Hey there :)
Here's my first Klaine fic i'm publishing on the internet, so I hope you enjoy it.
I'll aim to add a new chapter every Sunday, though some chapters may be slightly sooner or later.
I'd really appreciate your thoughts and reviews on each chapter, as the reception this story gets will affect the number of chapters I choose to write.
Just to clarify, I do not own the characters, Kurt, Blaine or any part of Glee whatsoever.
If I did there'd be faarr more Klaine in each episode. :P
This is just the prologue to the story, so i'm sorry about the length, but the other chapter's shall be far longer I promise you.
The sight of Kurt's sleeping face through the bedroom window sent shivers through his body.
He knew he shouldn't be here, and though every last part of him longed to reach out, tap on the glass maybe once or twice, see Kurt's beautiful eyes widen in surprise and a smile appear on his face - the same smile Blaine had fallen in love with all those years ago - he knew it wouldn't be fair.
His breath came out in small clouds of steam in the cold night air, the vapor illuminated by the dull moonlight that shone down, caressing the house in which the boy slept.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine allowed himself the pleasure of resting his hand gently against the glass, just inches from the boy's face. He focused on the cold temperature of the glass against his fingertips, and wondered how much warmer Kurt's skin would be, if he ever had the opportunity to touch it.
The sleeping boy let out a sigh and rolled over in his bed, and Blaine quietly removed his hand and sunk back over the balcony, with a whisper of "goodbye".
As the sun began to rise a few hours later, the morning rays fell upon a fading hand print left upon the windowpane, to which a now awakening Kurt would never noticeā¦
