Ownership Disclaimer: Glee, nup! You might notice a significant written section from the actual scene, so ownership for that is hugely theirs. This is relevant to help set the scene for my au twist. Also, not everyone can see the telly screen, so this is done for those who like to have things read to them, and also for those who can read with a huge magnifier.
But my imagination I do, and pov too. Strong believer in relationships being about trust and forgiveness, love and tolerance. And huge doses of reality.
Thank you: Everyone reading all these delightful stories, esp Travelling the White Line, esp Blaine, Blaine, Blaine Devon Anderson and so many, many more.
Music Inspiration: All of me – sung by Darren Criss ~ aka Blaine.
I totally adore Blaine Devon Anderson, his character was a life saver for Kurt. His progress through the series and the honey who plays him, compliment one another. Some scenes didn't end the way I wanted them to, so I'm doing what I like to, and writing them my way.
This collection of stories will be an alternate continuation or ending to any scene from the show.
~ Ctrl-Alt-End ~
The performance classroom is on the third floor, the sun is shining through the curtain-less windows, the air should be warm but it's actually quite cool.
Blaine counts his steps, moving to his right and stops before the end of the stage, he counts and moves to the left, stopping before stepping over the edge.
"Blaine, come. I bought baby cakes." June Dalloway places the sack of pastries on the table, sits, opens a notebook and proceeds to write. "What were you doing up there?" she asks.
As he pulls out the nutritious goodies, "Oh I like to measure the stage and see how many paces I have in each direction, and that way if I decide to freestyle I won't fall on to my ass in to the crowd." He looks to her as she smiles at the idea of him doing just that. "It wouldn't be that funny."
"You know success depends on three things. It depends on talent, hard work and luck. And if you have the first two you don't have to worry about the third." She keeps eye contact with him while talking, as he mixes up his dessert.
"Oh who said that?"
"Me." She giggles, "Just now."
They discuss seating arrangements and other incidentals for the upcoming show case.
Blaine braces himself, building up courage and finds a break in her constant collection of words and motherly attitude. "June, I've been carrying around this lie that Kurt's going to be in the showcase. Can we just give him one song."
"I said no. …" Other humiliating barbed words come forth from her, "I can not jeopardise my track record because your friend doesn't like to hear bad news."
"Kurt is amazing, he's incredible." June cuts him off with her closed mind, she stands and puts a hand under his chin.
An uncomfortable moment that lasts a split second, she then taps his cheek like she's correcting a child. "No."
As she walks out, his cheeks burn, the tap felt more like a slap. A slap to his ego, that stung, as too did the insult to his manhood and disrespect as an adult sinks in.
He gets up and walks to the piano, his fingers trickling over the keys as he walks by to the window.
The inspiration of a song coming slowly to mind. Standing at the class window, he looks down on the students below. He spots Kurt walking with some other students, they're laughing at Kurt at something he's saying. Something definitely said to provoke laughter, may be a smart ass word or two.
"What will I do without your smart mouth?" Blaine turns away from the window and makes for the piano.
He tinkles with the keys, looking for the right notes to mix with. "Drawing me in and you kicking me out."
"You got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down." His mind throws to their morning endeavours, unable to get a straight answer from Kurt on their wedding date. "What's going on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride, and I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright."
Some more tinkering of the keys, blending and bouncing off the carefully chosen furniture and sound walls of the classroom. " 'cause all of me, loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges all your perfect imperfections."
At this point Kurt puts his head around the doorway, Blaine hasn't seen him just yet. He carefully walks in and listens to soulful music and melody.
" 'cause all of me, loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections," Blaine looks up, " 'cause I give you all of me, and you give me all of you. ohhh." He stops at this point, their eyes meeting. Blaine's wet with emotion, Kurt's puzzled but full of love just the same.
"That was truly moving. I …." He holds up a paper bag. "bought you some lunch, but I see you've already eaten dessert." Somewhat perplexed, "I thought we were going to eat together this week?" Blaine looks down.
"Oh, um June bought this for me, sorry I kind of forgot. You know how she is." Blaine hears a significant rise of emotion in Kurt's breath.
"Yes, I know how she is. Especially with her new 'star'." He puts the bag on the table. "That was nice, are you going to put that in the showcase?"
Looking at the keys, Blaine blurts out. "June doesn't want you in the showcase, she never did." Unable to lift his eyes and see Kurt's reaction, he bites his lip hoping avoidance will somehow help.
