A/N: Hey everyone! Not much to say here, so please, continue to read, review, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Glee...yet...*evil laughter* Nah, I'm just kidding...but seriously? It would be so awesome!
Friday morning came all too soon, Blaine thought as he sat next to Kurt for their last breakfast together at Dalton. They made small talk as they ate their pancakes, but Blaine wasn't really paying attention to what they were talking about. But how could he? Nothing significant had happened since he had professed his love to Kurt on Wednesday. Blaine didn't know what he had expected to happen. He didn't know if he'd wanted anything to. However, he certainly didn't expect Kurt to say nothing, just ignore it.
Blaine sighed quietly as he came to a conclusion he thought made sense. Kurt had told him about his unrequited love for Finn. And how Kurt had never had anyone actually like him. He probably didn't know what to do. He was so used to crushing on straight guys, (yes, Blaine had heard about Sam too) that he didn't expect anyone to like him back. His heart reached out to Kurt. He wanted Kurt to know what it felt like to be loved. But Blaine couldn't show him because Kurt was leaving. 'If you love something, set it free. If you love something, set it free.' Blaine found this had become his mantra recently, and he repeated it in his head now.
Suddenly, Kurt stood up. "I'll be right back." he said
Blaine didn't ask where he was going, and ten minutes later, when Kurt came back, he dove right into the conversation Wes and David were having, so Blaine couldn't ask him where he had gone.
Slowly, everyone finished eating, and as Kurt and Blaine got up to leave, Kurt turned to Blaine and asked, "Can you come with me to my room?"
"Sure," Blaine replied.
They walked to Kurt's room, talking as they went. They reached his room, Kurt opened his door, and they walked in. The room was pretty much empty, except for the furniture, two suitcases, and a duffel bag.
"I was wondering...if you could help me bring my stuff downstairs?" Kurt asked Blaine.
"Of course, when are you leaving?"
"Now, actually," Kurt replied
"Alright," Blaine said as he picked up a suitcase and the duffel bag.
"You got that?" Kurt asked.
"Yea, it's fine." Blaine smiled
Kurt smiled too. "Thanks." He picked up the remaining suitcase and said "let's go."
They walked out of the room, a bit of an awkward silence falling over them as they reached Kurt's car. Kurt opened the trunk, put the suitcase he was holding inside, then took the suitcase and the duffel bag from Blaine and put them in too. Then he closed the trunk and him and Blaine just stared at each other.
"Well..." Kurt trailed off. He looked at Blaine, and regretted for a second that he was leaving. But he continued looking at Blaine and realized that Blaine just wanted him to be happy. He would miss Blaine. Miss seeing him everyday. Miss his adorable laugh and amazing advice...
Blaine remained silent and looked closely at Kurt. Looked at the way his hair was perfectly styled. Looked at the way his cheeks were already starting to turn a bit red from the bitter cold. Looked at how small and perfect his lips were. Blaine sighed. He wanted so badly to embrace Kurt and just kiss those perfect lips. But he knew that after the sudden incident with Karofsky that he couldn't do that to Kurt. So he settled for pulling Kurt into a tight hug and whispering into his ear, I will miss you so much. Stay safe."
Kurt pulled out of the hug and smiled, "I will."
And then he walked towards the driver's seat, opened the door, got in, and closed the door. Then he lowered the window and Blaine walked up to it.
"I'll miss you too. Which is why we'll just have to hang out soon."
Blaine smiled as Kurt closed the window and backed out of the parking space. Kurt drove and turned away, and Blaine watched the younger boy head towards freedom.
Blaine walked back to his room with a feeling of emptiness in him. Kurt was gone. He had left. He wasn't coming back. Blaine opened the door, and walked in his room. Something on the table next to his bed caught his eye and he walked towards it. Upon coming closer he saw it was Pavarotti in his cage, and there was a note folded next to it. The outside of the note said 'Blaine' in Kurt's neat script. Blaine opened up the note to find more of the same handwriting. It read 'Dear Blaine, I didn't know what to do with Pavarotti. I was actually considering setting him free, but he can't fly, so it wouldn't have really worked…' Blaine could almost hear Kurt laughing here. 'So I've given him to you. It's up to you what you do with him, and you probably can't keep him, considering he kind of belongs to everyone in the Warbler's, but maybe let him stay with you for one night? I know you'll take great care of him, whatever you decide to do. Love, Kurt.'
Blaine smiled. So this must have been where Kurt had gone during breakfast. Blaine still found it absolutely adorable how attached Kurt had become to the bird. Blaine knew he would let Pavarotti stay with him as long as he could, before the other Warbler's started to wonder where he had gone
After the two-hour drive, Kurt finally pulled into his driveway. He took his belongings out of his car, walked up to his house, unlocked the door, and let himself in. He brought his things down to his room, and sat on his bed. He was home.