Ownership Disclaimer: Glee, nup. A Change In The Weather by cacophonylights, again a no. But my imagination I do, and pov too. Strong believer in relationships being about trust and forgiveness, love and tolerance. And huge doses of reality. Only one or two borrowed words, the rest are mine.
Rated M and Warning: May have Trigger Warnings. Especially if you're a bit of a sook, like me.
~ Blaine's pov A Change In The Weather ~
~ Part one ~
~ o ~
Blaine is sitting in his Father's den. He's not fortunate to have a Father like Burt Hummel, but he has one who will support him financially. And finances will get you the opportunities you want.
Blaine is looking down his reality barrel. Next year Kurt will be in New York, hundreds of miles away. After a year apart, he'll be hoping to join him, even though he's uncertain of what he'll be studying or doing.
He has a first graduation annuity of $10,000, which will be at the end of next year. It's guaranteed, no fear or insecurity of it being squandered.
His Grandfather, on his Mother's side had ensured financial legacies for all of his offspring that were born before he passed on, in his will. But Blaine is as financially smart and shrewd as his Father has taught him to be.
So every opportunity regarding finances, should be considered. And the opportunity his Father has suggested, sounds considerably generous, despite the extra miles and time it will put between him and Kurt.
"You and Kurt have been living in each other's pockets these last few years. Spending time at school and weekends." Michael Anderson has done his homework and sits behind the huge desk. Blaine is nervous but composed, they've had their disagreements, arguments, fights in the past. He's stood up to his Father and knows that his Mother will back him, and with his inheritance guaranteed he's nearing the end of an oppressive existence. He takes a very deep sigh and encourages his Father to continue.
"I know you've spoken with Burt Hummel about marrying Kurt and that he's discouraged you for the moment." Blaine puts his finger tips together and raises them to his mouth, trying hard not to interrupt. "Burt's told me that he's confident with your level of commitment to one another that you'll be certain to be a success story of marriage." Yet to accept Kurt, Michael contemplates the rest of his prepared speech.
"This is an application to the San Francisco Conservatory of Music, here's the brochure and I've filled in the paper work…" he hands Blaine a handful of coloured information. "This will look good on your applications for future studies. With one proviso!" Ahuh, here comes the guilt trip, the exception to the bait. "You have to dedicate yourself and stay there the whole time. I'm not saying to break up with Kurt completely, but to focus, for yourself."
Blaine knows his Father well, and his Father knows him too. That is exactly what he wants him to think about, he wants him to consider breaking up with Kurt, if just for the time he's away at this camp. Michael continues "All necessary inquiries have been made and, I've, already paid. Plus I've even added a thousand on top, for miscellaneous funds to your bank account."
Complete disbelief crosses Blaine's face, he exhales at the overwhelming amount of information. Looking at his Father, he now cannot see any hidden agenda. He might want Blaine to break up with Kurt, and he'll be putting miles between them for a few weeks, but Blaine plans on phoning and texting as often as he can. Due to the location and dedication required of participants, skyping and VoIP isn't an option. Internet isn't an option either, during a lock down for studies. This is the third year of this programme's format, and the removal of 'net associated socializing has been a proven benefit. As Blaine reads the brochures his eyes widen at this new information. Such a lock down and opposite of his current life.
"Well…" Blaine begins, looking down at the paperwork again. "You seem to have everything organized for me." Disappointment and also happiness descends on his heart as he looks to his Father, back at the papers and back up again. "This is a letter of acceptance!" he exclaims. Looks up at Michael Anderson with surprise.
"Yes, I've booked your flight for the 13th of June, bought you new luggage and…" he turns around, reaches for a large rectangle present, comes back and gives it to Blaine. "This is for the 12th of June, but you can open it now."
It's gift wrapped, purple and blue chequers. His fingers slide under the edges of the paper, carefully pulling up the tape. Lifting the paper off reveals a lap top computer in a carry case and a new mobile phone, the latest mobile phone in the i-phone range. "Wow! I'm not sure what to say." "Just say thank you."
"Well, you know I'll apply myself, but…." Opening the computer and setting it up on the desk. Michael comes around and sits alongside his son. "The computer is already charged up." He's feeling closer to Blaine than he's done in years. "I know it doesn't make up for all our disagreements, but I really hope this will be a turning point for you."
"Oh this is certainly a turning point for me." He boots up the computer, while waiting he checks out the phone. A relatively big box considering the contents. "This is truly amazing."
