10th January

You Won't Feel A Thing - The Script

I heard the door bang. He's home! I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could, almost knocking over the hallway table in my rush to get down. And there he stood, as gorgeous as ever. His honey eyes looked at me, right into my soul. Like he always has.

"Kurt."

I let out a sob as I threw my arms around him. "You're back. You're home."

He laughed. "Yes. Yes I am."

Tears of joy streamed down my face. He was back, in my arms. And I could never let him go again. "I love you. I'm so proud of you, darling, you know that?"

He laughed tearfully. "Yes, I think I know."

"Oh, Jack…" I hugged him even tighter. There was no way that I was letting him leave again. He was here now. That was all that mattered. "Promise me you'll never leave again?"

He smiled, squeezing me. "You don't want me to make a name for myself?"

"Oh, don't be silly." I breathed his smell in. "But I hate being without you. You know I do."

"I know."

"And what you've been through-"

"I know. Please."

"I'll do anything to protect you."

"I know."

We finally pulled away from the hug, laughing as we saw how much the other was crying. I reached an arm up to stroke his arm comfortingly. "You're here. You're really here." I took his hand and lead him into the lounge, sitting him down. "You're safe now."

"With you attacking me with hugs every five seconds?" he teased.

I stuck my tongue out. "You know you love it."

He giggled. "True. I do." He sighed. "It's like I've never left."

"Hey, come here." I collected him in my arms, hugging him tight. He rested his ear next to my heart, just like he always had. I stroked his hair, pressing a kiss into his hair.

I'm glad he went to New York to chase his dreams. I am. But I'm not glad of the pain he had while there. I'd give my life to protect him. In an instant. But right then he needed me. He needed me to let him ignore everything that had happened. And I wasn't about to take that away from him. "I love you so much, Jack." I pressed another kiss into his hair. He snuggled under my chin, just like he'd done when he was younger.

"I love you too." Silent tears started to fall down his cheeks again, this time in pain.

"Oh, baby." I hugged him closer, my heart breaking in two.

The next time he spoke, his voice was thick, attempting to stop the tears that were coming. "When will Blaine be back?"

I hugged him tighter. "Soon. Your dad will be back soon."

And then the door banged shut for a second time.