Is It Possible, Mr. Loveable?
Main characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson
Important side characters: Burt Hummel, Blaise (OC), Wes, David, Thad, Jeff and Nick
Pairings: Klaine, mentions of Kurt/OC, Barole (but is that really a warning?)
Fandom: Glee
Author: Myrne
Rated: T
Summary: Soulmate!AU. Kurt will grow old with Blaise. Forever is cut short at his 16th birthday however, when one letter changes everything. Will Kurt accept a future with Blaine, or will he run? Klaine.
Important: I don't own Glee and their characters! I also apologize for any mistakes. English is not my mother tongue. Also there are a lot of P.O.V. changes in this story, so you're all warned.
SORRY for the lateness of this chapter. My life is crazy at the moment; in a good way, though. In between working, I rarely have a day off at home. My days off are always spend with friends, family or somewhere else. So my writing time is limited. Also, it's very short. Sorry about that, but I wrote everything I wanted to write. So, next chapter will be the epilogue!
I gave Blaine's mom a different name than in the show, just because she's another person all together. I love Blaine's mom in the series and she's less likeable in this story, so I made her a whole different person.
Without further ado, enjoy chapter 8, the real last chapter of IIPML, a.k.a. My baby I'm very proud of.
Chapter 8
"I can't get enough of you."
Blaine removed his lips from Kurt's, though with great pain. He wanted nothing more than to keep kissing Kurt until eternity. He watched his soulmate's eyes get misty and he frowned, the mood suddenly changing.
"Hey," Blaine whispered softly, hugging Kurt and pulling him close against his chest, which caused Kurt to literally break down.
"Hey, hey, hey," Blaine cooed, keeping Kurt close to him. Seeing his soulmate break down like that seriously hurt him. He wasn't sure why he suddenly cried like that, but it was his mission to find out and to make him feel better. "I've got you, baby."
"Stop," Kurt suddenly said, while still sniffling.
Blaine widened his eyes and released Kurt immediately, who, with a huff, fell flat on the bed. He frowned and Blaine frowned and wrapped his arms around himself, feeling hurt because of Kurt's rejection, yet again.
"Hey, hey, Blaine? You're shutting me out again. I didn't say 'stop' because I didn't like what you were doing!" Kurt yelled frustratingly, still with tears in his eyes. "I said stop because I'm feeling too much! I'm in love with you. I love you. I said goodbye to Blaise because of you. I hurt a person I'm very fond of. It's not his fault, but it's not your fault either, and why am I still so fucking confused?"
Blaine looked at his soulmate, his heart breaking and his arms ready to hold him again. He should stop feeling sorry for himself and be there for Kurt. Beautiful, wonderful, amazing Kurt who said goodbye to the love of his life for him. Kurt, who turned his whole life upside down to be with him.
"Kurt," he grabbed his boyfriend's hands and stared at him, hazel meeting glasz. He saw Kurt's eyes swirl with emotions and he pressed a tiny kiss to his nose. "Stop fretting. I know you're still confused. You're allowed to make mistakes. Only if you promise me one thing."
Kurt's eyes sparkled with unshed tears. "Yes?"
"You will always talk to me. Explain to me what you're feeling. Explain to me why there are certain things I can or cannot do because of Blaise. I think it's a great sacrifice you took for me. You said goodbye to him, Kurt. He was the love of your life, and I am your new one. And I get it, I get you need to get used to me. I get that you're feeling too much. But please, talk to me. Say everything that's on your mind."
Kurt let out a loud sob and then threw himself in Blaine's arms, craving his warmth. "I love you so much, Blaine Anderson."
"I love you too, Kurt Hummel, everything of you."
Kurt sighed deeply and then looked at his boyfriend, who was seriously the best ever. If the roles would be reserved and Blaise would be his soulmate, Blaise would never be as accepting of the situation as Blaine was.
"Now, you promised me the little tale of your parents."
Blaine suddenly pulled back, pulling up his walls again.