"We'll swap all your phone details over later. But I suppose if you need the lap top now, you could have it now." Michael claps Blaine on his back, the most physical affection he can display. This takes Blaine by surprise, he's missed his Father and feels a new bonding happening. Blaine fists his Father's shoulder out of a wish, and it feels completely out of place.
"Right, well…." Puts the phone back in it's box and Michael takes it, walks around the desk. "I'll put your phone in here until we change all your details later." He puts the phone in his work drawer, which makes Blaine puzzle. It's a drawer with a lock.
"Oh, alright then. Well, I'll go get ready for dinner. Unless you wanted to discuss anything else?"
"No, no that's all for now. I suppose you'll be wanting to let Kurt know then."
"Yes, well I'll have to think how to tell him." He puts the lid down on the new computer. When it had booted up, the wallpaper was of the Dalton Academy Warblers. Another reminder from his Father that he wasn't happy he abandoned his education there.
"The sooner the better. Do you want to borrow a car and see him after dinner?" His Father's had that line prepared, no indication of hesitancy, considering he won't normally let Blaine drive anything other than his own vehicle, which is in the shop.
"Yeah, I could use one of the cars, but Kurt's not home tonight. He's at some function for Burt. But I could need it tomorrow, for school."
"No, I'll drop you off at school tomorrow. Your car will be ready by the afternoon." And like that, the Father he knew so well, was back. "You can go get ready for dinner now. I've got some important things to attend to."
Once more Blaine is truly speechless, as his Father picks up the land line and starts a call, moving papers on his desk and seeming that Blaine isn't even there.
"Claude how are you? Do you think you could…." He looks at Blaine and signals for him to leave.
"Ahh, right, thanks…" obvious hurt on display and humiliation builds into a burning of his face with embarrassment. He gathers the papers and computer and leaves carefully. When he gets to the door, he turns back. His Father already has his back to Blaine, swinging a leg in the air and talking with Claude.
~ o ~
When the morning comes, Blaine finds his Father has already left. His Mother has left him a lovely note. "Blaine darling, Claude will take you to school and pick you up tonight. Your car should be ready by then. I love you so much. mwah."
He gets his breakfast and texts Kurt again. He feels he can truly breathe when he's at school and with the love of his life. But how to tell Kurt, how to tell him.
~ o ~
After a few classes Blaine decides he can't hold in the news any longer. He needs hugs and reassurance from Kurt. His heart is aching at what must be done, but he's certain that Kurt will support him. He's already planning for Kurt to come visit him, knowing they get the Sundays off. Kurt could pick him up.
~ o ~
The explaining didn't go as well as expected, so Blaine does what he knows he does really well. He leans toward Kurt, left hand holding Kurt's hip and lifts his right hand behind Kurt's neck reaching for that dip in the nape of his neck and pulls Kurt into him.
Foreheads together, noses Eskimo kissing and oh so gently their lips meet. Warm, reassuring and playing their tune. Intertwining, nibbling, enjoying one another. And as beautiful as their favourite sunrise on New Years day, their tongues carefully venture out, gliding along and seeking one another. Tasting food of the heart and flavours of cinnamon, coffee, cream and sugar.
Blaine pushes Kurt back and lays offside, Kurt manoeuvres around to his favourite position. They cuddle and kiss, break to breathe, hands exploring and more, more, more! Sigh and swoon and as their pressure increases and certain wonderful delights rise, the electricity between them reassures Kurt that Blaine loves him, loves him more and won't let the next chapter in their life spoil.
~ o ~
The 12th of June arrives. Blaine goes to his Father for the new i-phone. If it is rescinded he doesn't care.
But it isn't rescinded and Michael Anderson has already programmed the phone and apparently installed Blaine's details.
13th June.
toKurt: My flight is at 10:34 am. I want to see you before then, but not at the airport.
toBlaine: I'm coming to see you before your flight takes off. I'm coming to see you at your house, is that okay?
No answer from Blaine, Kurt makes his way there anyhow. They console one another, they hug and much to Michael Anderson's respect they kiss and cuddle. He's had enough display of this public affection so he sounds the horn to Blaine.
"I have to go, I love you. I'll text you and phone okay?"
"But you said we weren't going to do that."
"Don't worry about what I said. Hear what I'm saying now. I don't think I could bear to be out of contact with you."
"I certainly won't be able to …. It'll be much too hard."
"I have to go."
"You have to go."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
10:00 am. Michael Anderson pulls into the drop off zone of the airport. Blaine gets out, his Father gets out of the car too. Michael Anderson gets the luggage out of the boot and puts it on the walk way.
