A/N: It's been awhile. I'm sorry, I'm physically and emotionally not-so-good. /: Anyway, enjoy the update.


Chapter Seven: In Dreams You Will Lose Your Heartache

Blaine casually tossed a white, fluffy towel in Kurt's general direction. They had a long day, it was ten o'clock, and the two teens were ready for bed. Kurt grinned and grabbed the towel, setting out his things in the bathroom.

"Blaine, seriously, the only things you brought are hair gel, a toothbrush, and toothpaste. Seriously?" Kurt asked increduously. "I mean, come on."

The soloist shrugged. "I figured I'd use the hotel shampoo and soap and stuff." He unzipped his dark green suitcase and pulled out some pajama pants. "Do you want first shower?"

Kurt nodded. "Yes. Do you see how I look? My hair is a mess and don't even get me started on my complexion."

Blaine laughed. "Kurt, you look good right now, trust me."

The countertenor raised one delicate eyebrow. "Quit lying through your teeth to make me feel better, Blaine. I'm not stupid. I know you're my friend and you don't want to hurt my feelings, but I know I look bad," Kurt joked. He smiled and gathered his toiletries and made his way to the bathroom, shutting the door with a resounding THUD.

Blaine sighed and flopped back onto his bed. What was he going to do? He couldn't tell Kurt how he felt. Kurt probably didn't even feel remotely the same. He was hopeless.

He listened to Kurt's faint singing through the thin walls. 'A dream is a wish your heart makes...'

He sat up. 'When you're fast asleep...'

Blaine scrunched his eyebrows together in an attempt to hear better. 'In dreams you will lose your heartache...'

He smiled and crawled closer to the door. 'Whatever you wish for, you keep...'

He thought it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever heard. It was carefree and gorgeous and Kurt. 'Have faith in your dreams and someday...'

Blaine began to sing lower harmony to the melody Kurt was singing, and grinned in satisfaction as their voices blended perfectly. 'Your rainbow will come smiling thru...'

This was Blaine's favorite part of the song. 'No matter how your heart is grieving...'

He could hear Kurt turn off the water and he scurried back to his bed. 'If you keep on believing...the dream that you wish will come true!'

Kurt finished the song and Blaine felt the strangest urge to clap uncontrollably.


Wes groaned and sunk into the cushy bed. "Look, David, I understand, I really do. But I need the first shower!"

David grimaced and stomped his foot jokingly. "Wes!" He whined uncharacteristically. "I really, really want to shower!" He pouted his lower lip and batted his eyelashes.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty, pretty please with Klaine on top?"

Wes raised an eyebrow. "Klaine?"

"Kurt and Blaine!" David nodded happily. "Klaine."

"Why would I want that?"

David shrugged. "Well, I'm taking a shower. Have fun."

Wes was too tired to care.


Blaine slipped underneath the cool sheets, his curly hair wet. He went shirtless that night, to Kurt's surprise. He sighed in contentment and whispered across the dark room, "Goodnight, Kurt."

He could see the other boy, even through the blackness, grin. "Goodnight, Blaine."

He slipped into peaceful oblivion. However, he was awaken by whimpering.

"Kurt?" Blaine whispered hesistantly.

Sniffles.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.

A quick, muffled 'no' was the response. Blaine frowned. "You can talk to me. Come here." He attempteed to soothe. He saw Kurt stand in the dark and walk silently over to Blaine's bed.

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked gruffly, his voice thick and heavy from crying.

"Absolutely." Blaine held open the covers and Kurt slipped in beside him.

"Okay, do you want to tell me what's wrong now?" Blaine asked, his arm flung across Kurt's pillow, right above his head. Kurt turned and looked Blaine in the eyes, his nose almost touching Blaine's.

"I had a nightmare." Silence. "Karofsky found me at Dalton and he tried to kill everyone." More silence. "I was scared."

Blaine nodded. "Of course you were. I would be, too."

"You must think I'm so weak." Kurt admitted softly. "For crying, and...being upset."

Blaine shook his head admantly. "No, I would never think that, Kurt. You are one of the bravest, kindest, most compassionate people I've ever met. I would never think of you as weak."

Kurt moved slightly, causing his head to rest on Blaine's arm. "Thanks, Blaine, I feel better now." His eyes closed and soon, Blaine felt Kurt's deep, even breathing and knew he was asleep.

He looked at the plain ceiling. Yeah. He had it bad.


A/N: I'm sorry this was SO short. But, an update is an update, right?

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