Can You Feel the Love Tonight
A/N: Written for the Klaine Valentine's Day Challenge 2016 – Day 13: "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" by Elton John.I am writing this author's note before I begin writing the story, as always, only this time, I have NO idea what this story is going to be.Let's start typing and see what happens, shall we?*Sits and stares at cruel blinking cursor and blank screen.*Oh, and PS for those of you who have been reading along – I did a double-post of Chapters 11 and 12, so you might have missed 11 ("Chances Are") when it posted.Hope you go back and check it out!
Blaine sat at the small upright piano in the apartment, just as he had done every evening at this time for the past two weeks. He paused for a moment in thought and, coming to a decision, flexed his fingers before placing them in position on the keys and beginning to play. He swayed slightly, his mouth turning up at the corners as he remembered the first time he and Kurt had watched this movie together. The brief instrumental introduction was coming to an end, and he started to sing softly.
There's a calm surrender to the rush of day
When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away
An enchanted moment, and it sees me through
It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you
They'd just been kids at Dalton, hanging out with some of the Warblers for a movie night in Blaine's dorm room. He and Kurt had only been dating for a couple of weeks, and it was all still so new and overwhelming. Blaine hadn't been sure how comfortable Kurt would be with showing affection in front of the other guys, so he'd kept his hands to himself and waited for Kurt to take the lead. They'd been sitting close to one another for most of the movie, but when this song came on, Kurt had moved almost imperceptibly closer and very slowly laid his head on Blaine's shoulder.
And can you feel the love tonight?
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we've come this far
And can you feel the love tonight?
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
It had been the first of many firsts for the couple, but Blaine had never forgotten it. He knew what Kurt had been through; how others had tried to break his will and his spirit; how he'd built up walls around his heart just to survive. But in that moment, with that one gesture, Kurt had started to dismantle those walls just a little and allow Blaine the chance to love him. It would take years for those walls to come down completely, with a couple of very painful delays along the way.
There's a time for everyone if they only learn
That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn
There's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours
And can you feel the love tonight?
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we've come this far
That evening seemed so long ago, though it really had only been what, five or six years? They had worked their way through the heartaches and the problems, realizing that the love they that bound them together was stronger than anything that tried to pull them apart.
And can you feel the love tonight?
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
As the last notes of the piano reverberated in the apartment and faded to silence, they were replaced by the sound of a single pair of hands clapping. Blaine smiled and bowed his head slightly towards the iPad that was sitting on the piano in front of him. On the screen, Kurt smiled broadly back at him.
"That was beautiful, Blaine," he said, a little catch in his voice. "You're a stinker, though," he added. "You know what that song does to me." He quickly brushed away a tear that escaped from the corner of his eye.
"I know, Kurt, I know," Blaine said, his voice quiet. "I feel the same way. At least I waited until the last night to do this one." He tried to beg forgiveness with his tried-and-true puppy dog eyes.
Kurt shook his head and huffed out a laugh. "Just you wait until I get home tomorrow."
"I'm counting the seconds, baby," Blaine said with a bit more emotion than he intended. Kurt had been away in Ohio for two weeks helping his dad, who had had another health scare. Thankfully, Burt had recovered enough to Kurt's satisfaction for him to feel comfortable leaving. Kurt had insisted that Blaine stay home in New York so as not to miss time during his final semester of school. The separation of the still relatively-newly wedded couple had been difficult, to put it mildly, but Blaine had come up with the idea of singing to Kurt every night during their Skype talks. If he couldn't be there to hug Kurt physically, he could at least do it vocally.
"I'm counting them too, love," Kurt answered. "Well," he continued, glancing off-camera towards a clock, "I should probably let you go. You should know, however, that you've spoiled me a little with this singing to me every night before we go to sleep," he teased. "I might just have to have you continue that little tradition once I get home."
Blaine smiled once more, saying, "I think that can be arranged."
A/N: Okay, I truly do not know where this storyline came from. I had a couple of random thoughts about what to write, but none of them were this. Funny how the muse works sometimes. Hope you enjoyed it!