Is It Possible, Mr. Loveable?
Main characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson
Important side characters: Burt Hummel, Blaise (OC), Wes, David, Thad, Jeff and Nick
Pairings: Klaine, mentions of Kurt/OC, Barole (but is that really a warning?)
Fandom: Glee
Author: Myrne
Rated: T
Summary: Soulmate!AU. Kurt will grow old with Blaise. Forever is cut short at his 16th birthday however, when one letter changes everything. Will Kurt accept a future with Blaine, or will he run? Klaine.
Important: I don't know Glee and their characters! I also apologize for any mistakes. English is not my mother tongue.
Hello y'all!
You're probably thinking: Oh, the queen of unfinished/abandoned stories is back with another story. I'm here to tell you I intend to finish this one. I'm currently already in the works of chapter 4 and this story is my baby, so I'll get there!
I really want to share my take on the whole soulmate universe, which I am very much in love with. I tried to come up with an original idea, but so much has been done already in this universe, so if there's anything like this out there, please let me know, so I can mention them. I have no intend to steal anything!
The whole soulmating process will be explained in the prologue and throughout the story aswell, but if you have questions still, don't hesitate to ask!
Some important things you should know:
- Blaine and Kurt are just as old, Blaine is even a few months older. It just works better for the story. And I still think the writers fucked up by making Blaine a year younger. But hey, who am I to talk?
- There's angst, hurt/comfort, romance, friendship and family all in this story, so I didn't really know how to catogorize is. So you're warned! I'm not a big fan of Klaine angst (sorry, just like to see my boys happy), so I have no idea if I'm any good at it. So lemme know!
- Finn is alive in this story.
Umm, so without further ado (oops, a 350-word author's note, sorry!) I present the prologue. I try to upload twice a week, if my schedule allows it.
Prologue
Burt Hummel remembered his 9th birthday like it was yesterday. An 'E' had found its way onto little Burt's wrist. He had ran over to his mother showing it with pride. His mother had kissed his cheek and had pushed a popsicle in his hand to celebrate.
On Kurt's 12th birthday, Burt saw his son looking at his wrist with tears in his eyes. An elegant 'B' stood there, sparkling in the sunlight.
On Kurt's 13th birthday, a lot had changed since last year. Kurt always had someone following him nowadays. Blaise. The two boys were inseperable. Burt just really hoped this was his son's soulmate. The second letter didn't disappoint, though, the 'L' standing next to the 'B' proudly. Kurt had screamed when he woke up, running to the neighbours' house, where Blaise lived. Burt saw the two boys hugging and pressing their foreheads together. Burt knew how hard it must be for Kurt. His son had told him a few months ago he wanted to wait kissing his soulmate until the name was complete. Burt was proud of his little boy, but that didn't mean he didn't know how much his boy was struggling to keep his promise.
Kurt's 14th and 15th birthday were a lot like his 13th. Kurt woke up screaming and running to Blaise to show.
Burt's heart swelled every year Kurt seemed to grow closer to Blaise, not only because the soulmate thing (Blaise got the letter 'K' on his 14th and an 'U' on his 15th birthday. It couldn't go wrong now, could it?), but also because of all the time the boys did spend together. They could talk for hours and hours about Broadway, living in New York and fashion. It made Burt happy it was Blaise.
On Kurt's 16th birthday, Burt had allowed the boys to have a slumber party the night Kurt turned 16, so they could watch the new letter together. Kurt valued his promise he made to himself and his father when he was 12 a lot, so Burt knew for a fact Blaise and Kurt hadn't shared a kiss together yet. Burt was just really happy Blaise didn't pressure his boy into anything. Another reason Kurt and Blaise were perfect together.
In the morning of Kurt's 16th birthday, Burt hadn't heard any screaming, so he decided to go check on his boys. He considered Blaise as his second son and Blaise often called him 'dad', because he had two mothers.
When he opened the already open door of Kurt's bedroom more, is when he heard the crying.
"We did everything right!" Blaise exclaimed angrily and noticed Burt in the door opening. "Kurt has an 'N', dad," and without more words, Blaise stood up and left, leaving a heartbroken Kurt and a flabbergasted Burt behind.
"Oh, dad," Kurt sniffled. "Please, take the pain away."
