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Chapter 1

You're so beautiful

But that's not why I love you

I'm not sure you know

That the reason I love you is you

Being you

Just you

-Avril Lavigne – I Love You

"Hey," Blaine said dumbly after he got over the shock of hearing Kurt's voice again.

"Umm hi." It was obvious that the boy on the other line was struggling to find the words too, maybe because he was confused as to why Blaine called.

"I uh…" He really should've thought about what he was going to say before actually calling. "I didn't want to… you're the only one I could call." Blaine knew that he was being stupid and selfish. What could Kurt possibly do to help him? And even if he could do something then why would he? After everything, Blaine had done.

"Why? What's wrong?" To Blaine's surprise, Kurt actually sounded concerned. But maybe he was just imagining things because he wanted Kurt to still feel something for him.

"I came back. From the… from…" He couldn't say it. He wasn't ready. He still couldn't believe that he wasn't there anymore. "I only know your number and I don't know… I thought maybe you knew someone else's number? Someone who might help me." Blaine was surprised he was able to say all that without choking up or actually bursting into tears that he felt were collecting in the corners of his eyes.

"Where are you? Did something happen? Blaine, give me something here." Now Blaine was sure that he wasn't imagining Kurt's worry because he sounded a bit panicked at the moment.

"I… no. I'm fine. I'm at the New York airport… shit. I don't even know if you're in New York. What was I thinking? I'm sorry Kurt, sorry for disturbing you. I'm gonna go…" Blaine didn't get to finish what he was saying before Kurt interrupted him.

"Oh no. You don't get to do that. Yes, I am in New York, moved here as soon as I finished school like I always wanted. Why are you here? Do you need me to get you?" Blaine couldn't believe that Kurt was ready to drop everything for him and just come pick him up without even knowing what happened. Kurt didn't know that much. Blaine didn't even know if he was aware that Blaine went to the army. They broke up before he made that decision.

"I can't ask you to do that," Blaine whispered into the phone. He wasn't sure he would be able to keep his composure if he saw Kurt when he could barely do it while just talking to him on the phone.

"You're not asking, I'm offering. Now tell me the truth, Blaine. Do you need me to come get you?" Kurt asked.

"I don't know. You don't have to do anything for me, Kurt. Just… do you know anyone else who might…" He was cut off again.

"Blaine. Do. You. Need. Me. To. Get. You?" Kurt asked for the third time, putting emphasis on each word. Blaine let out a breathy laugh. Kurt was just as stubborn as he remembered him to be.

"Yeah. If that's ok with you, though." He quickly added, hearing an exasperated sigh on the other line.

"If it wasn't ok I wouldn't have offered, would I?" Blaine heard Kurt walk around. He heard the jingle of the keys being picked up and then the door opening.

"I suppose," Blaine said and paused. "Thank you, Kurt." He said, quietly.

"No problem. Wait, which airport are you in? This is New York, there are quite a few." Blaine looked around for something that would tell him where he was.

"Umm, John F. Kennedy International Airport. I think. That's what it says."

"Well, that's it then." Blaine could hear a smile in Kurt's voice and he was glad that Kurt didn't seem mad or annoyed with him. "Wait for me there, I'll be there in about half an hour. It's quite the drive."

"I'm sorry," Blaine said. He didn't want to make Kurt drive all the way here. Blaine was sure he had better things to do rather than picking up his ex-boyfriend from the airport.

"Stop that. I said it's fine didn't I?" Kurt reassured. "I'll be there soon ok?"

"Thanks again, Kurt."

"Bye, Blaine. See you soon," was the last thing Kurt said before hanging up. Blaine stared stupidly at his phone, not believing what just happened. Kurt was on the way to pick him up. The same Kurt that he still loved with all his heart.

Blaine was snapped back to his thoughts by a male voice to his right, "Hey man, you alright?" Blaine turned to see the guy who's phone he still held in his hand.

"Oh right, sorry." He said, handing the phone back. "Yeah I'm fine, I think."

"Well, I hope everything works out for you." The guy said.

