-Based on the rumors/speculations that Kurt and Blaine might break up at the end of this season. Multi-chapter. Finchel, Brittana, Tike, Klaine.-
June 2, 2012:
"So, that's it then? We're breaking up?" Kurt folded his arms over his chest, staring at Blaine.
"It's better this way. I don't want to hold you back, and I need to be able to get through my senior year without wondering about you. Please, Kurt, it's better this way." Blaine fought back the tears that were threatening to form in his eyes.
"You're right. You're always right. I wish you weren't sometimes." Kurt smiled softly.
Blaine nodded. "I love you. Always."
"I'll make you a deal. Ten years from now, if we're both single and we happen to meet up somewhere, you'll let me buy you a drink."
"Deal." Blaine nodded.
"I love you." Kurt's smile wavered. "Goodbye, Blaine."
"Goodbye."
~10 years later~
"Gary it's not a big deal. I can't do that! She's my best friend. And he's my brother. Yes it's important. I never said you had to. Gary. No, don't. Gary. Fine! See if I care." Kurt hung up on his boyfriend of two months with a growl. This was there third fight of the week. All of them had centered around the same thing: Finn and Rachel's wedding. Kurt was obliged to go, by both the bride and the groom. He'd invited Gary along, but the man had refused. Kurt sighed, walking into the coffee shop across the street from his studio.
"Mr. Hummel! The usual?" The barista, Stacy, smiled at him.
"Yes, thank you Stacy." Kurt sat down, pulling out the newest edition of VOGUE. His newest design was featured in a three page spread, and Kurt had been receiving calls and messages of congratulations the entire week.
"Hummel. Grande non-fat mocha." Stacy called out. Kurt grabbed it, putting a bill on the counter.
"Thanks, Stacy. See you tomorrow." The girl waved, and Kurt walked back out. A memory wavered into his subconscious, stopping Kurt for a moment. "Medium drip, and a Grande non-fat mocha for this guy." Kurt shook his head, getting rid of the memory. It wasn't important.
-Let me know what you think. I own nothing. Nothing at all.-
