Well, this is it! The final chapter. Thank you so much to everyone who has been reading along the way, or who has just found this fic and made it to the end. I appreciate each and every one of you who have taken the time to read my work! This is the first long fic I've written, and I would love to hear any thoughts you had while reading, so please feel free to leave a review if you wish. I promise I don't bite!
I am in the process of writing a sequel. It's not finished yet, but I will be posting it as soon as it's done, which will hopefully be before too long! So if you're looking for more, and/or you're unhappy with the uncertainy we're leaving the boys with (don't worry, I am too!), have no fear, there will be more!
Best wishes to you all, and please enjoy the final chapter of The Hazards of Love 1.
Kurt doesn't sleep well that night. He keeps himself up most of the night running over the evening's events in his head. Blaine was drunk, he didn't mean it. Kurt wasn't firm enough when he asked Blaine to stop. He'd let Blaine give him a blowjob in the closet earlier that night, of course Blaine thought making out in a different room would be fine, Kurt shouldn't be so hot and cold about it. Is he really that much of a prude? He just overreacted. Nothing had really even happened, not really. And of course Blaine didn't want him kissing other boys, especially if those boys were Blaine's friends. Kurt had admittedly reacted pretty poorly to Blaine and Brittany, and that was before they were even together, so who was he to say anything? By the time he's pulling into Wes' driveway just after 10 the next morning, he's managed to convince himself that last night was an overreaction on his part, and he's pushed the uneasy feeling it's left him with to the back of his mind.
Kurt pulls into Wes' driveway just after ten the next morning. He's been awake since 6am, unable to fall back asleep, but it had been too early to head back to Wes'. He pulls out his phone to send Blaine a text saying he's arrived, but then he sees Blaine coming out the door carrying two bags and he slips the phone back into his pocket. He watches Blaine give Wes a quick hug, and then walk down the steps and make his way over to the car. Blaine tosses the bags into the back seat, and the slips into the passenger seat next to Kurt. Kurt pulls out of the driveway, and they drive in silence for a few minutes until Blaine speaks.
"I don't want to fight with you, Kurt. In less than a week I'll be gone, and... I don't want to spend the time I have left fighting with you. So, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have... reacted like that. Last night."
"I hate fighting with you, too," Kurt agrees. "And I'm sorry too, I um... I overreacted, I think. Of course you were mad. You had every right to be."
From the corner of his eye, Kurt sees Blaine run a hand through his curly hair, for once free from the gel. "I guess I just... got jealous? I don't know. I know you would never cheat on me, but... I just like knowing that you're mine, nobody else's, and that nobody else can give you the things I can."
Kurt frowns a little. "Bee, of course they can't. Nobody can give me what you do. I am so yours," he reassures, moving a hand from the steering wheel and placing it on Blaine's thigh, flicking his eyes over to look at Blaine for a brief moment, and he sees Blaine offer a small smile.
Blaine places his hand over Kurt's on his leg, giving a small squeeze. "I really love you."
Kurt smiles at that. "I love you, too," he replies, eyes still trained on the road.
"Can we maybe just... agree to not kiss anyone else anymore?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah, I think we can agree to that."
They're silent for the rest of the drive home. Kurt debates whether he should bring up Blaine pinning him to the bed and kissing him, but he's not even sure that Blaine remembers it at this point; before they've arrived home, he's already convinced himself that it's not worth mentioning.
Kurt walks through the airport, hand in hand with Blaine as his dad, Carole, and Finn trail behind them. Normally he would be too nervous to hold hands with his boyfriend out in public in this part of Ohio, but this is the last time he'll see Blaine for months and he'll be damned if he doesn't make every second count. Suffice to say, it's been an emotional morning in the Hummel-Hudson household.
"This is me," Blaine says, stopping and gesturing at the doorway in front of them.
This is it. Kurt can't follow through those doors. Blaine will walk through those doors, get on that plane to New York, and Kurt will have to wait months to feel his boyfriend's hand in his, Blaine's lips against his own. He feels the tears sting his eyes, threatening to fall, but he's determined not to let them.
"This is you," Kurt replies as calmly as he can, but he can't suppress the small hitch in his voice.
"Hey, hey," Blaine says, dropping Kurt's hand in favour of holding his face and looking into his eyes, "everything will be okay. I'll be back before you know it."
"I know," Kurt sniffles, wiping away a tear as it starts to fall; who was he kidding? There's absolutely no way he's not crying in the middle of this airport.
The rest of the group catches up to them then.
"Have a great flight, Blaine," Carole says, stepping forward and wrapping Blaine in a hug, and Blaine drops his hands from Kurt's face to hug her back. "Let us know when you land and when you're all settled at your apartment," she adds with a warm smile.
"I will," Blaine smiles back.
"Enjoy New York, man," Finn says. "It will be weird without you around."
"Yeah I will, thanks Finn. It will be weird without all you guys, too," Blaine replies as Finn pulls him into an awkward hug.
Burt steps forward and puts a hand on Blaine's shoulder. "Good luck, kid. You're going to love New York, and you're going to do great there."
"Thanks, Burt. Really, thank you so much, all of you. You've done a lot for me, and it just... thank you. It means a lot."
"We're always here if you need anything, Blaine. I mean it. Now come 'ere," Burt says, pulling Blaine into a hug.
When Burt lets go, he looks between Kurt and Blaine. "We'll give you kids a minute."
"Thanks, dad," Kurt says, offering a small smile to his father.
Burt, Carole, and Finn wander over to a bench by a far wall, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone.
Kurt steps in front of Blaine, grabs Blaine's hands in his. "I'm going to miss you so much."
"I know, love. I'll miss you, too. But we'll be alright," Blaine says, wrapping Kurt up in his arms.
They stand there in the middle of the airport, holding each other for several minutes, until Kurt finally pulls back just a little, enough, that he can place a soft kiss on Blaine's lips. It's the first time they've kissed in such a public place, but Kurt just can't not kiss Blaine right now. Kurt doesn't even try to hide his tears now.
"I love you. I love you so much, Bee."
"I love you too," Blaine responds, and pulls Kurt even closer him, squeezing him in a tight hug.
Kurt never wants this moment to end. He wants to stay here, forever in Blaine's arms, never letting go of this beautiful boy. Blaine pulls back slightly, presses his nose against Kurt's, and the boys giggle. But then Blaine places one more soft and sweet kiss on Kurt's lips before pulling away, out of Kurt's arms.
"I really do have to go," Blaine says, a sad smile on his face as he takes a step back.
"Yeah," Kurt agrees, swallowing; he doesn't think he can hold back the tears if he says anything else.
"I'll text you when I land," Blaine adds, and Kurt just nods.
And then Blaine is walking away, through the doors, and out of sight. Kurt sucks in a ragged breath, wipes the tears from his cheeks with his hands. It's only a few months. It's not like he'll never see Blaine again. He can do this.