Authors Note: in the world of this one shot Blaine has transferred
Touch My Hand
"Mr Shue there's a song I'd like to sing for Kurt if that's okay." Blaine annouced, raising his hand to gain attention from the club director.
"Sure Blaine." Mr Shue agreed, clearing the way for Blaine to take the floor. Silently he motioned for several of the other Glee boys to join him, until Puck, Sam, Artie and Mike were standing behind him.
Kurt gave Blaine a single questioning glance but decided not to ask as Blaine took the mic and began to sing.
(Author's Note: Lyrics sung by Blaine are in regular italics, description is in regular font and lyrics with backing vocals (the other boys singing with Blaine) are bold italics)
Saw you from a distance
Saw you from the stage
Something about the look in your eyes
Something about your beautiful face
Blaine closed his eyes, craddling the microphone with his hands as he Imagined Kurt's pale face lit with happiness as he read a vogue magazine.
In a sea of people
There is only you
Opening his eyes Blaine stared out at the Glee club, eyes only for Kurt's, whose eyes were now glistening with emotion.
I never knew what the song was about
But suddenly now I do...
As the song drew into the chorus the other guys (with the exception of Kurt) joined Blaine in the chorus, singing backing vocals.
Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand
Reach out as far as you can
Only me, only you and the band
Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand
Can't let the music stop
Can't let this feeling end
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never see you again
Can't let the music stop
Until I touch your hand
Leaning forward Blaine briefly clasped Kurt's hand, before giving him a small wink and returning to his place.
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never get the chance again
I'll never get the chance again
I'll never get the chance again
I see the sparkle of a million flashlights
A wonder wall of stars
But the one that's shining out so bright
Is the one right where you are
Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand
Extending an arm with his palm held open towards Kurt Blaine tapped his feet to the beat before bringing his arm back towards himself.
Reach out as far as you can
Only me, only you and the band
Again cued by the lyrics Blaine motioned towards himself, his audience and then towards the guys behind him.
Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand
Can't let the music stop
Can't let this feeling end
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never see you again
Can't let the music stop
Until I touch your hand
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never get the chance again
I'll never get the chance again
Saw you from the distance
Saw you from the stage
Something about the look in your eyes
Something about your beautiful face
Can't let the music stop
Can't let this feeling end
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never see you again
Can't let the music stop
Until I touch your hand
'Cause if I do, it'll all be over
I'll never get the chance again
I'll never get the chance again
(Reach out to you, touch my hand)
I'll never get the chance again
(Reach out as far as you can)
I'll never get the chance again
(Only me, only you and the band)
Trying to reach out to you, touch my hand, yeah
As the final words of the song resounded around the room Blaine looked to Kurt for his reaction and was met with the sight of Kurt quietly sobbing.
"Kurt why are you crying?" Blaine asked, hurrying to sit at Kurt's side.
"You just have no idea how much the touch of a hand means to me." Kurt muttered quietly.
"Course I do. You're such a romantic." Blaine teased.
The rest of the club began to look rather uncomfortable, feeling as if they were intruding on a highly intimate moment.
"No no, that's not it." Kurt said with a sniffle, looking down and studying his hands as if they had quickly become interesting.
As if fate had mercy on Kurt the bell rung, granting him some privacy as the remaining members of New Directions left the choir room. As she passed Rachele gave him a small kiss on the cheek in a fit of friendship, while Mercedes gave him a comforting pat on the back.
"Kurt are you ok?" Mr Shue asked, pausing on his way out the door.
"I've got this Mr Shue." Blaine assured him.
Their teacher raised an eyebrow at Kurt to make sure this was okay and was met with a nod from his contertenor. Not entirely convinced but accepting, he left the boys alone.
Blaine gently placed a pink under Kurt's chin, coaxing it upwards so they look into each other's eyes. "What is it?"
Kurt took a deep breath before he retold the story he had shared with his friends before. "The day of mums funeral dad took my hand and squeezed it to show me there was still two hands to take care of me. I told my Mercedes, Rachel and the others how comforting it was but sometimes... in some dark place inside me the touch just reminds me that there is two hands less then there should be."
Blaine frowned and placed his arms around Kurt in silent sympathy as he continued.
"Dad had a heart attack a few days before we met."
"Kurt I'm so sorry." Blaine said softly, rubbing his boyfriends shoulders.
"Then a few days before we met dad had a heart attack. He fell into a coma and the day he first came out of it I was a holding his hand. The small squeeze on the other end of my hand was the first sign of life I'd seen in days, besides some verry unattractive drooling." Kurt said with a smile, glancing at Blaine with glassy eyes.
"and now you, singing to me, holding my hand like he did... It feels good again. When I hold a hand I'll still think of mum. The smell of her purfume when she used to sprayed a little on her wrist, dad's hand after the funeral... now I'll think of all of you, of life, and I'll never want to let go."
Blaine leant his head on Kurt's right shoulder and took his hand, lightly massaging it with his thumb. "I always said four hands are better than two."
Kurt grinned and wiped at his eyes. "Thank you."
"Come on, let's get coffee." Blaine said, his tone etched with tenderness and his hand never leaving Kurt's as they left the room
Authors Note: This is supposed to bring 'I Want To Hold Your Hand' full circle. I was listening to the song think that it was not only a great song for Darren to sing and a very Klaine-esque song, but it got me thinking of how significant the touch of a hand is to Kurt.
Original song 'Touch My Hand' is by David Archuleta
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