AN: Inspired by lyrics from "Connected" by New Found Glory. Another post finale speculation drabble for me. Hope you enjoy.
Sitting in his little New York apartment, Kurt took comfort in the familiar routine of his nightly skin care routine. As much as everything else changed around him, it was the little things that didn't that brought him comfort. He might be living alone in the city, unsure of for how long he could pay the bills, unsure of what his next job would be when the current one ended, but he was in New York. After the set back of the NYADA rejection, he was back on his feet. Playing piano for a Broadway production was not his dream but it did bring in money and get his foot in the door. It was a start and he was closer to his dream here than he was in Lima.
As he rubbed a moisturizer into his skin, his eyes fell on the picture of Blaine in his Dalton Blazer. Sure, he had more recent ones but there was something special about this one that made Kurt still cling to it. Maybe it was because it was the first picture of Blaine he'd ever had.
He wouldn't be here in New York now if it wasn't for Blaine. Kurt had contented himself with staying in Lima for the next year, working at the garage. His boyfriend wouldn't have it though. It had been Blaine who had gotten Kurt his first couple of auditions and then drug him to New York under the pretense of visiting Rachel for the weekend. Kurt might have given up on his dreams but Blaine hadn't.
Kurt looked around the apartment. Despite it's size it seemed so empty right now. His heart longed for the Thanksgiving holiday when Blaine had promised to come stay with him during his break from school. For those few days, Kurt knew that held in his boyfriends loving arms, everything would seem right in the world. Until then, it was one day at a time, as he chipped away from the barriers holding him back from his dream.
