Title: Soaked

Author: catsblackmagic

Warning: High ammounts of angst.

Word Count: 269

Rating: T

Characters/Paring: Kurt/Karofsky

Disclaimer: It'd be nice to own Glee. ^^ But I don't. :c

Summary: Only when he's in pain is when you can truly appreciate him.

Author's Note: Set during 'Grilled Cheesus'. The song used is Adam Lambert's "Soaked". I suggest looking up the Glamnation Live version. c:

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"Soaked to the bone, sink like a stone, walk home alone."

Sad, grieving notes ring through the empty auditorium. He sits, unmoving, on the black bench. The song, it helps - if not a little. he throws everything into it; all the hate, pain, and depression that's been burdening him for so long.

"It's not the first time, it's the worst crime, your sould will be ok."

He keeps singing, belting out the notes as loud and soulful as possible.

"And you've had enough, searching for love, and you miss the touch of someone new."

He's crying again. He thinks if he cries anymore this week, he'll just dry up.

"Burned by your dreams, it's never how it seems. Cold, crushed esteem."

Fingers fly over almost obsolete keys.

"Take shelter and hide forever, your soul will be ok."

Tears splatter onto the shiney black and white polish.

"And you've had enough, searching for love, and you miss the touch of someone new."

Tears roll down a jock's face. He's standing outside the auditorium, watching, listening, to the sorrowful song. He so much love and pity for the boys.

"And you've had enough, searching for love, and you miss the touch of someone new."

He never meant all of those things -all those terrible, morbid things- he did to the boy.

"Soaked to the bone, sink like a stone, I will take you home."

The jock just has a funny way of showing his affection.

"It's not the first time, it's not the worst crime."

They're both still sobbing silently. Both are glad they're alone.

"Our souls will be ok."