A/N: Here I am, sorry for the delay but I had the tests and exams in this days. Everything went good luckily :3
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Act Four: Talking.

Blaine was still looking at Kurt, he just couldn't stop. After a few moments Kurt moved from the spot where he was standing to pick up his messenger bag from the couch, perhaps he had seen that he was looking at him. Blaine didn't want him to leave like this, without a word, he wanted to talk to him, to reassure him a little for what happened with Wes and the others. They had never really talked again after the break up, never. The only time he had heard Kurt's voice was something like ten days ago, during a Warblers rehearsal, when the taller guy accidentally stamped over one of Blaine's feet during a choreography.

"Sorry" he whispered in a hurry, red in the face and looking at him for an instant, eyes filled with fear.

"Why are you afraid of me Kurt?" Blaine thought, looking at him open-mouthed and trying to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth, and Kurt had already walked away.

"That's ridiculous, we've been best friends, we've been boyfriends and also lovers. Yeah, we are not like that anymore but why should we not speak to each other? I mean, I know I broke his heart but I still care about him and surely he still does it too, maybe he still lov-" Blaine shrugged his inconstant thoughts away and took a deep breath: "Courage".

"Why are you looking at me Blaine? Leave, please, please, please." thought Kurt, picking up his bag as fast as he could. He realized that the guy was looking at him a little to intensively and now he just wanted to run away from that room and especially from Blaine's hypnotic eyes before they could trap him. Kurt was already nervous and embarrassed for the rehearsals, and now Blaine was there, staring at him for no reasons. He felt his heart pounding fast in his chest and the blood started colouring his cheeks. "Dammit", he thought. He had just finished picking up his stuff from the couch and now he could finally leave. But when he turned around towards the door..

"Kurt".

Kurt's jaw dropped and his eyes got wider, looking at nothing, 'cause his sight fogged. Every muscle of his body collapsed, his arms fell to his sides and his right hand opened, slowly letting the bag fall on the floor. It was his voice. It was Blaine calling his name, trying to talk to him after weeks of silence. Kurt never thought it could be so beautiful to hear his voice again, he just thought it would be painful, like the memory of his voice was. But now it was merely beautiful, even if the pain would have surely come after. Blaine had whispered his name sweetly but firmly at the same time, as he used to do sometimes when they were boyfriends. It was like an angel calling his name; "Ew, I reached another level of ridiculousness with this" he thought, shrugging the thought of Blaine-angel. What shall he do? Shall he turn around and face Blaine, or shall he run away, as he always did? He sighed and closed his eyes, focusing on not looking at the shorter boy's ones.

"Kurt, y-you don't need to look at me if you don't want to. I, I just wanted to know if you're okay". Blaine's voice was trembling, apparently he was as nervous as Kurt was. As he heard the words coming out from his ex boyfriend's mouth he could just think: "Oh, so now you care?" Blaine wanted to know if he was alright? Ho-how the hell could he dare to ask this question? Was it a joke? Kurt decided to keep his bitterness and disbelief inside of him. He took a deep breath and turned around to face his heart-breaker's eyes.

"Yeah, I'm-I'm fine" he said, faking a smile. He couldn't help but stutter a little, looking in Blaine's fucking eyes after that incredibly long time was distracting him and making his heart pound so strongly that it almost hurt.

"Oh well, okay I.. so I guess" Blaine frowned, searching for words. He looked around and licked his dry lips. That gesture made Kurt's heart pound even more. He know Blaine was just nervous, he didn't mean to look sexy, but licking his lips, no, that was not fair. Not in front of his still-in-love-ex-boyfriend. "Nothing, I-I just wanted you to know that, uhm, it's all okay. I, I mean with Warblers you know, forgive Wes, you know him". He looked in Kurt's eyes and smiled a little. Blaine saw that Kurt's blue eyes were shiny now, 'cause tears were filling them.

"Yeah, yeah I know. I-I-hav-I have to leave, excuse me Blaine". And said that, Kurt picked up his bag and walked away quickly. Blaine stood there, upset. He just talked to Kurt. And Kurt left, on the edge of crying.

"Oh freaking God, why did I do it?" murmured Blaine, pushing his head in his head, rubbing his eyes and temples. It looked like another headache was starting to develop. He couldn't stop thinking about Kurt's astonished expression when he called his name, and his eyes holding back tears as he left the room. Talking to him, Blaine just wanted to comfort him but instead he hurt him even more. He had not thought that Kurt probably just didn't want to hear anything from him, he hadn't thought of how much uncomfortable the other boy could have felt.

"I've been so selfish", he thought.