10:15 am. Blaine decides he should move from where he's been standing with his luggage alongside him, lap top hung over one shoulder and phone in his pocket.
10:30 am.
toKurt: I'm about to board.
10:34 am. The stewardess gives instructions and passengers listen.
10:50am.
toKurt: We're about to take off, we were running late. I have to turn my phone off. I'll let you know when I get there.
11:00 am. With his seat belt on, Blaine Devon Anderson and an airplane of other passengers are travelling down the run way.
11:05 am. The plane lifts off the ground and Blaine allows the tears to fall. The pull on his stomach was needed to allow others to think he was having a natural reaction to the plane fighting with the earth's gravity. But really, his heart is aching for Kurt already.
Eventually the plane peters out, travels the air miles required to San Francisco.
toKurt: We've landed. I'll let you know when I get to the camp grounds.
toBlaine: Let me know when you land.
toKurt: I'm at the camp grounds. I'll get settled and ring you later. I love you.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Kurt, we've settled in. It's really nice here. The sun was beautiful to watch setting over the water. I'm not able to use the 'net, stupid rules. I'll, um… I miss you already. Okay, I love you…. This is where you tell me you love me too….. Okay, bye for now."
14th June.
ringingBlaine: "Hey Kurt, busy at the moment, I'll call you back as soon as I can. I love you. And you say I love you too. Okay, bye for now."
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Kurt, breakfast was nice. The pancakes weren't the way you make them, but I drowned them in maple syrup and we had ice-cream. I love you. I really miss you. Okay, um bye for now."
Dinner time:
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Kurt, apparently there is a black spot where I am, but you're picking up so I think I'm getting through. Can you text me and let me know if you're getting my calls? I love you. Bye for now."
toBlaine: This is going to be a long ten weeks. How are you doing? I love you too.
toKurt: An early night, I'm so tired. I really miss you, I love you.
15th June.
ringingBlaine: "Hey Kurt, busy at the moment, I'll call you back as soon as I can. I love you. And you say I love you too. Okay, bye for now."
"Blaine, I'm certain you're having a good time. Speak more later. I love you too."
toKurt: Sorry I haven't phoned or texted until now. We're super busy, this is really interesting. I have to turn the phone on silent and leave in my room now. Stupid rules. I love you.
16th June.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Hi, I um… I've met some great guys and girls. Are you going to come for the weekend? There's going to be a party on the Saturday night. But we're allowed visitors just for this Saturday. We could stay at the motel then. Call me or text me, please? Love you."
toBlaine: Rachel says hi. Sebastian says hi. I say I love you too.
ringingBlaine: "Hey Kurt, busy at the moment, I'll call you back as soon as I can. I love you. And you say I love you too. Okay, bye for now."
"Blaine, I really need to talk with you. It's about Sebastian and other things. I'm in some difficulty and a little over my head. I love you too."
17th June.
toBlaine: Blaine, pick up.
18th June.
toBlaine: Blaine?
19th June.
toKurt: Hey, battery died on my phone. I'm here now.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Kurt are you coming to the party? They need to organize picking people up from the airport. Call me back, or text me. Okay, I love you."
20th June.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Hey, Kuuuuurrttt. I'm a little rdunk. It's someone's birfdayyyyyyy. I LOVE YOUUUUUUU"
21st June.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Well if you're at the airport, we'll be picking you up at any time. Love you."
22nd June.
toBlaine: I really need to hear your voice. And somehow your answering machine isn't doing it for me.
ringingBlaine: "Hey Kurt, busy at the moment, I'll call you back as soon as I can. I love you. And you say I love you too. Okay, bye for now."
"Blaine?..." sniffle "Blaine, I'm not doing too well. Not hearing you for so long, not even sending me a text message. I thought you said we were going to continue on. I guess I was wrong." Blows nose. "Sorry about that, but… I've been invited to the Smythe's for some party. Finn and Puck will be there. I've been getting to know Seb's family, he's not that bad after all. Well call me. Call me if you want to. I love you too."
23rd June.
ringingKurt: "Hi you've rung Kurt Hummel, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Blaine I love you too."
"Kurt, I ummmm." a zipping sound can be heard. "Kurt, I had too much to drink last night and I made a big mistake. And I really need to speak with you."
toKurt: Kurt? I do love you.
toKurt: Kurt?
toKurt: Kurt, I'm so sorry but I can't do this just for now. I'll concentrate on the rest of the time here. I'll call you back and text you, when you phone or text me.
toKurt: I forgot to write that I love you so very much. So very, very much. And I'm really sorry.
24th June.
toBlaine: Blaine?
~ o ~