Hello you guys ;D This is a little drabble I wrote during Chemistry today while I was supposed to be, you know learning things but I got this thought in my head, like well how would Blaine react if Kurt told him he was going back to McKinley? This is sort of just a little insight into his head, but told in third person. If that makes sense. It was originally supposed to be an actual one shot but I ended up writing it in a way that became sort of like a drabble/poem. So I hope you enjoy it! I'd love it if you left a review!
Kurt was going back to McKinley.
Back to the bullies.
Back to the slushies
Back to Karofsky.
Back to New Directions.
Without him.
He wouldn't get to see his face.
Or his smile.
Or his blush.
Or his teeth.
Or his eyes.
Not every day.
Not anymore.
He would sing with Finn again.
And Rachel.
And Mercedes.
And Sam.
Not Blaine.
Not anymore.
Kurt wasn't happy.
Not at Dalton.
Not with Blaine.
Not anymore.
Kurt needed happy.
He needed McKinley.
He didn't need Blaine.
He had courage now.
He was strong.
Without him.
Blaine wasn't.
He wouldn't admit it.
But he needed him.
He needed Kurt.
Like air.
He needed his face.
His smile.
His blush.
His teeth.
His eyes.
Everything.
Always.
Kurt didn't need him.
Not anymore.
It hurt.
He could cry.
But he wouldn't.
He had to be strong.
Or at least pretend to be.
For Kurt.
He couldn't think about him.
About it.
It was too hard to stay strong.
Not when all he could think about,
Was Kurt, not with him.
Blaine would be alone.
He couldn't let him leave.
Not without him knowing.
He loved him.
All of him.
Everything.
Always.