"Hey, you're begging me to talk and now I beg you to talk. I think it's good to talk about them. It keeps it real. And it's real, Blaine, because it clearly upsets you." Kurt's voice was soft and grabbed Blaine's hand, seeing that as the safe option instead of pulling into a kiss or hug.
Blaine let out a deep sigh. "Ofcourse you're right. You sure you're ready for it?"
"I'm ready to know everything about you, Blaine Anderson. And yes, that includes your crappy parents."
"Okay, well, you know I told you I grew up in Westerville, right?"
Kurt nodded, eyes big and keeping himself locked in Blaine's arms, where he felt the safest.
"Okay, so, my brother, Cooper is 7 years older than me. My parents tried to get pregnant after Cooper fairly quickly, but my mom had a few miscarriages. They had almost given up hope and suddenly I was there. My mother always called me her little miracle," Blaine's voice choked with emotion and Kurt tightened his grip on him, encouraging to go on.
"Um, so, my parents are proud people. They are also rich. My grandparents are all rich aswell, so I guess it's the only lifestyle my parents ever knew. They are also members of the church…"
Kurt's breath hitched. Church could talk ugly about homosexuality…
"As I grew up, they dropped the kindness. From the age of 6, I am performing. I perform to be the perfect son of Tobias and Catherine Anderson. I perform to be the better son than Cooper, who ran off to Los Angeles when he announced his life goal to my parents and they didn't approve. I perform to care about religion, but how can I care about something that doesn't want me to be who I am? I found out I am gay fairly early, around my 13th. I was out to my friends from the beginning, but I didn't dare coming out to my parents until I was 15 after a big push from my friends. I was ready to be myself. But they did take it horribly. They stopped talking to me all together for the first week or so after I told them. The only thing I got them to do for me was sign a form to start boarding at Dalton. Good riddance, they must have thought."
"Hey. Just know I'm very happy to have you, okay?" Kurt smiled up at his boyfriend, already so disgusted by Blaine's parents, but not wanting to interrupt the story too much.
"I'm happy too, sweetheart. Well, the fact they ignored me, made me pretty sad, as you can imagine. It made me feel abandoned. My friends made up it, partly, but love from your parents is very important, especially as you're growing up to be an adult…"
Kurt tightened his grip on Blaine and leaned in for a short kiss, which Blaine happily received. "I love you. I will continue to love you until eternity. I will give you a thousand times more love than your parents ever could."
Blaine didn't know when he started crying, but he laughed through his tears. "You're pretty amazing yourself, Kurt. But the story's not finished. Um, they demanded that I would visit them a weekend each month. I disliked going there. The only thing I did there was making my homework, which I can do at Dalton aswell, and having awkward dinners with my parents. After a year of awkward, silent weekends at my parents, they started talking. My father told me homophobic slurs and my mother constantly told me I should look for a nice girl. Because a boy who wants to be a lawyer can't be a homo."
Blaine swallowed, a lump in his throat from talking of his parents. Kurt sensed that and wrapped his hands around Blaine's, providing him with warmth and love.
"This weekend I couldn't take it anymore. They saw I was happy, from your song, our kiss and conversation. I was looking forward to our date. My mother told my father that something was distracting me from homework, even though I was actually almost done, and she told my father. When I came downstairs for drinks, he called you 'my little bitch', and then I just snapped. I told my parents that they couldn't keep me around just because I have a bright future ahead, career-wise. If they want me, they should accept all of me. My father just stared at me, disapprovingly. So I went upstairs, grabbed my bag and ran outside, driving back to Dalton. I haven't heard from them. They haven't tried calling me… They are paying for Dalton though, so I sincerely hope they won't shut me off, or I can't finish my education. And I really want to, to get into law school in New York."
With that, Blaine pressed his lips back on Kurt's and poured all his love in the kiss, making both their toes curl in pleasure. This kiss was a promise, a promise they would share a future together, against all odds. They would stay together, regardless of Blaine's parents, of Blaise and of everyone telling them otherwise. They were soulmates and they loved each other and that was the only thing that counted.
