Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Shard One
It is late, the hotel's restaurant empty except for them sitting still at their table, and one waiter hovering somewhere near the bar.
Blaine's hand is trembling when he reaches out to cup the cheek, soft, of the person sitting opposite him. 29 years old, Blaine has never been in love before. He is now. He has never been surer of anything.
'…the first time I laid eyes on you in this place', only weeks ago, Blaine had known that ordinary is not in this stunning being's vocabulary, should not, could not be. And Blaine had loved it instantly, 'the sure way you move in this…' to Blaine still so new, '…so strange place' had instantly mesmerized Blaine.
The light streaming into the wide, open space, with the high ceiling and the high windows, beautifully arched, is growing dimmer and dimmer and eyelids are still heavy 'so heavy…' and looking up from the tablecloth into Blaine's eyes for a moment seems an impossible task.
Eyes finally opening meet the cream color of the fabric covering the table. Feeling the touch of Blaine's tender hand on skin so sensitive is enough to gently coax the other's gaze up to meet Blaine's.
'He looks so scared,' Blaine has never seen such fear in these eyes, had not been expecting to find it held there tonight. "Kurt?"
"I…, Blaine. I…," the deep sigh following cannot be taken for anything but a sign of that fear, maybe frustration too. 'It's okay KK, he will just run, like everyone else has done before. But it's okay, you are strong,...you are used to it. Just get it over with. He gave you so much already. He deserves to know, so he can make his decision…, so you can leave me.'
Lips part, and there is an attempt to…to produce sounds intelligible, but nothing comes out, despite so much going on inside, 'I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to hate me. And you will, oh gosh you will.'
"Kurt?" Blaine asks again voice so warm, so soft.
'If only. Just this once I wish it was true...just this once.' And just like that there is no holding back anymore, all that is too much bursting out, spilling over. And as the first tears streak light skin, all left to think is 'My body, betraying me again.'
"Kurt?"
"Please stop calling me that. I…, that's not my name." The words spill over without another thought while getting up, fear all too clearly visible now to Blaine in the other's eyes.
A/N:
So...? Worth continuing?
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. And this is an AU anyway.