Here's the next chapter. I know I said it was going to be longer, but I promise for sure the next one will be. Hope you enjoy (^-^)
- Glee -
It took awhile for Kurt to get used to staying with the Andersons. There was always so people around at any given time and he wasn't used to so many people who were bigger than him. Thankfully Blaine was there with him a lot of the time, playing with him and just keeping him company in general. When they weren't together, Kurt spent his time with his mother, helping out whenever he could with her cooking the meals and the cleaning around the house. He wanted to learn all he could so he could help, since there were only a handful of other people who help out around the house.
Everything was going great once the family got into the swing of things of the manor. That was, until Elizabeth Hummel grew ill shortly after Kurt turned eight. She tried so hard to keep up with her work, but as the days passed, she grew more and more tired. Within two months, she was barely able to get out of bed. She only had enough strength to get to the restroom and back. Burt and Kurt both did their best to keep her comfortable and as happy as she could be.
She lasted for another month before the disease took her from them. She slipped away peacefully and there was a small funeral held for her. Everyone spent the day dressed in black to show their mourning. It was a week later when Blaine found Kurt hidden away in an isolated corner, sitting on a window bench. He was staring out the window, watching the rain fall with his eyes red-rimmed. He was still wearing his mourning clothes and an uncomfortable feeling twisted in Blaine's stomach.
He walked over silently, taking a seat on the far side of the bench, giving Kurt some space. They sat there in silence for quite some time before he scooted closer. He didn't say anything as he took the pale hand, squeezing gently, hoping to show that he was there for him. No words were said, just Blaine watching Kurt watching the rain. He moved his hand to rub Kurt's back gently, feeling the tension in the small body slowly start to drain.
He scooted closer when Kurt finally turned towards him. There was a second of silence before he found himself with an arm full of crying boy. He wrapped his arm around the trembling body, pulling him closer, rubbing his back. He made some comforting noises from the back of his throat, his heart aching with how much pain his friend was going through. He hummed a random tune, just waiting it out. He knew that it would be better in the long run if he waited and not tried to get the crying to stop like anyone else would.
When the sobbing slowly trickled down to just the occasional sniffle, Blaine pulled back. He hesitantly helped wipe away the tears, the ache inside him easing some at the grateful smile Kurt gave him. He put a reassuring smile on his face, hoping to help cheer his friend up. "Tell me about her?" he asked. Of course he knew about Elizabeth, but she wasn't someone with whom he spent a lot of time talking to. But even if he had known everything he could about her, he still would have asked, if only to see the way Kurt seemed to relax.
Kurt gave a watery smile, gave one last little sniffle before he nodded. "Of course." he said, frowning for a second at how shaky his voice sounded. He took a moment before he started talking, going on and on about anything and everything he could think of about his mother. He told of the way she would laugh when his father did something embarrassing. How she would always cheer him up when he was feeling down. The way she would take care of both her men when they were sick. There was one story that took place last year, where both Kurt and Burt were sick with the flu and Burt was complaining more about it than Kurt was.
Blaine smiled and laughed at the appropriate points during the stories, the ache in his chest easing with each one told. His hand kept up a constant rubbing along Kurt's back, unaware that he was even doing it. It was hours later before Kurt stopped talking and they stood.
"Come on. Let's go play outside." Blaine said, taking hold of Kurt's hand and tugging gently to get him to start moving. "We'll do whatever you want."
Kurt smiled, all his tears dried up. "Let me go change first." he said, reluctantly pulling his hand away. "I'll meet you out back."
They exchanged one last smile before going their separate ways. Blaine glanced back at Kurt's retreating figure, vowing to himself to do whatever he can from now on to keep Kurt happy. He was going to keep that promise, unaware that Kurt would also be making that same promise in the next few years.
- Glee -
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