You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
Blaine could finally feel the tears spilling out onto the page, spotting the words. When Tina had recommended this book to him, it hadn't seemed that sad. Though, of course, cancer stories were meant to depress. Blaine sniffled, trying to suppress his tears. But they kept coming.
The problem with Blaine reading any sort of romantic novel is that he put himself and Kurt as the main couple, and Blaine couldn't bear the idea of one of them dying and leaving the other behind. So it wasn't just Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters Blaine was crying (well, sobbing) for, but their love that he could surely relate to. Kurt was the love of Blaine's life, and he did "not want to see a world without him."
Blaine heard a slight creak behind him, and quickly turned his head, hoping that it wasn't Rachel Berry or God forbid Santana who would make fun of him for crying over this damn book. But it was Kurt, in an adorable vest and early home from his class. Blaine looked at him, tears streaming down his cheeks and the book in his hand, and Kurt's smile turned into a gasp.
"Oh, baby, are you okay? Nonono, don't cry, Blaine, what's wrong, what's wrong?" he asked, rushing over to Blaine and sitting on the bed next to him. He motioned for Blaine to curl up on his lap, which Blaine did, putting the book upside down and wrapping his arms around Kurt's neck.
"Oh, honey, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Kurt repeated, stroking Blaine's back while he sobbed. "What's wrong, love? Just tell me, please, you're scaring me, come on-"
Blaine managed to get out "book" between whimpers, and Kurt's eyes flickered to the covers, where it laid innocently. He let out a breath. "God, Blaine, I thought someone had died-"
"B-but s-someone will, K-Kurt, I j-just know-" Blaine dissolved into sobs again. Augustus wasn't going to be cured, he just knew it, and he also knew that sooner or later, one of them would go too. Blaine couldn't deal with that.
Kurt stopped rubbing Blaine's back, pulling away a few inches to look directly into Blaine's tear-filled eyes. "Blaine, love, they're fictional characters. Just fictional characters, baby. Don't cry, please…" He wrapped his arms around Blaine and held him closer, chest to chest. Blaine could feel Kurt's heartbeat.
Blaine took a shuddering breath. "B-But it will be us one day, Kurt, it could be us-"
Kurt suddenly withdrew his arms from around Blaine and pulled his lips to his, a salty and rough but needy kiss. As Kurt pressed kisses not only to Blaine's lips, but everywhere, he whispered, "Blaine, never, ever think that anything will separate us. Even death. Okay? We are in college, damn it, I will not be worrying about dying. I might when we have grandkids and have a seaside cottage that I'll be designing and we have rocking chairs on the porch and my hair won't look nearly as fabulous as now, but not today. Just… just be with me today?"
Blaine pulled Kurt back to his lips, both of them crying, and said against Kurt's cheek, "I l-love you. Okay?"
Before kissing Blaine once more, Kurt replied, "Okay."