This is a little more serious than most of the other stuff I write, but the story I'm going with here is very close to my heart and I've put a lot of myself into this, so try not to judge it too harshly, maybe just give it a chance?
In my head-canon for this story, the whole Kurt transferring to Dalton never happened; he never met Blaine before or anything like that. I'm also gonna pretend the whole Karofsky thing didn't really happen, because I don't want Kurt's problems in this story to be because he's bullied. I want to focus on something else that I honestly think was there the whole time, with or without the bullying. This is Kurt's senior year, and Blaine transfers to McKinley, and this will have been the first time they met. Also, Blaine's a senior too, because honestly, we all know that's how it should be.
Enjoy!
On the outside, Kurt Hummel was a happy, normal kid. He was a part of McKinley's Glee Club, he had straight A's, and he had a few best friends and a group of wonderfully loyal friends in the Glee Club. He had a loving father and step-mother, and a goofy but endearing step-brother, and he had many fabulous clothes and a killer fashion sense. He was openly gay and sure, he was picked on a little here and there for that, but it was nothing he couldn't handle and nothing that really bothered him that much. Superficially, Kurt Hummel was living the good life.
However, what Kurt Hummel also was, was a very good actor. Because on the inside? Kurt Hummel was a wreck.
Being the only openly gay kid in what seemed like all of Lima, Ohio was hard. It meant rarely ever being fully understood by anyone around him and also being very, very alone in the romance department. Kurt tried to act like it didn't bother him for the longest time, but after a while, he couldn't deny it any longer. He began to feel more and more isolated from his family, his friends, from everyone. Sure, they were there for him and they tried to comfort him as best as they could, but at the end of the day, none of them knew what he was going through or what it was really like to walk a day in his shoes, so how could they ever possibly help him?
For about a year now, Kurt had been in a pretty steady depression that really only his dad and step-mom knew about. Kurt wouldn't risk telling Finn just in case he accidentally let it slip to any of the other Glee club members. Kurt knew he wouldn't do it on purpose, but Finn wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the box, and he'd probably blurt it out before he even realized what he was saying, and by then, the damage would be done.
One thing Kurt had learned from his past year struggling with depression, it's that once people learn that you're depressed, or that you go to a therapist, they never treat you the same way again. The reactions range from either "oh my god, you're so delicate, I need to watch what I say around you," to "are you a crazy person or something?" For some reason, mental illnesses get treated way differently than if you had the flu or a stomach virus. He could see the way his Dad and Carole had changed towards him every day since he admitted to them that he was depressed and needed help, and he'd be damned if he was going to let the rest of his friends treat him like he was some sort of basket case, too. So, every morning when he woke up, Kurt put on a mask and refused to let anyone see him for how he really felt. Unfortunately for him, he'd been wearing this mask for far too long, and without anyone that he truly felt he could confide in, his mask was slowly starting to chip away.
The first day that would initiate his well-versed routine of "I'm fine" to come tumbling down around him was coincidentally the same day he met Blaine Anderson.
Blaine was a transfer student from Dalton Academy, some rich kid private school out in Westerville. From what he told the glee club, his parents had moved and so he was transferred here because it was too much hassle to drive out to Dalton and back every day, and also that he used to be the lead soloist for the Warblers, which was the glee club at Dalton. All the New Directions kids welcomed him with open arms, Santana shamelessly flirting with him (which was no surprised, he was very handsome) and then Mr. Schuester gave them their assignment for the week: duets. Kurt walked to the front of the room to pull the name of his duet partner out of the hat.
"Blaine," Kurt's heart beat raced a little. He looked over at the classically handsome boy who shot him a dazzling smile in his direction. Blaine was gorgeous, really. He had thick, dark brown curly hair, a strong jaw line and a smooth olive skin tone, and the most hypnotizing pair of golden hazel eyes Kurt had ever seen. Kurt would be lying if he said he wasn't excited about getting to sing with Blaine, or that he hadn't already developed a teensy bit of a crush on the new kid, but he knew from many past experiences not to get his hope up. The chances that this guy was gay were slim to none, and even if he was, the chances that he'd actually be into Kurt were nearly nonexistent. He was snapped out of his reverie as Blaine bounced over to him with a grin on his face.
"Hi, I'm Blaine," he smiled with his hand stretched out. Kurt took it willingly, blushing a little.
"I'm Kurt. Kurt Hummel."
"Well Kurt Hummel, I look forward to working with you. So when do you want to get together to practice? Maybe right after school tomorrow? I could come home with you or something."
Kurt was just about to agree when he bit his lip, remembering he had his first ever psychiatrist appointment tomorrow directly after school. But of course, he wasn't about to tell Blaine that.
"I, um, actually have a dentist appointment right after school. Do you think you could come over like an hour and a half after school ends or something?"
"Sure, sounds good to me."
Kurt handed Blaine a piece of paper with his address and phone number written on it, and then proceeded to walk out to his car to drive home. Just as he was about to get into the driver's seat, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
It was nice meeting you today. Can't wait to talk more tomorrow (: -Blaine
Kurt felt his cheeks getting a little warmer and a smile spreading across his face. Maybe, for once in a very, very long time, things were going to start looking up for Kurt Hummel.
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