You're Beautiful
Summary: Post-GLEE. Both Blaine and Kurt have moved to NY after graduating. However... their lives are quite different from each other. Kurt is star on the broadway and Blaine is un-employed and singing in the subway-tunnel.
Pairing: Klaine (obviously)
Rating: K+
Warnings: Hinting to drug-usage, one swearing-word.
Things hadn't quite worked out the way Blaine Anderson had originally planned. After graduating from Dalton Academy he had moved to New York, wishing to reach for the stars like so many others. However his dreams had been crashed and now he was 25 years, unemployed and slightly addicted to coke. Most of his days he spent singing in the metro-tunnels, playing his old guitar and earning his money for the next meal and smokes. Atleast he still had a place where he could crash (Wes had moved with him and hadn't dared to throw his friend out, yet), his singing voice and dreams.
For something had happened yesterday that had put smile again on the man's lips. He had seen a ghost, no, angel, from the past. He had already heard from Wes that certain contra-tenor had also moved to NY and was now starring the hottest musicals on the Broadway. They had been close friend ages ago, and it could have developed into something deeper if their lives had taken another course. There had been moments when Blaine had thought of buying a ticket to one of his plays, but after looking at his image on the mirror, Blaine had given up the plan.
Black-haired man took out his guitar and stationed himself on the usual spot. He carefully tuned his guitar and started singing. His voice was still beautiful, slightly huskier and lower than when he was the leading star of the Warblers. His once tidy curls had grown out and covered his face, but small smile could be seen forming on his shadowed lips.
My life is brilliant.
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
He smiled at me on the subway.
He was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Kurt had looked so...radiant. He had always carried this certain purity around him, and it clearly hadn't lost the edge over these years. His hair was still perfect as he flicked it from side to another with his glove-covered hand. Man had clearly been flirting with the another male he had been accompanied with, adorable smile forming on his pink lips. Narrow-framed man had actually quickly glanced towards him, but clearly not recognizing him. And no wonder, past years hadn't been too gentle with him, unlike to Kurt.
Blaine had gotten his chance back then, now it was someone else's time. Kurt really deserved all this attention and love in his life. Truth to be told, he had fallen in love with the boy the first moment he saw him smiling nervously on the Dalton Academy's staircase and that love he had cherished ever since. All those gentleman-ish talks about not wanting to ruin their friendship were just a cover to not to show much he actually loved the younger boy.
Yeah, he caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
He could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see him again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
He had seen Kurt immediatly he had stepped out of the metro. There was just something about the boy that Blaine would never forget. He had just had a smoke and stupid smile was plastered all over his face, and maybe that was the reason Kurt had smiled to him. However that memory would keep him going. It had reminded him of the better days, times when they both had been younger and full of dreams to reach for the stars. And against all the odds, they both had made it to the Big Apple, that had to mean atleast something.
One of them had reached his dreams, become the radiating star and actually, Blaine was happy it was Kurt and not him. He could live the rest of his life like this, but Kurt could never live without his labels and attention. Blaine started the second chorus, with a little more sadness in his voice. He really missed their late night conversations about newest Vogue and musicals.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Blaine's voice was slightly breaking and he could feel his eyes watering. He was suddenly struck with emotions he had concieled deep within for so long. Seeing Kurt yesterday and now singing a song like this was definitely a bad combination. Someone threw some coins to his guitar-case, reminding him of where he was. There was no use dwelling in the past, good old days wouldn't come back and the quicker he forgot about them, the easier his days would be. Black-haired mand gathered his nerves, calming himself down as he continued.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
Blaine ended the song, brushing his curls away from his face. Man sighed, browsing through his pockets for a crumbled cig-package and lighter. Smoking really damaged his voice, but it also made days easier to live through. And it also made him forget all about certain Broadway-angel.
It came out quite short... but then again, this is my first GLEE-fanfic, hence first Klaine fic also... and I haven't been writing anything for a while now.
I'm thinking of making more of these short Klaine-songfics from James Blunt's songs. (They are awesome, check them out if you haven't!)
Most of them are going to be quite angsty, but somehow I find it easier to write about sad themes.
Sooo...reviews, should I continue making these? (And as for the grammar, I'm not native, so there might be some...mistakes.)