I don't know how many times I'm going to have to reiterate this. I AM NOT TAKING ANY MORE PROMPTS. I'm flattered that you all want me to write things, but this story is already going to be 228 chapters, so no more please!
Thank you so much to those of you who responded about info on 'straight camps.' The story is going to be ridiculously hard and heartbreaking to write, but I'm going to do it anyway. Expect to see that start coming up around the time that Sail ends. Or earlier, if I can't exercise any self-control ;)
From EternalTearsOfBlood and similarly prompted by Lozzipalooza X:What about the scene where they're in the hallway? What happened while it switched over to the others? (in Prom Queen)
Now, I know why Blaine acted the way he did, but we all just wanted to see him hug Kurt or something! So, I've worked around it. I know this isn't entirely literal and wouldn't be the case for everyone, but this is how it is for me to be honest so I'm using it. And I got annoyed at Blaine for acting so .. well, weird, the first time I saw it. But I've done far too much analyzing of their characters and this is my interpretation of Blaine's character.
Also, this was really quite difficult to write. Because the way the scene was acted out, there's virtually no way they could have kissed in that time. Both of their moods before and after the switch... it just couldn't be done. So I did my best, but it is very off.
TGTDOSBDK.
Onwards!
Queen
"... 2011 McKinley High Prom Queen is..."
As Principal Figgins opened the envelope, Kurt twisted his fingers together in nervous anticipation. He could see the look on Quinn's face and knew if she didn't get this, she'd probably be ready to do something drastic like hit someone - hopefully not Figgins. Santana looked bored but Kurt knew she was tense, just praying for her name to come out so her and Karofsky could keep up their charade -
"...Kurt Hummel."
Kurt Hummel... Kurt... Hummel... Kurt Hummel.
No.
He couldn't think, couldn't breathe. Eyes were turning towards him, a spotlight guy who had been so bad at lighting when it came to performances suddenly obtained a brilliant accuracy, shining one directly on him. Blaine was at his side, standing just as still, his head turned towards him. It was too much... too much.
Before he realized what was happening, his feet were carrying him out of the auditorium. Behind him, in the dead silence, he could hear Blaine's voice. "Kurt, stop! Kurt!"
But he couldn't stop. The second he passed the doors, the tears began to stream down his face. He bolted down the hallway, his sobbing mixed with the sound of pounding footsteps and his ragged breathing and the thoughts swirling in his head, they hate you, they've never accepted you, you're just a joke to them -
"Stop! Stop, Kurt, please, just stop, come on.."
Kurt finally became aware that Blaine was behind him and stopped, turning. He knew he looked a sight but right now he couldn't care less.
"Don't you get how stupid we were? We thought that because no one was teasing us or beating us up that .. that no one cared. Like some kind of progress had been made. But it's still the same." Kurt's voice was breaking as he stumbled over his words, just trying to release how much it truly hurt.
Blaine took a step forward, his hands dropping to his sides. "It's just a stupid joke."
But Kurt knew Blaine was trying to convince himself of that more than he was trying to convince Kurt. And Kurt knew better.
"No, it's not. All that hate, they were just afraid to say it out loud. So they did it by secret ballot. I'm one big obvious practical joke."
Blaine stepped towards him again, and Kurt could see the helplessness in his eyes. He knew Blaine was just as rattled by all of this as Kurt was. "We should never have come. You were right." He raised a trembling hand to his mouth, knowing what was waiting for him back in that hall; the mocking, the jeers, the people who so clearly hated him. "I'm not going back in there. No way."
As Kurt moved away, Blaine ducked around in front of him. "Kurt, please don't do this."
And even though Blaine knew what he was like with being comforted and hugging, he found himself pulled into his boyfriend's arms. Kurt tensed for a moment before realizing that his touch wasn't pitying like nearly every other hug he had experience when he was upset had been, but comforting. And he knew that the hug was bringing some semblance of comfort to Blane too. After a few seconds, he relaxed and buried his head in Blaine's shoulder.
"It's going to be okay, Kurt. They're just idiots, you know that. You're stronger than them, even if I can't be."
Kurt sniffed, pulling back a bit. He knew that was the heart of the problem for Blaine - that he couldn't do anything right now. His boyfriend had been hurt so many times, enough to make him want to run away and hide. Kurt didn't want himself to end up there, and he knew Blaine didn't want him there either. But Kurt wanted to be there for Blaine too. He may be the one who was visibly upset, but he knew Blaine was just as emotional as he was.
Lifting a hand, Kurt brushed it gently across Blaine's cheek. "We both can be."
Blaine shook his head. "I can't, not tonight. There's no place for me to stand up to these people."
"Not standing up to them, no. That's my job. Your job is to heal, Blaine, and to realize that you do deserve to have the happiness that others have. You deserve to be able to slow dance with your boyfriend at Prom, you deserve to be able to come to Prom without being afraid. You deserve to be able to kiss your boyfriend as well - and I know you've been holding back out of fear. Well I'm not going anywhere, okay? And... heck, you deserve the world, Blaine. And I'd give it to you if I could."
Kurt realized he was rambling and cut himself off, staring into Blaine's eyes and willing his boyfriend to understand. A few seconds passed in silence, then something shifted deep in Blaine's eyes, something that had clearly lived there for a long time.
"I really am crazy about you," he murmured, before closing that final distance between them, pressing his lips against Kurt's.
Kurt took every ounce of love he held for Blaine and pressed it into the kiss. He wanted Blaine to know that this was okay, for both of them. That no matter what was going on in that hall, this was them, this was real and this was okay.
He broke the kiss, staring at Blaine for a few seconds before moving out of his arms. Blaine's expression changed and he glanced towards the gymnasium doors - there was still a lack of noise coming from the room. Blaine slumped down against the lockers, staring up at Kurt.
And now that he was thinking about it again, Kurt remembered the situation that was currently at hand. So, what do you do now? You're a student here, no matter what happens. How are you going to handle it?
"Would you at least sit down?" Blaine sighed, and Kurt knew his feelings of uselessness had returned. "Do you want to go? We don't have to stay."
Kurt realized he had begun pacing, but his mind wasn't as frantic as before. He had something stronger pulling him through now - the fact that what he and Blaine had was more than any of these other high school idiots were ever going to experience. "Wasn't this prom meant to be about redemption? About taking away that lump you had in your throat from running away? If we leave now, all it's going to do is give me a lump too."
"So, what do you want to do?"
And Kurt Hummel never backed down. He was the McKinley High 2011 Prom Queen and he was going to damn well take it and be a better prom queen than any of those bitches inside could be.
"I'm going to go back in there and get coronated."
We all know what happens next :)
Like I said, very off. Hopefully it wasn't too bad. If you didn't like it... well, I've figured in 228 chapters, everybody will end up having at least one they didn't like. That's totally understandable.
MusicalEscape has returned! =D
"Show me how much you love my hair"
*smirks* "Okay, B-"
*Door is kicked down*
"I'M HERE TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM THAT HORRIBLE MOP OF HAIR ON LOVE CHILD OF A HOBBIT AND SCHUESTER'S."
"Hi... Sue..."