Guess who's back? And this time I have a real story! It's not crack-y, and it will be a multi-fic!
How weird would it be if I was like that?
So yeah, random one-shot, shitty ending since I cannot write them, pretty crack-y, the usual really. This takes place in the episode 'Silly Love Songs', and is beta-ed by yours truly, so I apologize for any mistakes. Enjoy, and please review!
God, this was awful.
As if the residual humiliation wasn't enough to make him want to curl up in a corner and just disappear, he now had to stand and watch as Blaine – gorgeous, amazing, gay but still unattainable Blaine – serenaded some curly-haired sap while Kurt stood invisible, alone in the background.
In an attempt to distract himself from the whole debacle, Kurt tore his glare from the boys and instead stared around the store, flicking a disinterested gaze at the people milling around the store. Everyone seemed to be watching Blaine – some smiling, some dancing, some glaring disgustedly.
But one man caught Kurt's eye – facing deliberately away from the scene, occasionally shooting covert glances over his shoulder at the group of boys. Suddenly, their eyes locked, and before Kurt could turn away, the man shot him a brilliant grin that Kurt couldn't help but return, dropping his gaze shyly. When he looked back up, the man had vanished.
Bemused, Kurt turned back to the Warblers in time to see Blaine sliding on his knees towards the uncomfortable-looking object of his affections, signaling the end of the song. With a sigh of relief, Kurt retreated outside the store to wait for Blaine.
"You'll end up together, you know."
Kurt spun around to see the man from inside, looking down at him. "What?"
The man shuffled his feet, looking almost nervous. "I really shouldn't be telling you this," he muttered, seemingly to himself. He looked at Kurt, deliberating. "You and your short friend," he clarified, "You end up together."
Kurt shook his head, frowning. "How can you possibly know that?" he demanded snappily. To his utter annoyance, the man merely grinned down at him. "Trust me," the stranger told him. An odd beeping noise sounded from the man's pocket, and he groaned, flashing an apologetic smile before turning and striding away, his long brown coat billowing out behind him. Shaking his head at the obviously crazy guy, Kurt turned to see Blaine exiting the GAP. He resigned himself to being the good friend, and sat to see how Blaine's crush would react.
Legs tangled together, sweet kisses and loving gazes exchanged in the relative dark, the smooth metal of a wedding ring. Kurt sighed happily, dropping his head onto his husband's chest. Blaine chuckled, pressing a kiss into Kurt's hair.
"Can you believe we finally did it?" Blaine murmured, earning a sleepy hum in reply. "After everything that we've been through – me being an idiot in school," Kurt snorted inelegantly at that, "fall-outs, all that trouble when you left Lima – who would've guessed we'd end up together after all the crap we had to deal with?"
Kurt smiled against Blaine's skin, thinking of the crazy man from the GAP, the same man who'd put him back on track when he went to New York, who'd appeared at his wedding with a nod of approval and a gift of a yellow canary – the stranger who had been watching over him only to disappear into a blue box and vanish from his life – until the next time.