Hi, RainySunnyEnding here again. Coatsy is having fun in Wales and says hi to you all :) Again, she will be back on either Saturday or Sunday.
I realised that yesterday would have been an upload day for True Colours, and so I will upload her remaining two song drabbles today and on Thursday (when Something's Coming would have been uploaded).
I love this drabble, as I love anything that the amazing Coatsy writes. To continue on from the recent stream of song drabbles, this one is based on the song "I Want To Hold Your Hand". And it is TOTALLY AWESOME!
I have a habit of losing my track of thought while writing authors' notes, and then they end up being almost as long as the piece. So, I shall stop. Right... now.
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"So, what do you have first?" Kurt asked as he and Blaine made their way into school, greeting friends who passed as they went. Blaine's face contorted slightly as he tried to remember his schedule, and Kurt had to hold back a little giggle at how adorable he looked when he did that.
"History," He finally said, sounding relieved that he had remembered before groaning. If there was any subject that Blaine detested, it was History. "But," He started, sounding much more upbeat already. "I have Music and Art today, which is awesome."
Kurt smiled at how cute Blaine was, and he couldn't believe his luck that they were dating. Albeit their relationship was only three days old, both of them having confessed their feelings for each other at Puck's party the previous Friday night. They had spent the whole weekend talking, either in person or through text and phone calls.
Kurt reached down to take Blaine's hand in his, but he had barely managed to experience the warmth of Blaine on his fingertips when Blaine jerked his hand away. Kurt stopped dead where he was, staring after Blaine as he carried on a few steps before realising Kurt was no longer beside him. He turned to see Kurt gazing at him with teary eyes, his bottom lip trembling, his hand still slightly forward as if still reaching for Blaine's hand.
It took Blaine a few seconds to realise what he'd done, but when he did he rushed back to Kurt and took his hand. He looked into Kurt's eyes and squeezed his hand, apologizing a hundred times a second, but Kurt's expression did not brighten. In fact, it only made his tears fall faster. Blaine pulled Kurt over to the side, rather than being stood in the middle of the corridor, keeping a firm hold of his hand the whole time.
"Kurt, I-" Blaine took a deep breath. This was going to be hard to explain; not due to it being complicated, but due to the emotional strain it had on Blaine. "I'm sorry. I really am. I don't want you to think that I don't like you or something, or that I'm ashamed to hold hands with you at school because I'm not. I really like you, like, really really. I'm just… not, good with physical contact. My- My ex, Justin, he- He was a bit too hands on for me and he tried to push me into some stuff when we were dating. I said no, of course, but that didn't stop him. Luckily I had the sense to go to my parents about it before it got too bad and I haven't seen him since the day I broke up with him. That was… about a year ago? I'm getting better; it's just sometimes I still flinch when I'm not expecting someone to touch me. I can honestly say 'It's not you, it's me' on this one." He smiled weakly, attempting to laugh off the awkwardness before seeing that Kurt was still silently crying and staring at him with a pained look in his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He whispered, and Blaine felt him squeeze his hand in return. "We were talking all weekend," Kurt continued, a slightly accusing tone to his voice. "And this you didn't tell me."
"Kurt, I'm sorry, I-"
"I'm not mad, Blaine," Kurt interrupted, a small smile appearing through his tears. Blaine gaped at him, speechless and in dire need of an explanation. "I just- I don't know why you didn't tell me. I'm glad you have, because now I know and I can help you, but I just wish you'd told me before, or had told me at a better time. It must be so hard for you to talk about it, and I just made you tell me in the space of about a minute just because I got all teary over you not holding my hand. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, and I'm sorry, but for future reference, all I want is to hold your hand." He looked down at their hands, which were still entwined, and Blaine looked too. "Just like this," Kurt whispered. "I want to hold your hand, Blaine."
Blaine tried to smile but ended up choking out a sob, throwing himself into Kurt's arms and wrapping his own arms around Kurt's shoulders. Kurt stumbled slightly under the force of Blaine's sudden embrace but righted himself quickly, carefully holding his hands on Blaine's waist. They both jumped when they heard the first bell go, both of them wishing that they at least had homeroom together. They most likely wouldn't see each other until break or lunchtime, and after Blaine's revelation Kurt really didn't want to let him go.