I am truly sorry for how long this took for me to post, and also for this being another short chapter. I really underestimated my work load at school, not to mention I've been babysitting and have had family over nonstop. Anyway, hope you like this! Extreme amounts of fluff ahead, proceed with caution.
The pouring rain outside is relentless. It's all Kurt can hear as he snuggles up to Blaine, his head on Blaine's chest as he toys with his hair. He could fall asleep like this, so content in the safety of Blaine's arms if it wasn't for the constant pattering of the rain against the window that was sure to give him a tick.
He thought about the sound of rain, hitting pavement, splattering on windows, and tapping on top of air conditioners in the middle of the summer, he hated the sounds of rain. The sound that reminded him so much of his mother's funeral, sounds that were so painful for him to hear. He hated the sound of garbage trucks in the morning, rousing him from his sleep with their obnoxious beeping. He thinks about the sound of car alarms that cut through him straight to his core. He thinks of all the sounds he hates, all the sounds that if he never heard them again it would be too soon.
But then he thinks of all of the beautiful sounds that he encounters daily. Waking up to the sound of birds chirping. The constant buzz of chatter in a crowded café as he sips a non-fat mocha. Blaine's laugh. His fathers voice as he asks him how his day was. Music! Music, the most beautiful collection of noises put together to make something truly magnificent. He couldn't imagine a life where music wasn't part of it.
To know that Blaine once knew what it had all sounded like and then one day it was just gone, it was heart breaking. These were things that everyone seemed to take for granted. Kurt had before he met Blaine, he'd never even thought of the possibility of never being able to hear again, that wasn't something that really happened, but Blaine proved that it was.
Blaine who was just like anyone else. Blaine who could do what everyone else could with just a little help here and there. Blaine who didn't let his deafness become a burden, he didn't let it hold him back. Blaine who had way more guts than Kurt, who had been confident enough to write on another boys arm in the middle of a mall in Lima Ohio. Blaine, who Kurt loved.
Kurt's felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach, as he pushed himself into a sitting position, earning a small groan from Blaine. Kurt blushed, god this was going to be hard wasn't it. Maybe he shouldn't say it. What if Blaine didn't say it back? Maybe he should just wait for Blaine to say it… No. He mentally shook himself, this- this felt right. This was them, it was intimate, silent, completely them.
"I- I love you." He didn't know if Blaine could understand his signs with how badly his hands were shaking. "I love you." He signed again, this time his hands didn't shake one bit, because he was sure. He was in love with Blaine Anderson, and he wasn't going to hide it from Blaine, or anyone else anymore.
Blaine blinked, his eyes lit up and the corner of his mouth turned up slowly. He caught Kurt's lips in a hungry kiss before Kurt could even realize what was happening. Blaine licked across his bottom lip, begging for access, which Kurt granted. Their tongues slid together, teeth clanked every now and then but they hardly noticed.
Blaine pushed Kurt back against the pillows, straddling him he signed, "I love you too, so much." He reached up and grabbed a handful of Blaine's curls, dragging him down where he kissed him, smiling against his lips. Blaine moved down to his throat, sucking where his neck met his shoulder. He moaned, and did all that he could to keep his hips from bucking up. He was definitely not ready for anything like that yet. This- this was more than enough for now.
"Blaine." He whined as he continued to mark him. Blaine looked up at him and smiled. He knew how easy it would be to turn Kurt into a complete mess. But instead Kurt grabbed Blaine's face in his hands, kissing him until he was completely pliant in his hands. He flipped them over, kissing down his jaw line, sliding down to his neck…
"Kurt." It was barely a whisper. He almost couldn't hear it over the sound of the rain, but he had. Kurt recoiled; he was now basically sitting on top of Blaine's lap, supporting most of his weight with his legs on either side of him. His hand flew to his mouth. Blaine instantly reddened, removing his hands from where they had rested on Kurt's hips to clasp them over his face.
"No, no, no. Blaine baby," Kurt pried his hands away from Blaine's face. "B, honey, that's not- I'm-" The tears that had pricking the back of his eyes finally slipped over. He didn't want Blaine to feel ashamed of his voice, because it was the most beautiful thing Kurt had ever heard, and if he never got to hear it again just that, just his name would be enough. "I'm just happy. That was amazing. I-just I can't believe you said my name. I don't think you know how much that means to me." He could see Blaine softening. He began smiling.
"I do know how much it means to you, and that's why I've been practicing it for weeks. It- it wasn't supposed to slip out like this." He let his hands fall to his sides, obviously feeling a little self conscious, Kurt could only laugh, a stupid happy grin on his face that was likely going to get stuck there.
"It was perfect."
"You're perfect, and I love you so much." It was amazing how much feeling Blaine could express with his hands, the sheer honesty, and finality in his movements made Kurt shiver.
"I love you more than anything." He signed back before lowering himself into Blaine's arms.
Blaine didn't speak again, and that was fine. Kurt welcomed their familiar silence just as he would welcome the words when Blaine felt comfortable sharing them with him.
Hopefully have another one up by the end of the weekend! Thank you for reading and reviewing you guys are amazing.
