A Place To Be
Chapter 2
Blaine turns and grabs his duffel bag, which he had quickly stuffed this morning, after returning from Kurt's home and before confronting his parents a final time, with his most precious belongings, the ones not already at Kurt's place. He has lived more there than here the last two months of summer anyway.
Knowing he had no intention to stay Blaine is prepared in every way, he thinks, ... he hopes.
'I don't want to care about them anymore,' it is a resolution, something he will have to live by for a while until he can truly feel that way.
'Blue,' the sky Blaine steps under as he moves his feet unsteady but determined over the ground outside is the brightest of blue today.
But Blaine does not notice.
'Brilliant, bright, beautiful blue,' Blaine thinks, and smiles as his eyes meet those of the boy leaning against Blaine's car.
"How did it go?" Kurt asks with a bright but serious look on his face.
"I…I just…"
And Kurt hearing the struggle Blaine is still fighting inwardly spilling out in those broken words darts forward pulling Blaine, who instantly lets go of the bag in his hand, into a tight embrace.
Blaine buries his face in Kurt's chest takes a couple of deep breaths and "…I still cannot believe them. I came to them and told them I was leaving, and what is my father's first response…he pretends he did not hear a word I just said and asks me to leave. They think they can just throw me out like an old outworn piece of furniture. I think that is what always upset me the most, Kurt, that they never acknowledged me as a person. I knew I was not entitled to my own thoughts and feelings in that house, but…even as I leave having taken control of my own life…what is the last thing my father does, he has to try and take it being my decision away from me. Control. I sometimes think people don't matter to him in the least. He only cares for controlling them. He does not love my mom, he loves to control her, manipulate her. Why she is with him though I will never understand. I never like to think of her being so shallow as to be staying just for the money, but…I'm running out of more pleasing alternatives, fast."
Kurt hums softly in acknowledgement of his boyfriend's words, and traces soothing circles into Blaine's back.
"I still don't understand if it's that they don't love me…or…"
"Or?" Kurt echoes in gentle question.
"…or…or if they just don't know love at all. They certainly don't understand love, " Blaine adds with a deep sigh.
"Blaine?"
"Yes?"
"Want to leave?"
Blaine nods into Kurt's chest before both boys pull apart. Blaine feels a surprisingly strong reluctance on Kurt's side to let go completely as they have to to climb into Blaine's car.
And sure enough Kurt's left hand is back on Blaine's right upper thigh as soon as they are settled into their seats. Blaine appreciates the reassuring touch that makes Kurt's presence while Blaine's eyes have to stay on the road all the more real to his senses.
The whole drive back to Kurt's, a strained silence is filling the car, and Blaine cannot shake the feeling that Kurt wants to say something, has been itching to say something ever since Blaine stepped back out of his parent's house.
As they walk hand in hand inside the front door of their now shared home Kurt pulls Blaine into his embrace as soon as the door clicks shut behind them, and almost blurts out "I love you." Then pulls back and says it again, this time his eyes determinedly locked with Blaine's "I love you."
"I love you too," Blaine replies pulling Kurt deeper into his arms again and a moment later into a soft, gentle kiss. "Why were you so quiet on the drive here? Did I do or say something wrong?"
Kurt leans back in and kisses Blaine insistently until he feels the expression of confusion and worry leave Blaine's face and his features soften. Pulling away, eventually, and taking a deep breath, looking right at Blaine, Kurt says "I just couldn't get my mind to form any coherent thought but 'I love you so damn much and I am so proud of you.' I had to fight with myself to keep it in."
"But…why?" Blaine now does not look worried so much anymore as perplexed.
"I wanted to wait to say it somewhere where it really means something, and your parent's driveway just did not feel right, or on the road, or anywhere but here really, in our home."
"Oh," Blaine answers surprised but smiling with tears in his eyes, but his eyes fuller still with love.
"I love you," Kurt repeats, "my brave bushy-haired boyfriend," running one hand happily through Blaine's free curls, hair finally having grown out longer over the time Blaine has already practically lived here.
He has left all his gel supplies behind in that house.
The boys are surprised by Burt and Carole coming in through the front door.
"Hey, boys," Burt says happily as he spots them.
"Did the move go alright?" Carole asks.
"Great," Blaine beams at Carole and Burt, already being pulled into a strong hug.
"Dad," Kurt stands there smiling, "You'll have to let go of my boyfriend some time."
"When you two leave for college in two years, how does that sound?"
"Daaaaaaad!" Kurt scolds playfully, while Blaine already says happily, "Sounds awesome."
Carole watching on is the first bursting out into loud laughter. Blaine's smile is the happiest she has ever seen him.