And Burt's heart broke as he glanced at his son's left wrist. It was right there, the thing the two boys, and Burt aswell, weren't counting on. The 'N' sat there behind the 'BLAI', almost teasingly, like the letter was mocking their wonderful family.
He took his son in his arms and let him sob, for as long as he needed.
After a few minutes, the sobbing turned into sniffling and Kurt looked up at his father, his eyes suddenly big.
"I need to go find Blaise."
But Burt stopped him with a soft touch on the shoulders. "I think you need to give Blaise some space, Kurt. He needs time to wrap his head around things, imagine a future with you as nothing more than a good friend and your real soulmate, right beside you. See if he can handle being just your friend. I know you planned everything, even your wedding."
Kurt nodded, still looking really small in his father's arms. "I hate it when you're right, dad."
"That's why it makes me the dad and you the kid. And please, Kurt, let Blaise come to you when he's ready…"
The whole situation became even worse when, a few days later, Burt fished a letter from the mailbox, addressed to Kurt.
"Dear Kurt,
I can't say goodbye to you. I know I'm gonna hurt you big time now, but I'm so hurt myself I need to protect myself from even more heartache.
My mothers wanted to move away for a while now, but knew they couldn't seperate us. Now I know we're not each other's soulmates, so we moved. I won't say where, because I don't want you contacting me. It hurts too much even thinking about you with someone else. I never considered it, because I always thought we were gonna be each others.
Take care, Kurt, find love with your soulmate.
Love,
Blaise."
Kurt read the letter out loud to his father, his fingers turning white and shaking, the paper crumbling in his fingers.
"Coward," Burt mumbled and took the piece of paper from his son, who looked like he was going to be sick.
Burt hugged his son the same way as a few days ago, and Kurt broke down, crying and crying and probably ruining Burt's shirt, but he didn't care about that right now. Right now his son needed his father.
xXx
Blaine knew he would have a soulmate with a short name. When some of his friends had their first letter when they were 10 or 11, Blaine's 13th birthday rolled around and the curly-haired, hazel-eyed boy from Westerville, Ohio, still had no letter. His parents reassured him that he would have to be patient to find out the first letter of her name.
The problem was, Blaine didn't want his soulmate to be a girl. His parents meaned well, but Blaine recently discovered he was gay.
Blaine always knew he was different than his friends. While Wes, David, Jeff, Nick and Thad were staring at pictures of girls, Blaine always found himself not caring. Until one afternoon at the pool, where Blaine found himself staring at shirtless guys instead of the girls in bikinis. His friends noticed and thus began the heavy talk. Blaine was forever grateful of his friends. They were patient and just there for him, while he was figuring stuff out. And they had, all five of them, held him when he came out to them, with two words: "I'm gay."
Blaine knew his friends would be a lot more accepting than his parents. His parents were uptight, proud to live the life they were living. Members of the country club, the local church and the golf club. Blaine hated every aspect of their lifestyle, but still didn't want to disappoint his parents. They were the people who had brought him on the earth after all.
Which is why, the day before his 14th birthday, Blaine found himself still in the closet from his parents. His friends often encouraged him to just tell them.
"These are your folks after all!" Jeff had exclaimed.
But Blaine knew it wasn't that simple. Not for his parents, who had been in his lifestyle ever since they were born, taught to be ignorant of homosexuality.
Blaine woke up on his 14th birthday with a sparkling 'K' on his left wrist. He ran his fingers over it and gave it a lingering kiss.
"I can't wait to meet you."
On his 15th birthday, a 'U' appeared next to the 'K', not hiding the scar left there by the boys who tormented him after a night at the theatre with his friends. A tear fell in the middle of the brand new letter.
"I hope you're close…"
On Blaine's 16th birthday, he woke up in his dorm room at Dalton, his five best friends hanging over him with big grins on their faces.
"Happy birthday, Blainey!"
Blaine smiled brightly and received all the hugs from his friends and also five neatly wrapped presents.
Blaine stared at his wrist, where a new letter stood prominently next to the 'K' and 'U', the 'R'.
"Maybe it's Kurt. Maybe you're connected to an Austrian sheep hoarder," Jeff joked and received pushes from all five of his friends.
"I know you're close. Come out of your hiding place right now," Blaine whispered and pressed a soft kiss to the letters on his wrist.