"Thank you, really." Blaine smiled, wishing the same thing.

Blaine waited for more than thirty minutes for Kurt. Or maybe he was waiting at the wrong entrance. Or maybe Kurt just decided not to come.

Blaine shook his head to get rid of the last thought. Kurt was not that kind of person to just leave him here like that. He was coming. Maybe there was traffic or something?

Blaine was sitting on the bench near the main entrance of the airport. It took his quite a while to find it, this airport was huge. A lot bigger than the one in Ohio. He was looking at the giant glass doors of the airport, waiting for a certain stylish boy to walk through them. He tried desperately to come up with what he was going to say when he saw him but his mind was completely blank. He was too shocked that Kurt actually suggested to help him. Blaine didn't even have to ask.

He froze when he heard a whispered "Blaine" from his side. It was so quiet and barely there but Blaine heard it, even over the noise of the airport. Oh, course he knew who it was straight away without having to look, he would recognize that voice anywhere.

Blaine slowly turned his head and blinked a couple of times when his eyes landed on a figure. Kurt. He changed a lot in the last four years. Blaine couldn't believe his eyes. Kurt had gotten even more beautiful. Blaine didn't think that was possible but here he was. Hair in a perfect quiff and not swept to one side like it was when Blaine saw him last. He was taller too, taller than Blaine by a few inches. His shoulders were broader, obvious that he was working out and his face more masculine. His style was also different; it was more casual than when he was in high school. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple purple shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a pair of sunglasses hung on the shirt. His blue eyes were wide and shone even more than before, they shone with life, unlike Blaine's own.

His appearance took Blaine's breath away, and Kurt seemed just as shocked as Blaine himself. They just stood there like a pair of idiots, just looking at each other, trying to comprehend whether this was actually happening.

Kurt was the first to break the silence, "Oh my god, Blaine!" And Blaine chuckled slightly, humourlessly because he knew why Kurt was surprised. Yes, Kurt changed a lot in the past for years, but he changed for the better. But Blaine was a completely new person, the old Blaine that turned everything into a song, the Blaine that never stopped smiling and wore bow ties, was gone. He was replaced by a worse version of himself.

Of course, Kurt didn't expect to see him in a military uniform with a sling on his right arm. With crazy, curly hair that Kurt knew he hated but gelling his hair was the last of his concerns so he just let it be. He knew that he gained more muscle, military training, and war do that to you. He was also taller than before, still pretty short but he did grow in four years. Of course, Kurt was surprised, Blaine didn't blame him.

"Kurt," Was all Blaine managed to get out "You're here. You're actually here." Blaine thought that two years of constant battle toughened him up at least a little bit. He was sure that they did. He didn't cry over little things anymore like he did when he was younger but he couldn't help it now. Only now he realized how sad it was that there was no one here for him when he came home from being away in the military for years. It was like it hit him in between the eyes that he had to call his ex-boyfriend to come pick him up and not one of his family members. He could've died, there was a bigger chance for him actually dying than coming back alive and relatively ok and no one was here. No one was here to celebrate his 'homecoming'. No one except for Kurt.

He couldn't help bowing his head and pinching the corners of his eyes with his two fingers when he felt the first tears fall. Why was Kurt even here? After what Blaine had done.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" Blaine heard Kurt rushing over to him. He merely shook his head, knowing he would fail if he tried to speak. "Blaine," Kurt saying his name softly and his hand on Blaine's good shoulder did it. It was like this was the breaking point for Blaine and let out a quiet sob. He felt Kurt's hands on his back, pulling his towards his own body and Blaine followed willingly. Letting himself be comforted was never something that Blaine allowed but he just couldn't help it right now. He remembered craving Kurt's touch ever since they broke up and after four years of being depraved he was finally getting it. Blaine wrapped his good hand around Kurt, his injured one trapped between their bodies. He couldn't believe that he was back in those arms. The arms that held and protected him when he was seventeen. He couldn't help but feel like he belonged there, if only Kurt felt the same.