Just something I wrote to make myself feel better, after the whole WIGYA scene. Maybe it will help some of you. :)

"Sucks, doesn't it."

Kurt rub his eyes quickly, startled by the sudden presence of somebody else. Flint towered over him for a moment, before deciding to take the vacant seat on the bench that was occupied by the slightly tear stained boy. Flint rubbed his thighs nervously, as though steeling himself from quickly retreating.

"What?" Kurt asked, clearing his throat slightly, trying to sound normal.

"Watching the guy you like serenade someone else."

Kurt held his gaze, his face staying pointedly blank. Flint lifted the corner of his mouth in a small, sad smile and Kurt looked away quickly, feeling embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable. He let out a dejected sigh and let his head fall into his hands.

"Is it that obvious?" Kurt almost moaned.

"Maybe not to everyone," Flint mumbled softly. "But I've worn several of the same expression you had on your face before, so I'm a little more familiar with it then some other people."

"You have?" Kurt's muffled voice asked, sounding slightly disbelieving. Flint was an attractive guy, it seemed hard to believe that any feeling he had for someone would go unrequited.

"You aren't the only one who's had a crush on Blaine. And believe me when I say watching him sing 'Teenage Dream' to you was certainly not a picnic for me."

Kurt stilled momentarily, before shifting uncomfortably and sitting up a little straighter. "You and Blaine..."

"No," Flint interjected quickly. "We were never an actual thing. The occasional flirtation, but he was never really interested. And then you showed up, and he went all guru, and was visiting you all the time. And then you actually transferred here and I thought for sure he was gonna make a move on you or something. I was jealous at the very beginning, but I got over it. Blaine and I are a little too similar to be a couple. And I don't really want to date myself."

"Did...Was there..." Kurt stumbled momentarily before finding his words. Which came out with a sharp and angry edge. "Who knew? That he was interested in this GAP guy? Did anyone know this is why er were coming? Because someone should have warned me. This isn't exactly how I wanted to find out he had no interest in me."

"Honestly, I thought he was interested in you. Blaine is blatant flirt, but I thought you might have been different. It wasn't until a few weeks ago when he started going to The gap every other day and purchasing a single pair of socks each time that I started to get suspicious. If I had known for sure I would have told you."

"You don't owe me anything Flint," Kurt said. "If you like Blaine then you had no reason to tell even if you knew. It's Wes and David, or even Nick I wonder about. They're my friends, I thought friends shared things like that. At least to save me some of this embarrassment."

"Alright first," Flint said standing, "I liked Blaine. I don't anymore. Secondly, Blaine is a private person, he probably didn't tell Wes or David. And thirdly, Blaine should have been the one to tell you. He's dense but I can't believe he's that stupid. You light up whenever you're around him, and he's the only one who ever seems to make you feel better. So he should of told you."

"So what should I do?" Kurt asked him hopefully.

"Kurt I can't tell you what you should do," Flint said heavily, rubbing the back of his neck in an anxious habit.

"Okay, but what would you do?" Kurt pressed earnestly.

"Me? I'd probably call him an inconsiderate flirting ass and punch him. But if you wanted to be the better person, which I know you are, just say you hope it works out for him. Hope his choice makes him happy and then you can start looking for the someone who will be better for you. The person who will sing every song just for you, and not anyone else." Flint kneeled in front of Kurt who had again lowered his head, trying his best to hide. "Hey," Flint said softly, placing a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "It's okay. He's just a guy. One of many guy's, you'll be okay. You're too amazing to let this keep you down. Come ne, where's that brave boy who had the gut's to sing 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina'?"

Kurt gave a watery chuckle and looked up, almost smiling.

"There he is," Flint said, smiling fully. "Just behind those residual tears. Brave Kurt."

Kurt flung himself forward suddenly, hugging Flint tightly even as they fell ungracefully to the floor.

"Whoa!" Flint grunted in surprise, sitting them both up, while Kurt still clung to him tightly.

"Thank you," Kurt mumbled in to his neck, clearly stifling a sniffle or two, but sounding truly grateful. "I'm just...thank you."

Flint adjusted slightly and pulled them both back up to there feet. "Well, you're welcome," he said, separating from Kurt's hold and straightening his jacket, and after a moment of hesitation, straightening Kurt's as well. Kurt laughed slightly, fixing his own tie and breathing deeply, trying to compose himself.

Flint sighed again, slapping Kurt lightly on the back before shoving his hands in his pockets. "Come on," he said warmly, beginning his slow even stride, "I'll buy you pretzel."

Kurt didn't say anything, but he followed, his usual swagger not quite as confident or upbeat as usual. Perhaps Flint noticed, because he pulled one hand out of his pocket and swung the arm over Kurt's shoulder and pulled him along, making some comment about one of the many other mall goers unfortunate choice of pant. And the small gesture made Kurt feel, even if it was just a small degree, a little bit better.

I don't know anything about Flint, except he's one of the rumored Warblers. But There we go, just a little take on it. You never know what happens in Glee, but I think Kurt is really strong, so you know, whatevers. Let me know what you guys think of this or even just your feeling towards the WIGYA video. Love to all.

And I didn't have this beta'd so sorry for mistakes.