Guyssssss! You are all so freaking amazing. I've gotten so many prompts, reviews, follows, and favorites, and it means the WORLD :D Thank you sosososososo much! Well, one of the prompts I got was "2. Kurt and Blaine Skype and Kurt talks about how comfortable it is to be in
Bruce's arms at night & Blaine gets upset thinking that Kurt is finally over him. Kurt tells Blaine that he could never be over him." Enjoy and thank you all again! :)
Blaine grinned as Kurt's face appeared on his computer screen. He and Kurt had gotten back into Skype, and he was happy to say that their calls had become more frequent. Once a week, if not more. "Hey, Kurt."
"Hi, Blaine!" Kurt smiled, his eyes sparkling as they always did. "God, I miss you."
"I miss you too." Blaine said quietly, resting his chin firmly on his palm. His gaze travelled to Kurt's lips (his sweet, perfectly defined lips that Blaine wanted to smother with his own) then his jawline (where he used to place a trail of soft, gentle kisses along), then his neck (don't even get him started about the flawless, creamy skin on that goddamn neck).
Blaine furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he saw the thing wrapped around Kurt's shoulder. He tried to figure out what it was, but he didn't have the slightest clue.
"Blaine? Is something wrong?"
Blaine cleared his throat, leaning into his screen so he didn't have to ask. But as he kept looking, he got more and more curious. "Kurt, what's that thing around your neck?"
"Oh." Kurt rolled his eyes with a short laugh, leaning deeper into whatever it was. "This is Bruce."
"Wait...there's someone with you?" Blaine asked, his heart sinking into his chest.
Kurt chucked, shaking his head. He sat up, taking what looked like a pillow of some sort out from behind him. "This is my boyfriend pillow. I named him Bruce." Kurt displayed his so-called 'boyfriend pillow' in front of the camera so Blaine could see. After a few moments, he put Bruce back around him again, cuddling into him/it.
He knew it sounded ridiculous, but Blaine was actually jealous.Of a pillow.
"Why do you have that, Kurt?" Blaine asked, his voice sounding more upset and sad than he meant it to.
Kurt shrugged, leaning his cheek against Bruce, "He provides me with a warm, protective arm while I sleep. And he's a very good cuddler."
Blaine nodded, trying to fight the emotions of heartbreak that were quickly washing over him. "Oh." He mumbled, not even sure if Kurt heard him.
Blaine's features filled with grief quickly revealed themselves to Kurt, and he frowned, knowing something wasn't right, "Hey now. What's wrong?"
Blaine shook his head, forcing a smile on his lips. The fact that he was jealous and upset over Kurt's pillow was really, really embarrassing.
"Aw. I wish I could hug you. You look so sad." Kurt stuck out his bottom lip, the sparkle in his eyes slowly disappearing. He tried to turn the conversation light once again. "I'll send you one if you want."
Blaine locked his gaze with Kurt's for an extremely short moment before Kurt snapped his neck in the other direction. "No, no, no, no, no, no. You know how I am with those puppy-dog eyes, Blaine. If I see them I cry."
"We're not really over, are we, Kurt?" Blaine whispered, looking intently at the table that his laptop was sitting on.
"Why would you say that?" Kurt breathed, tears clouding his vision. He gnawed at his lip nervously, to the point where he almost tastes blood.
Blaine sighed, resting his forehead in his palms, "Everyday I wake up terrified that I'll lose you for good. That some hot, perfect guy will come and sweep you off your feet while I'm stuck here in Lima. And now you have that goddamn boyfriend pillow–"
"The whole reason I got this thing was because I missed you!" Kurt exclaimed, louder than he meant to.
Blaine heard Rachel's voice from another room, "Kurt, everything okay?"
Kurt turned around, nodding his head, "Yep!" He twisted back to face Blaine, inhaling a short gulp of air, "I got it because I need you. And because you're not here with me."
At seeing Kurt so upset, Blaine automatically got the same way, his deep brown eyes turning into a puppy dog's filled with tears. "Y-you're not...over me?"
Kurt shook his head gently, unwrapping himself from Bruce and putting the pillow next to him instead of around. "Don't you get it? I'll never, ever be over you."
Blaine could feel his heart swell with joy, a fresh batch of tears forming in his eyes...but these were the happy kind. The good kind. "I'll never be over you, either, Kurt."
Kurt nodded, smiling softly as he wiped his eyes, "So are we...?"
Blaine nodded, beaming through the screen of his laptop. "Yes. Yeah. Oh my god, we're back together!" He bit the bottom of his lip in disbelief, closing his eyes just for a second. He shook his head, rubbing his hand along the front of his face. "God, I need to see you."
Kurt nodded excitedly in agreement, getting closer to the laptop as Santana walked by, "I need to see you too."
"Open your front door." Blaine murmured, a playful smirk teasing his lips.
Kurt's eyes widened as he began to stand up, "Really?!"
"No, I'm sorry, that was mean." Blaine cringed, feeling suddenly guilty.
"Blaineeeeee!" Kurt groaned, collapsing on the couch, "I really, really want to see you." His voice turned into a whine, which instead of irritating Blaine found adorable.
"We could meet halfway? There's that 24 hour diner right in the middle that we found, remember? We could could go there." Blaine's eyes were hopeful, his usual smile quickly appearing.
Kurt nodded happily, "Yes! Let's go. Right now! Get your keys!"
"We're really gonna do this? It's a four and a half hour drive."
Kurt's grin disappeared, "Oh. Right. Yeah, it's fine. I mean, we won't get there till ,like, one and–"
Blaine placed his finger on his lips, shushing his boyfriend, "I want to go, Kurt. More than anything."
"Good." Kurt confirmed, his lips curving upward, "Me too."
"Okay. I can't wait." Blaine paused, excitement flowing heavily through his veins. "I love you."
Kurt leaned in close to his laptop, "I love you too." He looked towards the door nervously, swallowing a lump in his throat, "Blaine?"
"Yeah?"
"Is it okay if I call you on the ride there? I hate long car rides and...and I really, really missed your voice."
Blaine nodded gently, his eyes becoming full of water for the seventh time that night. He missed Kurt so much, and now that he had him back, he felt like a whole different person. "I was thinking the same exact thing."
"Okay." Kurt murmured. "And Blaine?"
"Yes?"
"I don't want to go the diner."
Blaine's shoulders drooped, and his head hung low, "Oh. It's okay, Kurt. It's late. And it's a long drive. And you're probably really tired after a whole week of classes and–"
Kurt interrupted him, "I wanna go to that motel right down the road from the diner. The Holiday Inn. It's a little farther for you–"
"I don't care." Blaine said quickly.
Kurt smiled, "Okay. I'll see you there?"
"There's no chance in hell I won't be there." Blaine promised, a small, innocent smirk on his lips, "I love you."
"I love you too." Kurt replied effortlessly, his eyes shining with excitement.
Without a word, he grabbed his jacket and phone and walked out the door of his apartment, chuckling to himself.
He went into "favorite" contacts and clicked on the name he knew so well. It started with "B", ended in "E" and it wasn't Bruce.
His favorite voice in the entire world answered, full of happiness of love.
"Hey, stranger."
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