The Morning After
"If, for even one minute, I wasn't enough for you-"
The younger man tried to speak, and Kurt held up a hand. He was strangely regal, despite standing barefoot in his pajamas.
"No, Blaine. You think I haven't had offers? But whenever someone asked, I told them…" Here he paused, mouth quirking in a bitter half-smile. "I told them that I was with someone. Because I respected you, I respected myself, I respected our relationship; enough that I wasn't wiling to throw it away while I was lonely and horny."
Blaine looked like he was about to cry, yet Kurt stood firm, despite the tears and betrayal that were brimming from his pale grey eyes.
"I promised I wouldn't say goodbye to you. You were my best friend and my first real love and my first… everything. But I'm not going to get over this. I'm not going to take you back. In the end, you were the one to say goodbye. Our relationship was over as soon as you decided to have sex with someone else."
Biting his lip, Blaine was clearly trying not to break at the words. Unfortunately for him, Kurt had already shattered, before resolutely pulling himself back together with that old, confident, indomitable will.
"You need to go home, Blaine."
With that, he turned his back on the boy. There were a few half-protests, several frantic apologies, and even a sob, before the quiet sounds of someone gathering their coat, and finally the heavy rolling door opening and closing. Only then did Kurt let the tears fall, silent and burning.
For a moment, a million pervasive thoughts came crowding into his head, invading his determination, saying that he wasn't and never would be enough for anyone. A large portion of them had the same sneering turn-of-phrase as Sebastian Smythe.
Taking a deep breath, Kurt shut down all the noise in his mind and concentrated. No matter what had happened Kurt was not at fault. He was not the one who had cheated, and he was not the one who gave up on them. No matter what their friends insisted or how they tried to meddle (which they were bound to, considering past examples), there would be no reconciliation.
He and Blaine were over, and that was that.
It was the end of one part of his life - a part that had been filled with hope and love and so many wonderful moments. But maybe, maybe, he thought, as he glanced to the window that revealed the skyline of the beautiful, loud, crazy city outside, maybe it was also the beginning of something even better.
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a/n On a personal note, Blaine's actions in The Break Up has kind of wrecked Glee for me. The problem is that I love Klaine, BUT I have a rule with relationships that if the person I'm with cheats, that's it, we're done, the fat lady is singing and the last page in the last book of the series has arrived. Thus in my personal canon, Kurt has the same belief. So no matter how adorable any future Klaine scenes may be, no matter if they eventually get back together or not, for me Klaine!canon ends the episode prior to The Break Up. It's the only way I can write Klaine without despising Blaine and wanting to cry.
*laugh* I take fictional characters way to freaking seriously.
~ t.h.