"Oh," Kurt holds his hands as still as can be, breathes in and tries to calmly process this information. "So you've been lying to me this whole time? Look at me Blaine."
He lifts his eyes, but still not directly to Kurt's, "I thought if I could convince her, then they wouldn't be lies anymore."
~ marker ~
"The old me would throw a fit and send this food flying, please look at me?" He asks and Blaine raises his eyes to meet Kurt's.
Kurt walks around the piano and sits leg either side of the seat and pulls Blaine in for a hug. "I wish you hadn't felt the need for any of that. You can't make everything possible by being so adorable. You might think the world revolves around you, and you can make all things possible."
He lifts Blaine's chin up, "But it doesn't and you can't. So we'll accept I'm not in this showcase with you, but I'll be in the audience supporting you. This is your turn to shine, independently of me."
A wipe of each eye with a soft tissue, a soft kiss to soothe.
Blaine swaps their arms of embrace, "Well you better be prepared, because you will be singing with me in the showcase. I just have to figure out which and how many songs."
They get up from the seat, Blaine carefully closing the piano.
~ rewind ~
Kurt takes a step back, looks at the food remnants June lavished on his fiancé and compares to the lunch he'd bought in.
In one quick move Kurt hits the lunch bag and sends it flying to the other side of the room, and yells, "You lied to me!" Hands to his temples, "Despite our many conversations about this, you still lied to me!"
"Kurt please?"
"Don't 'Kurt please' me? How am I to trust you if you keep lying to me?" He turns to leave.
He takes two steps but can't go any further, Blaine's hands are around his stomach holding him in place. "Don't leave me like this." Turning him to face around, Blaine has him held by his shoulders now, firmly and forcefully.
Kurt's turn to refuse looking in to his eyes. "Don't you see how my trust levels are minimised each time you do these things?"
Blaine pulls him in for a tighter hug, pulling his face to his chest. "Yes, and I'm sorry. It got so out of my control so quickly."
Feeling emotionally beaten Kurt's body slumps into Blaine's embrace. "I don't know how much more of these unnecessary actions of yours I can take. It's so humiliating. I didn't need for you to pretend to get me in to things. I can do things myself, I don't need you to try and lift me up higher than I can, naturally."
Blaine walks him over to the bay window. "That's part of my problem. I wanted you to need me, like you did when we were in the Warblers."
Still not willing to unravel from the emotional sook he's soaking up all he can, Kurt continues, "You have to stop trying to save me Blaine. Let me get my own roles and stop being my hero."
Circle rubs on his upper back and carefully placed pecks on his neck, Kurt eventually opens up and Blaine whispers in his ear, "You will sing with me in the showcase." A nip of his earlobe. "And I will be your knight in shining armour, always."
Kurt blushes and breathes in deeply, he turns and takes a more loving kiss from his fiancé. "You will always be my knight in shining armour." He snuggles in to Blaine's lap, "But how are you going to get me permission to sing, if she said no?"
"Leave that to me."
~ rewind ~
Kurt stands with his mouth open in disbelief. "Why would you do that?"
"I just wanted for you to be performing with me, up there. I'm overwhelmed to be doing this on my own."
"But you've done heaps of things on your own. You've been the lead singer of the Warblers for so long, and you've had single performances in the New Directions."
"This would have been completely on my own though, I've never had that."
"Blaine, are you, are you nervous?"
Blaine blushes, his cheeks are burning hot. "I've never been nervous before, I suppose that I am very nervous Kurt."
"So you add to that mix something that is totally humiliating to me."
They stand looking into one another's eyes, with a huge piano between them.
"Well, there's only one thing I think that can be done about this." Kurt chews his bottom lip before continuing.
"What's that?" Blaine's eye lashes fluttering and his top lip being drawn in.
"We'll have to show her how wrong she is then."
"How?"
"You choose a song and sneak me in to it."
Blaine's face drops at the suggestion, it seems as dangerous as pinching the spotlight from Rachel, but it also seems very enticing.
He walks around the piano to Kurt, and grabs his hands. He lifts them and kisses the engagement ring, looks to him and whispers "Okay."
They smile wide at one another, feeling like little kids about to get caught with their hand in the cookie jar.
"How many days until this showcase?" asks Kurt.
"Tomorrow night." States Blaine. "Do you want to go get some dinner right now?"
"No." says Kurt. "I want to go to you place, and then we'll practice a song or two."
"Oh!"
"Oh indeed."