"I can't do this anymore, Blaine," Kurt whispered brokenly, finally letting his feelings seep through his words. His voice was pitched with raw emotion.
Blaine looked up at Kurt, shocked. "Can't do what?" he asked.
"You know," Kurt said, angry now. Why was Blaine doing this to him? "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Blaine. And I can't do this any more."
Blaine tried to cut in, but Kurt's words were tumbling from him now. He had been bottling all of this for months, and it was finally coming out.
"I can't be your boyfriend any more, if you're interested in someone else, Blaine! Why can't you see that? You know how hard things have been for me! And I finally found you, and you know how much you mean to me. But now you're ... You're drooling over a girl from Glee Club?" The words came out as a shriek, but Kurt was way past caring about that or the tears that were rolling down his chin.
"Kurt," Blaine said softly, hazel eyes glistening with tears. "If - if this is about the girls, I -"
"It's not about you being bisexual," Kurt growled. Blaine looked taken aback, but Kurt was in no mood to be gentle about this. "Oh, please, Blaine. Any idiot could have seen it, even after Rachel-Gate number one. And ever since she broke up with Finn, you've been all over her."
"I ... Kurt, I -" Blaine tried again, tears falling freely down his beautiful face.
"Blaine," Kurt sighed. Seeing Blaine crying broke something in Kurt. He hated that he was making this happen, but he knew in his heart that he had to do this. He slid down onto the bed beside his soon-to-be ex-boyfriend, and closed his eyes in an attempt to clear his head. This moment was everything, and he had to say the right thing. He took a deep breath. "It's not about you liking girls as well as boys. I know that this has confused you, and I'm happy you've accepted that part of yourself. And it's not ... It's not that I don't know that you love me." A lump rose in Kurt's throat. He hated where his words were leading him. He hated himself. He hated that he could see Blaine's lower lip trembling as he bowed his head. "Because I know ... I know you do, Blaine. And I love you too. I really, really love you. It's just that -"
He was cut off abruptly by Blaine crashing his lips into Kurt's. Blaine held Kurt's face delicately in his hands, but his lips told Kurt urgent and desperate things.
"N-" Kurt tried to protest as Blaine broke away for air, but Blaine was insistent. He forced his tongue into Kurts mouth and Kurt's started to move with Blaine's, tracing familiar but exciting patterns, and Kurt thought that maybe they should just do this instead of breaking up, this was so much nicer -
Kurt pushed Blaine off him and stood up. "No," he sobbed. "It's not the same as it was before. I can't be your first if you have a second too. Everything has changed. We still love each other, but you don't love me the same any more."
Kurt met Blaine's eyes. There were a lot of emotions there, emotions Kurt could read like a book, he knew Blaine so well. He saw apologies, excuses, sadness, heartbreak. But Kurt was only looking for one thing, that last ray of hope that might save this disaster, the one thing that he didn't find - denial.
Kurt had known the truth in his words for a while, but having it confirmed by Blaine himself sent him over the edge. He broke down, his sobs escaping.
"Kurt -" Blaine stood up and reached for Kurt hesitantly. Kurt let Blaine take him. He knew that it was over anyway. What harm could this do? Kurt wanted to be held, and Blaine was there, with his arms stretched out to him.
They cried together for a long time, maybe hours, Blaine holding Kurt tightly the whole time and rubbing soothing patterns on his back. They kissed a few times, Kurt stopping it each time as he felt they were getting too into it. He loved the way their tears mingled with their sweat and spit and the taste of each other. He had never felt closer to Blaine.
It was this thought that disturbed Kurt the most, because he shouldn't feel this way. They were broken up. He wasn't allowed to feel close to Blaine any more, and it scared him how much he did.
"You should go," he croaked out, his head resting on Blaine's shoulder. He felt like he could just fall asleep there, but he had to will himself to be strong.
Blaine pulled back and looked Kurt straight in the eyes. Blaine's were terribly bloodshot. "Kurt," he whispered. He sounded like a defeated man. "I'm sorry." Tears streamed down his face. "I'm - you don't deserve this. It kills me that I did this to you." He took a deep breath. His eyes were looking into the deepest corner of Kurt's soul, and his sweet breath fanned over Kurt's face.
"I'm never giving up, Kurt." He kissed Kurt again. The kiss was so sweet and delicate, yet so full of emotion and meaning, it took Kurt's breath away. Blaine stopped the kiss this time, and said just one more word through his tears. "Never." He touched his forhead to Kurt's for a fraction of a second, then turned around and made for the door, wiping at his eyes.
"I'm glad," Kurt breathed, so quietly he wasn't sure Blaine had even heard him. But the smaller boy stopped at Kurt's door, turned around, and smiled a sad smile that made him look a hundred years old.
That smile was all it took to break Kurt's heart. He didn't care if Blaine was gone yet, or if Carole and Finn were back yet. He literally felt all the blood leave his body, draining him. His head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, and he felt overwhelmingly hot and stone cold at the same time. He stumbled backwards, his back meeting the wall of his bedroom. He slid down to the floor and let the sobs and the heartbreak take him.