A/N: Hi there! So, this has been a while since I've posted anything. Or since I've written anything, really. Almost a year, yikes! But, I've gotten into the Glee-fandom, and thanks to the OneSentenceMeme on the kurt_blaine community on livejournal, I've written almost twenty pages filled with drabbles. I've got to say that all of you on that community are awesome!
I've decided to post some of those fills here. Not all of them, but the ones I like good enough to be posted here. I've been posting anonymous on the OneSentenceMeme, but most of my posts have been signed with "~~ CL". Not all of them, though, but most of them. These are the ones I really wanted to share with you guys here on .
I'm going to post each fill with the prompt, username of the prompter on livejournal, and any warnings or A/N's that would be necessary. If I've forgotten anything that you think is important, please let me know. I'm also going to put the name of which OneSentenceMeme it was, so for now, that's going to be either "It's The Weekend" or "New Years Eve". It you have no clue what I'm talking about, then don't worry. If anything and you're curious, go check out kurt_blaine on livejournal. =D
I just want to point out once again that these are the first fanfiction stories I've written in almost a year, and it are also my first stories in the Glee-fandom. So, critics are always welcome, but please keep it kind. I'd really appreciate that. These are also un-beta'd, so all mistakes are mine.
Disclaimer for all chapters: I don't own Glee. Glee belongs to Fox and Ryan Murphy.
Anything else: Hope you like the stories!
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Self-harm – paperdaffodil – It's The Weekend – A/N: Self-harm, obviously. Implied cutting.
"Why?"
Blaine felt ashamed when Kurt asked him that question. He already had tears in his eyes. He looked down and stared at the scars covering his wrists. "Not everyone is as strong as you are," he whispered. "Sometimes it's just… easier to focus on that pain, instead of acknowledging that you're a disappointment and that no one will ever love you. Cutting just hurts less than that feeling does."
Kurt was silent for a moment, and Blaine was afraid that he had screwed this, whatever this was. He heard Kurt sight, but instead of taking off, as Blaine had expected him to do, he hugged him. "You're not a disappointment," he whispered.
Blaine swallowed hard. "Still…" No one would ever love him. No one had loved him. What would be different this time?
Kurt leaned back out of the embrace. "Blaine…" He didn't respond. "Blaine… Look at me."
Blaine did, and he was surprised how close Kurt was. Kurt pressed their foreheads together and looked Blaine straight in the eye. He was so scared. This was the moment where Kurt would leave him. It's what everybody did. And he'd lose his friend yet again.
Blaine wasn't sure if he could take that feeling of abandonment yet again.
"Blaine, I love you."
Before he knew what was happening, Kurt was hugging him again. "I love you," Kurt whispered again. "And I'm not going to leave you alone to this."
Blaine believed him.