Writing for the Glee_Angst_Meme for this prompt:
Why Kurt and Blaine break up is up to the author (but potential ideas-Kurt is moving to New York and Blaine stays behind; Kurt and Blaine have been fighting a lot recently; their jobs leave them little time to be together; they're struggling with public ridicule; Blaine's parents disapprove and threaten to disown him unless he ends things with Kurt, etc). Basically, I want them to break up for reasons really beyond their control-they still love each other but their relationship must end for some reason. Cue very tragic, very hot, very desperate break up sex. Bonus points if it lasts an excessively long time because they both know that once it's over,they'reover. And they just want to put that off as long as possible.
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: M, imply boy-boy sex
Disclaimer: Nothing's at me
Summary
Anyone can't control love. As much as you want, sometime you have to let it go; even if it's hurt.
As long as you are in me
-Do I really have to go? Whispered Kurt in the crook of his boyfriend neck for what seemed to be the hundred times that night. Maybe I could ask to...
-No, Blaine cut as he pressed a hand on Kurt's bare hip. We already have discussed it a lot of times, Kurt. That's your dream, that's your chance to shine on Broadway. You can't deny that scholarship without denied your dream. I won't allow you to do that. You have to go.
-But I love you, he whispered again, feeling his voice cracking a bit.
-I love you too, Kurt. Don't ever doubt that.
-So come with me!
Kurt gripped Blaine shirt's with disappointment; his voice was full of pain.
Blaine fingers' found Kurt chin, and easily raised his head so their gaze could meet. His heart melts as he discovered the tears that were running on the younger boy cheeks. He would have gave everything to erase them. He would have given everything to keep back the words that escaped his lips at that moment, and to never have had to think them. He remembered the promise he had done to himself the first day he had seen Kurt, almost broken by the perfidy of McKinley students'. Why had he to break his heart after he had promised, a long time ago, to not?
-I can't, Kurt. You know that I can't. There is nothing there for me. My dad firm's his here, and you know that it was always planned for me to take his place at the head once I will have done the law school. I can't moved to New York without lose everything I could have here.
-But is-it really what you want, Blaine, or is-it something your dad wants? You don't have to feel bad for being who you are. It's not your fault if he can't accept the fact that you are gay! There is no way that you have to forget your ones dreams for realizing his ones. You don't have to give him a compensation for not being the son he wants you to be, Blaine!
Kurt was almost screaming now. It was always been a hard subject between them. Kurt was sure that Blaine dreams' were to play music, not to be a lawyer even if the older boy had always denied that fact. Kurt couldn't understand that Blaine had to do it. That if he didn't became a lawyer, he would be nothing. He wasn't like Kurt. He hadn't as much courage that the younger boy had. Music was a beautiful dream, but it wasn't something that he could have done. Not knowing that he would have to struggle to make his place, to make accept his sexuality to the world. He wasn't Kurt and Kurt couldn't understand this. So Blaine bit his lip a moment before answering in a low soft voice.
-It's what I want, Kurt. Music was only a teenage dream like you were. Nothing more.
Kurt eyes widen to those words. He knew, but it was hard to hear. Blaine had never told him them before, or at least, he had never told him them so hardly. And like always, Kurt tried to deny them. It was easier that way. A lot easier.
-Blaine... No... Don't say that. I love you.
Blaine sighed. His hand moved from Kurt hip's to clench to the sheet. When he took it back on his boyfriend skin, he pressed harder than he had wanted, making him groaned painfully. He retracted his hand, passing it in his hair before let it rest in the middle of Kurt chest.
-I'm sorry, he said softly. I didn't want to...
-I love you, Kurt repeat a little bit louder hoping that this time he won't let it pass.
Blaine shook his head not knowing what to say.
-I know, and I love you too. And it will always be like this. I swear. But we know better than that. Don't you think it's better for us to end that relationship as we are still in good term?
-We won't...
-Kurt...
Kurt swallowed when he heard the exasperation in his boyfriend voice. He knew that he wasn't easy at that moment, and that he gave a hard time to Blaine. But how else could he do? Was it so hard to understand that he loved him, and that he didn't want for them to go apart? Blaine was the best thing he had had in his life. Without him he didn't know where he would be. He would probably don't believe in love anymore. Blaine was his saviour, and it was something that he wasn't ready to let go. Not so easily. Whatever that meant.
-You don't know, Blaine. You don't know how it would have end. There is nothing to prove that we won't have last if we had stayed together. Nothing.
-Yes, there are.
Kurt was staring at him, waiting to him to give his reasons for the twenty times. He didn't wanted to understand his point even if he knew that Blaine was right. So the older one sighed once again.
-We argue all the time, Kurt. It's not healthy. Our relationship is far away from what it was four years ago. I'm pretty sure that even our friendship is not the same. And it's not something I ready to deal with. I don't want to lose you. Not entirely. I had rather love to keep your friendship than lose it even if it's cost me your love. And...
There was a moment of hesitation where Kurt swallowed, knowing what was coming. He kept himself to raise his hand, and put his fingers in his ear. He wasn't a baby anymore, he should be able to handle the truth.
-And I was your first boyfriend, your first kiss, your first everything. You need to fooling around and experiment as you are still young or you will have regrets at thirty.
-I don't need anything else than you, Blaine.
Kurt was screaming on the edge of crying. But there was not such conviction in his voice. He flinched a little when he felt the warm of Blaine hand's cupping his cheek.
-Yes you need it. So do I. Stop arguing with me Kurt. You know it's useless, and you waist time on our last night.
Kurt looked away, trying to collect himself. He wouldn't cry. Not in front of Blaine. He didn't wanted to give him that last picture of him. He was doing is best to kept back the tears, but he failed. Blaine reach for his face, turn it back so he could look at him. Kurt close his eyes tightly.
-Look at me, Kurt.
The younger one shook his head, but did as asking.
-It's okay if you need to cry, Kurt, said softly Blaine stroking nicely his hair. I won't say nothing, won't judge you. You know that. You can cry if you want.
So Kurt let the tears fall on his cheeks as I spoke. He surrendered.
-I know. I know all of it. You have right on everything. It's just... even if I know that I will have lost you at some point, I'm just not ready to lose you now. I had wanted to have every moment with you. I love you so much, Blaine.
It was Blaine turn's to swallow. He continues to pet Kurt hairs' with one hand, and he passed his other one in his back, hugging tightly the boy, pressing him down on his chest. That was so good. The feeling of the heat of their bare chest was perfect. He could have stay in that position for the eternity. That would have be the best thing, the best option. He wouldn't have to break Kurt heart's if he could have do so. At that moment, Blaine surprised himself to hate the life, and every turns that she could take.
-So do I, Kurt. I love you. It's why we should take care of this last night. We shouldn't let it go without trying to remember. Stop thinking, and stop worrying. Just enjoy the pleasure. I promise you will never forget our last time.
Kurt moaned at the idea, pressing his hips down to his boyfriend ones. He was beginning to hardening. He rolled them once or twice, moaning once more.
-I will keep you to that promise, Blaine, he whispered as he lean in to kiss him.