Chapter 1

"I love you." Daniel whispered and held Blaine closely to him, letting his fingers trace down his spine. Blaine whispered the words back against his temple and tried so hard to be strong for him. Their fingers were laced together and many more sweet words were spoken. Until the poison started to work and Daniel breathed his last breath.
For years he had tried to fight the cancer, but he was just tired now. He was tired of fighting and feeling weak and euthanasia was the only way out for him. Blaine's heart broke when Daniel signed the papers, but he knew it was the only option to let him go in a way that was worth it. The longer they waited, the more he suffered and Blaine suffered along to see his husband like this.
He kept on lying there with him until the nurses got there and started washing them.

The next few weeks and months were a blur for Blaine. For seven years he had been with this man and he loved him to death and now he was just there. All by himself and nobody to share his love with anymore. They still had so many things planned. Daniel had made a bucket list for the two of them and Blaine just kept on looking at it. They had only done four of the ten things and it broke his heart. Everything that reminded him of Daniel broke him. With grief came a lot of stages, but Blaine just kept on hanging on the first one. Every morning he still woke up, expecting Daniel to make one of his goofy faces again and make him laugh.
Eventually the anger came and Blaine was mad at the world. It made him want to scream and everyone. He hit low bottom when he started yelling to a young couple who was kissing in central park. Blaine used to be one of them.
People also started to give up on him. The first weeks they called to check up on him, but then they just forgot. They also forgot about Daniel, or so he thought. It didn't really bother him anymore that they didn't call or bother to invite him to their nights out. Life didn't matter at all anymore. How could he live with nothing, when he used to have it all?

He had it all. Blaine had studied economics in NYU, where he had met Daniel since he had done the same and had a nice job not so far from wall street and he had a pretty decent paycheck. When he had graduated at the age of 23 he and Daniel got an apartment together and only a few months later they were engaged. Only forty-seven days later he realized that life wasn't a fairytale. They found out that Daniel had a brain tumor and there wasn't much they could do. Apparently he was already in a far stage where they could only help him by making the process longer and let him live three more years. In those three years, Blaine and Daniel got married and it was perfect. It was a small wedding, but all their beloved ones were there.

But now it didn't matter anymore. There was nothing left besides memories. Because that was all Daniel was now: a memory. A memory Blaine never wanted to forget. He never wanted to forget about him or what they had. He was lucky to have witnessed true love at such a young age.

"I love you, but you need to go on without me." Daniel had said just before he passed away. How could he say that? How could he tell Blaine to go on without him? He couldn't. It didn't matter if he would keep on living in the past, he just needed to keep his memory alive and never forget. Because if he would ever forget about what happened between them, it would kill him inside.

Daniel had always been a spontaneous, fun and loving guy. But he was always very mysterious about his past. Blaine knew everything about his college time, obviously, but never about what happened before that. "It doesn't matter, we're here now. In the present, living our future." He always said and Blaine would keep on insisting about letting him spill something.

Eight months after his death, Blaine looked through his stuff, again. It was something he did to calm himself down. There was something about seeing pictures of him during their college parties or his baby pictures. He always used to hate it when Blaine looked through that album, but he used to have jug ears as a baby. Blaine on the other hand thought they were cute. Everything about him was cute. Not everything was perfect about him, but that's how you see a person when you're in love.

He frowned when he saw a yearbook of McKinley High on the bottom of the box. There was a lot of dust on it and Blaine wiped it off before he opened the album. It was from his senior year and apparently he had been in a few clubs. That made Blaine happy, because that was how he remembered him. Daniel hated nothing more than being bored. He wasn't a hyperactive person, but he was always busy with something.
His eye fell on a picture of him and the glee club, holding a nationals trophy. It made Blaine really proud that his husband had been in a successful glee club. All the names of the members were under the picture and it inspired Blaine to do something.

That's how he ended up looking through Facebook at their profiles and mailed as many people as possible to ask them if he could ask a few questions about Daniel and his life in high school. Nobody really answered until a few days later.

One new message from Kurt Hummel.

AN : Hi! This is my first story and I'm really excited to share this one with you guys. It's something I've been dying to write forever, but I never had the time and courage to actually write it. I really hope from the bottom of my heart that his is a little bit okay. I also need to tell you guys that English in only my third language so excuse me if I suck at this.
Anyway, thanks for reading.