10 Years prior…..
Lying awake in his down covered hay filled mattress, Kurt lay smiling into the pitch black darkness of his bedchamber, reliving his day spent with Blaine down by the shore. A day of fun, laughter, and bliss was remembered as they built a fort from the wet sand lining the beach, watching it later being swallowed by the ocean tide ripple by ripple as the walls broke down from the wave's onslaught. Both Kurt and Blaine laughed in merriment as they ate the chicken, roasted potatoes, and freshly baked bread that they had packed, or more accurately stolen that morning from the angry kitchen chief Mercedes. Just imagining her running around franticly looking for the loaf that just came from the oven caused both boys to giggle. These were the moments that comforted Kurt on nights like this where his Blaine had to leave to return with his Father, King Anthony Anderson, to Dalton, always promising to return to Kurt in a few days time. This was why Blaine was a constant in his mind; thoughts of the boy whom over the last three years had grown to be so much more than a friend to Kurt eased him to sleep that night, just like every night since they met back when both McKinley and Dalton struck a friendly truce. But tonight proved to be different for Kurt. He needed more than just memories of happier times as he was jolted awake by the sound of wailing moving closer to his door…
Three days had passed and Kurt still refused to leave his room; he wanted nothing to do with the world any more. He had lost someone dear and had to endure the hurt alone. His father couldn't even bear to see him, immediately leaving the room upon his entry every time Kurt came to him for comfort the day after that terrible night. So Kurt sat in his chair and waited. He didn't know what he waited for but he knew he couldn't handle this pain alone. So he sat day in and day out by his bedroom window watching the horizon just waiting. On the fourth day Brittney entered his room like she had every day prior but this time he noticed the black suit that she held between her hands. With a nod of understanding and dark circles under his eyes he stood to dress for a day that he willed with ever fiber of his being never to come.
It was truly a fitting day as if even the earth was mourning the death of such a pure soul, he thought as dark clouds started to gather outside his bedroom window. He noticed as well that black banners were hung from every inch of McKinley in mourning as the folks from neighboring towns and Kingdoms arrived to pay their respects to his late mother, Queen Elizabeth Ann Hummel. She was beloved far and wide for her gentle ways that all who knew her say were passed down to her only son…Kurt. Her death was a vicious a blow to both her husband and son as preparations were made for her to be laid to rest alongside his grandmother in the family crypt. With blurry eyes full of heavy tears threatening to fall and the shaking hands of a devastated 14 year old, Kurt tried to button his royal jacket, fumbling with the gold latch a few more times before tan fingers gently wrapped around his squeezing tightly. Shutting his eyes and reveling in the warmth and safety of those hands enclosing his, he let loose a deep mournful sob before being pulled into a bone shattering hug.
"What took you so long?' A frail, innocent sob broke from Kurt as he asked, sinking his face into the crook of Blaine's neck, inhaling the calming scent of his friend that he had always associated with safety and love.
Without breaking his hold, Blaine rushed to comfort his best friend, "I'm sorry Kurt, I'm so sorry… I wanted to be here sooner…last night in fact but Father forbid me from traveling so late. If it wasn't for Marth, our maid, catching me trying to sneak out I would've been here before dawn".
Feeling Kurt nod against his neck eased his troubled heart more so than hearing the softly spoke "K" from Kurt's lips as they brushed against his skin. Tightening his arms around the slender waist of his friend, Blaine tried to pull him closer, never wanting to be parted from him or to cause any more pain for his Kurt.
"Don't leave me too…Please? I've waited for you."
Caught off guard by Kurt's question, Blaine pulled back just far enough to stare into his perfectly beautiful eyes that spoke of uncertainty but hope. The look in those eyes left him completely breathless. He had heard of the forced self isolation by King Hummel himself; who upon Blaine's arrival immediately sent him to Kurt. Not that Blaine needed to be told; his first intuition upon entering the gates of McKinley was to find and protect Kurt. Inhaling deeply, breathing in Kurt's scent, Blaine whispered, "Only death would ever part me from your side Kurt, I will always be with you…I am forever yours." Kissing Kurt's forehead Blaine quickly finished buttoning the black mourning coat that hung loosely off the defeated shoulders of Kurt as both boys heard their names called from somewhere within the castle.
Making his way down the granite stairs leading from his room to the main courtyard, Kurt took Blaine's hand with a firm grip as he raised his head high, voiding his face of all emotion, only letting go after a reassuring squeeze. As he approached his father, the King was standing stoically at his right as both Father and Son greeted the arriving guests with their emotional masks firmly in place, neither wanting to cause the other more pain by showing how deeply lost they both felt.
After everyone was seated The King and his son made their way down the aisle, a pair of warm hazel eyes locked with the saddened blue of Kurt's. A small nod was all that was needed by a head of boundless dark curls to set his stomach aflutter which in turn gave Kurt the courage he so desperately needed to silence his wailing heart. Knowing that those eyes were focused solely on him made the approach to his mother's casket more bearable.
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