Author's Note: I feel like writing something new, even though my plate is already very full. I hope you guys don't mind. Just a little one shot because I love "For Good"
Kurt Hummel stood on stage, accepting his standing ovation for his first performance of his own original part in a Broadway show. Stars were sparkling in his eyes, making it impossible for him to see anyone in the crowd. Filled with bubbles, Kurt finished bowing and accepting the praise and walked into his small dressing room. It was filled with flowers, cards, and other gifts from family and friends who saw the show. Everyone always thought it'd be Rachel who'd be the first to get on Broadway, but here Kurt stood, staring at himself in the mirror, realizing he beat her.
"Hey Kurt, someone's here for you," one of his fellow cast members said through the door. He assumed it was his dad, since they were supposed to go out either after tonight's show or after tomorrows.
"Let him in please," he called, wiping the stage makeup off of his face, and unbuttoning the front of his costume shirt. "I'll be ready in a seco-"
Kurt didn't expect to see a curly haired boy standing in the doorway. The boy who he'd dated in high school, but broke up with because he wanted to focus on his career. He did that to everyone in a sense. Broke ties so nothing would be holding him back from what he wanted the most. It was the hardest on this boy though.
He looked so different, his curly hair grown out and sporting a five o clock shadow. His thick rimmed glasses sat on his face, making his hazel eyes able to see everything in Kurt's dressing room. It was hard to tell what exactly he was thinking, since he had a pretty solid look on his face. Curiosity maybe, but that would be the only emotion anyone could catch.
Kurt must look different too. His chestnut hair was darkened with dark brown strands, to fit the character he played on stage. His eyes were the same, but his face was more defined, more grown up. That'd be expecting, since it's been six years. Kurt buttoned his costume back up, deciding that changing in front of Blaine would be a bad idea.
"Blaine?" Kurt questioned, turning around to face the boy. Minus the facial hair, he looked good. He was wearing an expensive looking coat with a grey speckled scarf that matched his fingerless gloves.
"Kurt," he said, smiling with his entire face. "You were amazing." Blaine sounded exactly the same, making Kurt's heart melt completely. He wouldn't let on though.
"Thanks. You look… different," Kurt said. "Come on in, but please close the door. I have to change out of this costume."
Blaine closed the door and uncomfortably sat down on the leather loveseat in the room, staring at his hands so he wouldn't be staring at Kurt changing.
"So what brings you to the big apple?" Kurt asked, trying to keep awkward silences to a minimum.
"Business trip," Blaine said simply. "I heard you were in a show and I thought it'd be nice to see you while I was up here."
"Cool. So, you do…?" Kurt tried to sound interested, but all he could think is how much wasted talent was sitting in the room.
"I'm a CEO of a major company. I don't want to get into it very much," Blaine said, itching for a new topic. "How about I take you to dinner?"
"Blaine, I'm not sure-"
"I insist. We have some catching up to do. I'll pay," Blaine said, looking up once Kurt was completely dressed. "Did you dye your hair?"
"I got low lights for the show. They wanted me to dye it completely, and this was the compromise," Kurt said, styling it in the mirror.
"Well, hurry up. We don't want to wait until the good restaurants are packed," Blaine said, clapping for emphasis.
"Too late. It's Friday night. Everywhere is packed," Kurt said, turning from the mirror to face Blaine.
"Then let's go back to my hotel and order room service," Blaine suggested. Kurt stared at him warily. "I'll be gentlemanly, I promise."
The two left the theater and started towards one of the many hotels in New York, where Blaine Anderson was staying with his company. They stayed quiet the entire time, the entire elevator ride, and only talked about dinner when they decided what to order. They were both thinking the same thing, but neither of them wanted to say it.
"Um, want to listen to music?" Kurt asked, plugging in radio that came in the room. Blaine nodded and Kurt turned on the radio to the Broadway channel. "For Good" had just started playing, and suddenly Kurt believed in God and divine intervention.
(Elphaba):
I'm limited
Just look at me - I'm limited
And just look at you
You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda
So now it's up to you
For both of us - now it's up to you...
(Glinda):
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you...
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
I have been changed for good
(Elphaba):
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made from what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend...
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you
(Glinda):
Because I knew you
(Both):
I have been changed for good
(Elphaba):
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for
(Glinda):
But then, I guess we know
There's blame to share
(Both):
And none of it seems to matter anymore
(Glinda):
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
(Elphaba):
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood
(Both):
Who can say if I've been
Changed for the better?
I do believe I have been
Changed for the better
(Glinda):
And because I knew you...
(Elphaba):
Because I knew you...
(Both):
Because I knew you...
I have been changed for good...
The two men stared at each other as the song ended, not sure how to react. Then a smile spread across Kurt's face, making both of them start laughing.
"Blaine, that song," Kurt said, still smiling.
"I know. I feel the same. Because I knew you, I've been changed for good too," Blaine said, refraining from singing that part of the song. Kurt smiled, touching Blaine's arm.
"Promise we'll keep in touch?" Kurt asked, moving his hand from Blaine's arm to his cheek.
"I'd like to do more than that," Blaine said, putting his hand against Kurt's that was on his cheek. Kurt blushed.
"Not yet Blaine," Kurt said, pulling away. "I, I love you, and you know that, but I'm so close. I can't be tied down while I'm so close."
"You aren't being tied down," Blaine said, smiling. "You're too much of a free spirit for me to drag you down." They both grinned, thinking about "Defying Gravity".
"Promise you'll wait for me?" Kurt asked.
"I'll wait forever."