All he had ever wanted was to feel special. Feel like he was worth something. He knew he could sing, but sometimes the constant pressure to be perfect got to him. Especially his parents constant pushing. If he managed to pull off near perfect grades, then he wasn't spending enough time with his family. The year he won MVP for his soccer team, his guitar playing suffered. He had tried to do it all last year, doing soccer drills before he went to school, studying during his lunch periods, playing guitar and piano for an entire hour and a half after school, and then studying until ridiculous hours of the night. He damn near had a nervous breakdown before finals, and still it wasn't enough. They still pushed.
It got to a point where he thought he might drown in his own perfectly crafted, seemingly perfect life. And then Pavaratti died and Blaine was literally speechless and a little breathless at his sudden need for Kurt. It was like somebody had handed him an oxygen tank and he could finally take a break from trying to be perfect because someone finally got him, and made him truly happy.
They were laying on the couch in Kurt's basement den, half watching RENT and half talking to eachother about everything, and nothing. Suddenly Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist and he unleased on of his traffic-stopping smiles, one where his eyes went all soft and loving.
"I love you so much." Kurt whispered before planting a soft kiss on Blaine's temple.
"I love you too, sweetheart," Blaine whispered back, as if speaking any louder would shatter the moment. He kissed Kurt's forehead and just leaned back a lttle to admire his beasutiful boyfriend.
Times like this made the constant stress worth it, because in this moment Blaine truly did feel special.
A/N: Thank You very much for reading! This is my first story, so all feedback is welcome!
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P.S. OMG at the Prom Queen promo! Its going to a really good episode, I can feel it! :D