Blaine Hummel-Anderson took a deep breath as he wrote his name out on the SMARTBoard, carefully printing each letter.
He hadn't seen his husband in a week, and today was the first day of school for Central Park East High School, where he taught Music and Theater. It wasn't the first time Kurt had to leave for long periods of time. The fashion industry required him to travel, and since Blaine had to teach, he couldn't go with Kurt, as he'd like to.
Kurt had to go talk to some new client in LA, and had (after Blaine's encouragement) decided to spend some time with Mercedes, who was still living out in California.
He didn't think that his childhood abandonment issues would strike up again. But, of course they did. He had spent the last night curled up in his and Kurt's bed, in his husbands old McKinley gym sweatpants, hugging Margaret Thatcher Dog, and listening to "Blackbird" on repeat.
Blaine had hidden his loneliness when Kurt had called him on the way to work, forcing himself to talk in a cheerful tone, successfully convincing Kurt that he was fine.
It was only for another week, Blaine told himself. He could handle that.
He turned away from the SMARTBoard, very thankful that he didn't have a homeroom class.
A/N: I'm... alive? So, for my PJO peoples, this isn't what y'all wanted. But it's coming. Maybe. I'm having a hard time committing, so drabbles seem to be the way things are headed. I'll probably start a drabble series for Percy Jackson.
This is very, very loosely based on Taylor Swift's "Ours" music video. It has pretty much nothing to do with the song, but a bit to do with the music video. (I was stalking her site to see when RED tickets go on sale, and fumbled across some behind the scenes footage from when they shot "Ours.")
Hopefully, I'll be able to add some drabbles to this, and make a PJO series as well.
Feedback, please? (And yes, I know this is uber-short. It's a drabble.)
-klainebowsandpercabeth