"Okay Kurt, you're overreacting. Calm down, hell, he just wanted to reassure you he just wanted to be nice it did not mean anything else, he didn't want to hurt you or to ask intrinsically forgiveness, he just wanted to be nice. He's Blaine-dapper-Anderson, did you forget? You're so pathetic instead, running away like this, crying like a baby". Kurt's thoughts ran through his brain too quickly to be constant or meaningful. Yes, he was definitely overreacting, but holy shit Blaine had just talked to him, after more than three weeks, he talked to him. He had been so nice, he, he, why the hell had Blaine be nice? He broke up with Kurt, he should be hating him or whatever the ex boyfriend's do. Kurt would have loved to hate Blaine, but he just couldn't. He could have never hate him. He thought that when you love someone so much and then everything ends, you just can't erase all the happy moments you spent with that person. Even if eventually he shattered your heart, you will always remember that person as the one who made you feel butterflies in the stomach. Happy memories will always live in your heart, but you'll try to suppress them and remember only the bad things that he did to you, you'll try to hate him. That was what Kurt was trying to do, but it wasn't easy. Both the happy and bad memories were hurtful for him. After a few minutes he reached his dorm room, Jeff wasn't in there, probably he was with Wes and David. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He put his bag on the desk chair and took his Dalton's blazer off, and then he lied on his bed, closing his eyes and trying to fall into oblivion.

"Kurt, please, look at me". Blaine whispered sweetly, trying to convince his boyfriend. He just couldn't believe that they were fighting for something so stupid. He understood that Kurt wouldn't have looked at him, and so he sighed and impatiently took the taller boy's face in his hand and forced him to look in his eyes. Kurt was looking at him with wide eyes and breathing quickly, he looked angry.

"What, what do you want Blaine?" he asked bitchy.

"Kurt, stop it. I can't even understand what's the matter!" exclaimed Blaine.

"You don't understand?" asked Kurt pushing Blaine's hands away from his face, his voice an octave higher, -"You lied to me, you said you have never been somebody's boyfriend and now you tell me that you had actually dated something like three guys and went beyond kisses with one of them? This is the matter Blaine!" yelled him. Fortunately they were alone, or anyone in Dalton would have heard him, well maybe someone next to Blaine's room did. Kurt took a deep breath and stared in Blaine's eyes. "I thought you would've never lie to me".

"I did not lie to you! Kurt we weren't even together when I said that, and however that was true: I've never been someone's boyfriend. Yes I dated some guy but that didn't mean that we were boyfriends! Those boys meant nothing to me, and yes I went further with one of them, but if this is what interests you, I didn't have sex with him. We did something else, and now I regret of that. I was younger and curious, a true teenage-guy case. You can't be mad at me for what I did in the past, because what I did meant nothing" said Blaine. He looked in Kurt's suspicious eyes and sighed. He stepped forward and took one of Kurt's hand in his ones, putting them on his chest.

"You know what really means to me, Kurt? You. You're completely different from all the other guys, they were nothing. Instead, you are everything to me Kurt Hummel". Blaine looked at him intensively, hoping that the other guy could understand how true his words were. Kurt stared at him open-mouthed in silence for a while.

"You really mean it, Blaine?" he whispered, smiling slightly while a tear of happiness fell on his porcelain-cheek.

"Of course I do Kurt" said Blaine, dropping Kurt's hand and cupping his boyfriend's face, -"I would never say something like that if I didn't really mean it. You're so important to me, Kurt, that you can't even imagine it". Blaine kissed the tear that was running down Kurt's face and smiled fondly to him. The other boy trembled at the touch of Blaine's lips on his skin, and smiled back to the beautiful boy in front of him, then he suddenly put his arms around the shorter boy's shoulders, hugging him so strongly that they both couldn't breathe.

"How do you manage to be so perfect?" Kurt said, with his head ducked between Blaine's neck and collarbone.

"Oh, don't be silly, love. I'm not perfect" said Blaine, caressing Kurt's hair and inhaling his intoxicating scent.

"Well, you are to me", whispered Kurt, pulling back from the hug, but with his arms still around Blaine's neck, holding him close, - "oh, and yes, you're forgiven, in case you had any doubt. Sorry, for that, I've been stupid. I guess I've been.. a little jealous", said Kurt biting his lower lip.

"A little?" asked Blaine sarcastically, raising an eyebrow.

"Alright, I've been really fucking jealous. And so? You're mine Blaine Anderson. My own property, and I swear I'll kill anyone who will try to take you away from me" said Kurt smiling, but completely serious.

"Hey, I'm not going anywhere" whispered Blaine smiling, and finally he put an end at the fight kissing his boyfriend.

"Guess what Blaine? You did instead", thought Kurt. When everything became too hurtful he stood up quickly and walked towards the bathroom searching for something which would have helped him, he had to find something that would've potentially hurt him. He looked around the bathroom, but he couldn't find nothing in his side so he walked towards Jeff's closet and opened the drawers furiously, looking for a razor. Kurt used the electric shaver so he did not have one. He messed up with the drawers content for a few minutes until he finally found a razor. He smiled and cheered, jumping for the happiness. Then he thought of where he could "shave" himself. He opted for his arm, he didn't know why, he just thought that there he could have easily cover the scars. He took off his shirt and looked at his white immaculate skin, then at the blades of the razor, and finally, after a few seconds, he tilted the razor and pushed it against his skin. It was hard to find the right angle so that the blade could actually cut, instead of shave, but he finally found it and the pleasure of pain spreading in his brain made him shiver and groan.

Sorry for the mistakes. Hope you'll like it, maybe I'm pushing too far with the drama. Well tell me!