Come on," Jackson whines, slowing down a bit so Kurt could catch up. "Why are you so slow?"
"Why are you in a rush?" Kurt asks, his tiny legs struggling to keep up. "You are usually never this fast when mommy and daddy call us home."
"I know," Jackson says, now walking at a normal pace with Kurt's hand in his. "I just," he sighs and then went on, "I have a bad feeling about this, you know?"
Kurt looks up at his elder brother, and squeezes his hand. "I doubt it would be that bad," he says in a comforting voice, resting his head against Jacksons arm.
"Yeah," Jackson says, smiling down at Kurt. "It probably won't be."
"Jackson!" Kurt yells, running after him. "Jacks, please stop!"
"Why should I?" Jackson yells back to Kurt, "My parents didn't want me. And my adopted parents don't think they can pretend to love me," he says, sneering the words.
"What are you talking about?" Kurt says, catching up to Jackson.
"Why do you think they told me?" Jackson says, sneering down at Kurt. "Because they couldn't pretend anymore. They couldn't pretend to love me." Jackson says, with a hard glare directed towards Kurt. Kurt just stood there patiently and soon enough, Jacksons face crumbles and he goes down with the force of his sadness.
"You know that's not the reason," Kurt says, sitting beside Jackson. "Mommy and daddy didn't want to lie to you anymore." Kurt then puts his arm around Jacksons shoulder and decides to ignore how Jackson starts shuddering under the force of his sobs.
"No," Jackson whispers, his voice coming out muffled. "They aren't my parents. They were never my parents."
"Jacks," Kurt says, his heart feeling heavier. "Please don't say that."
"Why?" Jackson says, ripping himself away from the comfort Kurt's arm offered. "It's true. It's true."
"So what?" Kurt says, his voice coming out harsher. "Then I'm not your brother? Then I was never your brother?"
"Kurt," Jackson says, scooting closer to him. Staring at the meager amount of space between them, Jackson hands twitches a bit. Kurt notices it and smiles a bit, reaching out to grab Jackson's hand. "Kurt, you will always be my brother."
Kurt smiles, feeling hope bubble up in his chest. "Look, now you understand! Come lets go back home. I think Mommy and Daddy feel bad. They probably feel like you don't love them anymore. We'll just clear up that mess."
Kurt then stands up and tries to tug Jackson up with him. Jackson resists, pulling his arm out of Kurt's grasp. "No," Jackson says. "You will always be my family."
"What," Kurt says, horror starting to dawn on him. "What are you trying to say?"
"You," Jackson says, his voice coming out surer. "You will always be my family, the only one in my family."
Unbetad, point out any mistakes:). Posted on my tumblr.