Title: a storm whereon they ride
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Byron
Warnings: AU; mentions of violence, death, and blood
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 180
Point of view: third
Prompt: Florence + the Machine's "What the Water Gave Me"
"Tell me," Kurt whispers, spread on the blanket with Blaine, away from the world, "tell me about them all."
.
They're both college graduates. They've been in the city of their dreams for four years. They've killed two dozen people, together and apart.
Blaine takes Kurt by the hand and leads him to the place where it all began, that park in Westerville. He kisses his way down Kurt's body, whispering into his skin all the secrets Kurt already knows, after six years together.
Rafe Carleton, who taught Blaine so many things.
Caroline Evans, who shouldn't have been so curious.
Willis Nichols, who fought every step of the way.
Dave Karofsky, still the most pleasurable of all Blaine's games.
"Tell me about Karofsky again," Kurt gasps, within sight of the boneyard.
Blaine obliges. They don't get back to Kurt's old house until just before dawn.
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"Tell me," Blaine whispers, wrapped up in Kurt in their own bed, "tell me we'll never be apart."
"I swear," Kurt promises, and he bites down until Blaine bleeds and he drinks Blaine all the way down.