Not sure how good this actually is. I'm just hoping it makes sense. I have slowly become obsessed with Klaine Futurefics. Please try to enjoy it.


Rachel Berry was proud to say that her life had turned out exactly as she'd planned. Six years after graduating from McKinley High, and she still wanted two things above all else. The first was to become a Broadway legend. The second was to marry Finn Hudson. On the eve of her first real Broadway performance, when Finn had finally gained the courage to ask Rachel to marry him, she decided then, when both of those dreams were finally within reach, her life was pretty damn perfect. There was just one thing missing. Kurt Hummel.

Kurt Hummel had long since decided that Broadway wasn't his life long dream, despite the fact that singing had brought him many years of joy. He realized that fashion was always what he was best at. Though his career began with a rocky start, nearly four years after starting his internship at Versace, he had become an assistant to one of the head designers, and a good one at that. Kurt took pride in his work, which was saying something, considering he very rarely took pride in anything.

From the outside, Kurt's life could be considered pretty good. His job was stable, and he enjoyed doing it. His apartment was large, and eloquently designed. He'd done it himself, of course. Kurt would love to say that work and money were the only things he needed in his life to make him happy, and he did tell people that very often, but he was always lying.

He wasn't sure when his life started falling apart. He tried to avoid thinking about it, because he thought he knew the answer to that question. The empty feeling Kurt often had began just a few months before his Junior year of college, which also happened to be around the time he and Blaine Anderson went their separate ways. Though they'd had a clean break months earlier, both agreeing that after almost three years of dating, they should try seeing other people, it wasn't until the summer of their Sophomore year that Blaine had really messed up their relationship.

"Kurt, we can't keep doing this," Blaine spoke one afternoon, as he and Kurt sat across from each other at the Lima Bean. His expression was soft, but his words sounded desperate.

"Keep doing what?" Kurt asked, a little shocked, though he knew this would be coming.

"This," He gestured between them several times, and then sighed at the look of confusion on Kurt's face."Look Kurt, we're broken up. We have been for a while now. Haven't you realized that neither of us has even tried moving on?"

Kurt knew Blaine was right. Neither of them had actually been in a relationship with another person. They'd each had a few dates here and there, but they hadn't moved on in the slightest.

"Are you trying to say we can't be friends anymore?" Kurt didn't want to cry. Not here, in the middle of their coffee shop. The place where they'd said their first "I love you's". The place he and Blaine had so many good memories.

"I don't know. I just know we can't keep hanging out like this," Blaine sighed and looked deeply into Kurt's eyes. He could tell Kurt was trying to fight back tears, so Blaine decided they should leave the populated area.

"We should talk somewhere else."

"Yeah, okay," Kurt mumbled, standing up slowly. His heart felt as heavy as the pressure in his eyes. He surprised himself by being able to speak.

They made their way to Blaine's small Ford Focus. Kurt refused to look at anything but his hands during the walk, and things didn't change as they got into the car.

"Look, Kurt. I love you. I might always love you. But to really give this break thing a chance, we can't see each other every day. We can't go out on coffee dates, or sit in your house and watch a movie we both desperately wish we were ignoring!" Kurt's eyes darted to Blaine's for a second at his last words. Blaine had wanted to kiss Kurt just as bad as Kurt wanted to kiss him that night?

"I'm not saying we can't still talk. I'm not saying we aren't going to be friends..." Blaine was trying so hard not to hurt Kurt. He didn't want to see the pain in his eyes. He couldn't take it.

"You're just saying we can't spend time together?" Kurt hadn't meant for his voice to sound hurt and weak. He hoped Blaine would just ignore it.

"If that's what it takes," Blaine told him,starting his car quickly.

Kurt couldn't remember really talking to Blaine after that conversation. They'd chatted every couple of weeks, but never really opened up to each other. Eventually they did actually see other people. Kurt recalled Blaine having an attractive boyfriend the last time they spoke, a little over four years ago.

Kurt, of course, had his hand at a few relationships himself. None of them turned out particularly well for him, though. Kurt's current boyfriend was almost thirty and worked as a late night news reporter for channel four. He didn't usually like to date older men, but Patrick was kind to him, and they got along well together.

At that moment Kurt sat awake, waiting up for Patrick to arrive back to their apartment, when his phone suddenly rang. His first thought was who in Gaga's name would be calling at this hour? His second thought was, Why am I awake at his hour?

Kurt checked the caller ID quickly, and answered with a confused, "Rachel?"

"Kurt! Hi! I feel like we haven't talked in ages! I miss you? How have you been?"

"Rachel, why are you calling me so late? Is everything alright?" Kurt wasn't sure how to take this late night call from his once close friend Rachel Berry.

"Everything is fine. Listen, I don't know if Finn told you or not, but he proposed to me tonight!" Rachel sounded as though she might subside to tears at any moment and Kurt rolled his eyes dramatically before saying, "Yes, he mentioned to me a few weeks ago that he was going to. That news could have waited until tomorrow, Rach."

"I know. That's not really the reason I called," Rachel admitted sheepishly.

"What is the reason then?" Kurt was trying hard not to sound annoyed, but he'd never been able to hide his annoyance when it came to Rachel.

"Well, I'm doing my first real Broadway show tomorrow, as I'm sure you know." Oh, Kurt knew alright. When Rachel had gotten the part she hadn't wasted any time in informing all the old Glee kids of the news, Kurt being first to know.

"Yes?"

"Well, it's just, I've got an extra ticket. I was wondering if you would come and support me?" Rachel said this all very fast, but Kurt had no trouble understanding her.

"Rachel, I don't know..." Kurt told her, sounding very disgruntled.

"Come on, Kurt. You're the only other friend I have in the city besides Finn, but he doesn't rally count. Anyway, when was the last time you actually left the house to spend time with friends? We miss you Kurt. Not just me, but Finn, and Mercedes too. And probably everyone else from Glee."

"I suppose you've been talking to them about me?" Kurt asked, sounding both annoyed and intrigued.

"Not all of them." Rachel answered, a smile in her voice.

"Alright, I'll go. But if your performance isn't breathtakingly wonderful, I'll never forgive you for making me go," He told her, smiling at his phone.

"Kurt, you're amazing!I won't let you down, I swear! Thank you so much!" Rachel exclaimed.

"Alright, Rachel. It's late, Patrick will be home soon, I should go."

"Wait, Kurt, one more thing. What do you think about an April wedding?"

Kurt was taken aback. It was nearly December. An April wedding would leave very little time for Rachel to plan.

"Isn't that a bit soon?" Kurt asked, trying to avoid sounding skeptical.

"When you know you want something, you've got to reach out and take it. And you can't let it slide through your fingers." Rachel said the words with such passion that Kurt almost laughed.

"Well, with only five months of planning time, you're going to need a little help, aren't you?"

"Oh, Kurt! I was hoping you'd say that." Rachel exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Alright, Rach. Good night. I'll see you tomorrow. The show starts at eight, right?"

"Yes. Good night! See you then, Hun,"

Kurt hung up the phone and sighed. He supposed it would be nice to see an old friend again, though Kurt didn't usually like to socialize. Finn and Patrick were the exception to this rule, and his father and Carol, of course. Family was important, and well, Patrick needed him.