blaine as he ran down towards the piano and took over, belting out in song as he played the keys with energy, feeling the song and singing his heart out. Kurt couldn't help but let a small smile escape when he felt himself swaying in tune.
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
Yes… it was exactly like this moment when Kurt first got to know Blaine… the moment he fell in love with Blaine Anderson.
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Kurt breathed out happily when he finally allowed himself to smile.
Somewhere only we know?
Blaine walked over to him and Kurt felt his heart against his throat. Blaine opened both his palms out to him and Kurt took them willingly – almost too instantly – as he allowed himself to be pulled down from the steps towards Blaine… Not even being able to fathom how everyone was looking at there way, eyes not judging and smiles not sneering.
And if you have a minute why don't we go
One by one, the Warblers gathered his way and New Directions sang along with them. Trent patting him on the shoulder, Thad pulling him close by an arm in a short hug, followed suit by the rest of the Warblers in friendly gestures and smiles. Something he had never had outside New Directions.
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
Jeff smiled at him and Kurt smiled back. Finally, Wes and David grinned towards him together and they, too, gave their share of comforting smiles. "Take it easy, Kurt." Wes' all too familiar words were said and Kurt couldn't help but snort a little at their leader's appropriate choice of words.
This could be the end of everything
Kurt finally heaved out a huge suppressed sigh, the tension on his shoulders slowly leaving, the knot around his stomach slowly loosening.
So why don't we go
Finn stepped up with a surprisingly proud smirk as he held out welcome arms to wrap around his step-brother, "Welcome back, bro. We got your back." Kurt couldn't contain his feelings anymore when he felt his tears falling, "Yeah."
Somewhere only we know,
Mercedes was there to pick him up and beamed when she saw his tears, "This is real, Kurt."
Somewhere only we know,
And with the last look he had, it was directed towards the person behind all of this public display. Kurt looked at the mixture of expressions Blaine was holding and couldn't help but laugh and choke from a sob at the same time as he momentarily looked at his feet and back up towards his boyfriend.
Somewhere only we know.
As the song slowly comes to an end, applauses and cheers followed but were soon drowned out when Kurt saw Blaine's tearful eyes that looked straight at him. Kurt smiled painfully towards the boy before him and waited for Blaine to speak.
Blaine sniffed when he forced a smile and rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "You… you don't know how much I got Wes and these guys to do that with me."
Kurt laughed and allowed a lone single tear to fall astray, pursing his lips nervously when words escaped him for the first time on his wordy type of life. Blaine seemed to be feeling the same way when he finally spoke, "I missed you."
Kurt's mouth trembled and his nose started twitching, finally giving in and throwing his arms around Blaine, the latter doing the same as he wrapped his arms tightly around Kurt's tiny waist.
Both didn't care who were looking… all they wanted to feel right now was the intensity of their embrace and the emotions that they have finally delivered towards the other.