At the End of the Road
AN: This was written in the car on the way back home from visiting my relatives. It's not my usual style, but I hope you like it.
PLEASE READ THIS NOTE: Kurt has just finished his first year of college and Blaine just finished senior year and just got off the plane from Lima to NY to come live with Kurt and Kurt is picking him up at the airport. That is the situation so please do not ask further questions!
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I'm frantic as I look for you.
It feels as though my heart has been ripped in half this past year you weren't by my side. My body is thumping with the need to see you-to feel you with me and in my arms.
I know people change with time and distance, but my heart will always be yours and yours alone. You're the only one I'd even entrust it to.
I nearly forget how to breathe when I see you, standing there so beautifully, seemingly lost in thought as you glance carelessly around the airport.
Your dark hair is shucked to your head in that dapper way of yours. Your tanned skin, perfectly molded across your muscled yet slight form, looks just as bewitching as I remembered, if not more so. And your eyes-oh your eyes-huge and swirling gold and green, only accented by your long eyelashes, dark and full and lovely.
"Blaine" I call breathlessly.
When you turn and see me your face floods with a light that warms me to my very core. I bask in it, not even minding that you're seeing my hair in a glorified mess as I had no time to fix it in my rush to see you-to hold you-to have you.
All I care about is you.
I take you in my arms, just as so many times before, only this is so much more-this is forever. I cling to your shirt and you cling back, your warmth filling me and making me whole.
You tell me you've missed me, your voice breaking, and I know you're as close to tears as I am. I respond in kind, pulling your warmth, your light, impossibly closer.
I know we'll never be apart again. You make me complete.