"Thank you for listening, Kurt. You were right. It's good to talk about it."
Kurt looked at Blaine as if he turned crazy. "You listen to me and I listen to you. It's simple as that, just as our love for each other."
Blaine then pressed his lips back on Kurt's. He couldn't live without this boy and he would continue showing him that until they were both grey and old and living in a nursing home, side by side, hand in in hand.
Kurt licked his way into Blaine's mouth as he groaned appreciatively, drowning into Blaine's scent and taste. Everything was Blaine right now and Kurt didn't mind in the slightest. He felt Blaine pulling him closer as their tongues danced around in each other's mouth and Kurt's heart started fluttering, because this was it. This was what he had always wanted. It might not be with the person who he had initially thought about, but Blaine was wonderful. Maybe even more than Blaise.
Blaine was a perfect gentlemen, they complimented each other, without actually looking like each other. Blaise had been so much like Kurt sometimes and it was everything that Kurt had known for years. He thought that if a person would look like you, it would automatically be your soulmate.
He couldn't be more wrong. Blaine wasn't like him at all. He was his own person and Kurt loved him for that. He wasn't as flamboyant as Kurt was, looks-wise, and Kurt found that amazing. He didn't need a person next to him who would wear the same clothes as he did.
Now, Blaine pushed him back into the pillows on the bed, end credits of the movie they neglected rolling in the back ground. But Blaine and Kurt only had eyes for each other, ignoring the sounds of Carole cooking or Burt yelling at the television that all happened downstairs. Even the delicious cookies Kurt baked were forgotten on the night stand, just as their drinks.
Blaine did a particular nice thing with his tongue, which caused Kurt to let out a moan. Blaine froze, which made Kurt freeze and Blaine watched him carefully, as Kurt flushed a furious red, trying to ignore Blaine's intense stare.
"Don't be embarrassed, Kurt. I get turned on by knowing I can please you. It's the best feeling a man can have. Pleasuring his partner."
Kurt blushed an even brighter red, but dared to stare into his soulmate's eyes, who were darker than usual. It made Kurt shudder in pleasure and blink owlishly when Blaine returned the glance and started pressing kisses along Kurt's neck. It just looked so inviting, so Blaine naturally couldn't help it. Can you blame him, though?
The room suddenly felt very hot to Kurt, even though the window was open and a nice breeze circulated through the room. The room was hot, Blaine was hot, their kiss was hot and Kurt felt dizzy, but all for good reasons. He left out little pants and relaxed against the fluffy pillows of his bed.
Then, a loud crash made the whole house shake and Blaine pulled back with a shriek, his heart in his throat. Kurt stayed in a lay down position, eyes just as wide as Blaine's. Then, a "sorry" that sounded a lot like Burt was called through the house.
Kurt started laughing and Blaine looked at him with raised eyebrows, but soon he started laughing with him and within a minute they were full on roaring, rolling on the mattress and clutching their stomachs.
"Stop, stop, Blaine," Kurt breathed out, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes. "My stomach hurts."
"Mine too, sweetheart." Blaine suddenly turned serious again and stared into Kurt's eyes, right into his soul. "Let's cool down for a bit, though. We need a serious conversation about how we look at intimacy. Not right now, but soon, very soon…"
Kurt's eyes sparkled and he nodded. "Yes, you're the best."
"That's not possible, because you are the best."
"I don't consider myself the best, though. I hurt you more than once and I'll regret it forever."
Blaine's eyes grew even softer, grabbing his soulmate's hands. "Hey, hey… I told you already. I don't care about that anymore. I do care about the time we're gonna spend, together."
"I don't wanna repeat myself, but you are the best."
"Thanks, sweetheart."
And the rest of the afternoon was spend kissing, watching movies, talking to Burt for a bit and eating with Kurt, Burt, Carole and Finn.
Blaine felt right at home. Although his parents were his family by blood, these people at this table would become family by heart, he was absolutely sure of that.
