Real life gets in the way of everything, I swear. Well, here's a really little drabble/oneshot from season two. *sigh* One day I'll get on the ball.
I have a chapter story in the works right now, hopefully coming soon? *fingers crossed*
Disclaimer: SPOILER ALERT, I DON'T OWN GLEE. (:
"I thought it was getting better, Blaine. I really did."
The Lima Bean wasn't exactly deserted at that moment, but it also wasn't bustling with people coming in and out. Kurt liked it that way. It gave the two boys more privacy that way; less of a chance of being noticed. Because there wasn't a single person on the planet who wanted to be noticed any less than Kurt Hummel that day. From across the table, his boyfriend reached out and let his fingertips lightly graze the newest scar on Kurt's arm.
The bullying had returned to almost the same level that it had been before Kurt had initially transferred to Dalton Academy, minus Karofsky, escalating since Prom. The secrecy of it all had blindsided him, and now it was as if nothing had changed for the better at all.
"I just…" Kurt hesitated, feeling himself crash against the wall of feigned strength that he'd begun building ages ago.
Blaine, sensing his struggle, moved his hand down to squeeze Kurt's reassuringly, "Hey, look at me."
Kurt did so, and was met with the sight of unbelievably warm and comforting hazel eyes.
"You know that you can trust me. I will always, always be here for you, no matter what. You can tell me anything that you want." Blaine smiled at him softly. "Courage."
Kurt took a breath, "I guess I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it. I mean, it's like I'm always going to be fighting this battle, and I'm always going to lose, and I'm never going to get past the...the hate. It's just so hard to keep going on."
There was a silence as Kurt bit his lip and Blaine contemplated his confession, tracing patterns on Kurt's hand all the while. Kurt found all the excuses in the world to not look at his boyfriend, so scared of what he might see, or what he might say, or-
"Kurt."
He finally looked across the coffee shop table, "Yes?"
"I need you to know some things," Blaine began. "First, I am so sorry that you still have to go through all of this. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, especially not you. You don't deserve it, and I am so, so proud of you for being strong, you don't even know how much. Second, you aren't alone. I know that it feels like you are, but you're not. I mean, I know that I'm not physically at McKinley with you now, but I'm your boyfriend, regardless, and I will never abandon you. If you need me, I don't care what anyone says, I'll be there. No questions asked.
"Kurt, you don't have to fight this battle by yourself anymore. We're going to push through all of the ignorance and the hate and we're going to win. Together. You're not alone in this, and I need you to know that, Kurt."
Kurt stared at Blaine, his eyes glistening with the threat of grateful tears. Blaine held his gaze as the corners of his mouth tugged upwards. They sat like that for several moments in silence, their eyes conveying everything that could have possibly been said and more.
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