This stage is called 'Depression'. I want to express the fact that I am not an expert, and have not tried to write this as if Kurt was suffering from Depression itself. I am attempting to write it as if Kurt is displaying a few of the symptoms. I do not mean to cause any offense to those suffering with Depression. Furthermore, I do not wish to cause anybody worry over their own or other's behaviour – this is not necessarily an accurate portrayal of clinically diagnosed depression.
With Valentine's Day quickly approaching, Elliott had noticed a significant decline in Kurt's behaviour. It started with a declined invite for a cinema trip. Then he heard that Kurt was not his usual self at work – since their meeting before Christmas Elliott had found himself and Isabelle corresponding on a regular basis. It was mostly about the pros and cons of studs, or whether celebrities should really be trying to follow the skin-tone clothes trend, but still. They were talking. The final straw was when Kurt backed out from their weekly coffee at the last moment.
Frustrated and worried, the dark-haired man found himself marching up to Kurt's front door and knocking rather more aggressively than he intended to. The poor door didn't enjoy the treatment either by the looks of it, as it rattled in its frame. Elliott tried not to feel bad for the inanimate object.
He was rescued from the tangent that his thoughts had moved down by the sound of shuffling on the other side of the poor door, before it was pulled open to reveal a less than happy looking Kurt.
"What are you doing here E?" He sighed. The older man looked at Kurt, unimpressed. It was clear that he was wearing clothes that had long since gone out of fashion! And his hair was a mess! It even looked like he hadn't been completing his skin-care regime before bed. It was quite clear that the younger man was not looking after himself to his usual standard.
"I'm here to help you out of whatever it is you're dealing with." Elliott informed the other, making sure to infuse his words with every ounce of stubbornness he had. It seemed this tactic worked, as Kurt just sighed again and opened the door further. Upon entering the flat, the older of the two noticed that at least he was keeping the place clean, and that Kurt had been eating (as evidenced by the sandwich that he had clearly interrupted the eating of). This was resolvable.
"Right then. What's up Kurt?" Kurt opened his mouth to answer but Elliott stopped him, "Before you say 'I'm fine', you quite clearly aren't. Just tell the truth."
A third huff left the brunet's mouth. "I'm just not feeling up to doing much at the moment."
"I don't mean to be blunt," At this, Kurt shot him an incredulous look, to which he responded with a playful glare, "But is this because of Blaine? And Valentine's Day? Because you don't need him to have a good Valentine's!"
"You really don't hold back do you E?" Kurt chuckled but it was without any true mirth. "I hadn't really thought about why I was feeling like this. I was just feeling… bad, I suppose. But thinking about him, that does make me feel worse. So maybe it is that? I don't know."
Well, seeing as Elliott was being forward, he may as well just continue! "Have you thought about going on a date? Trying to get over him actively? Or even just finding something to do that's not work?"
"I don't want to date right now. I need a little more time. But I suppose I could start a class or something." Kurt said, curling up on the sofa and mulling the idea over. After that, the two sat next to each other, just chatting to each other in quiet tones about random topics. It felt, to Elliott at least, that things were going to start improving from here.
Elliott took to visiting Kurt every other day or so, stopping off at the café for their favourite coffees on the way. It seemed to him that every time he walked over the threshold of the other man's apartment, there was an improvement in Kurt's behaviour. First he started wearing colourful clothes again. Then they became colourful and current-season. Then his face-regime (which Elliott viewed as the most accurate indication of Kurt's mental wellbeing) was resumed, and his skin became the glowing source of envy that it had been prior to the younger males' struggle with his thoughts. He had even started a class in drumming - a skill that Elliott would never have associated with Kurt. But apparently that was the point. Get a fresh start, a new focus. Something that had no relation to Blaine Anderson.
The more time that Elliott spent with Kurt, the surer he was of a few facts. One, Kurt was managing, learning to live a life without Blaine. Two, whether he realises or not, Kurt is better off without Blaine. Three, Elliott was growing more and more attached to the young brunet every time he saw him. And four, he would not make any moves, not until Kurt was in a better place.
But, all things considered, whilst not sorted, life was looking up.
Hope that the chapter didn't cause any insult or harm, and that you guys actually enjoyed it! Only one chapter left!