70. Nobody's In Love

Summary: Kurt knows it's time he and Blaine broke up. He just doesn't know how to tell him.

Rating: T

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel

AU: Disregards Klaine storyline in Season 6. Future!Klaine

"Blaine, I think that we need to break up."

"Blaine, it's over between us."

"Look, Blaine, this isn't working."

"Let's call it quits."

Kurt sighed into his mirror as he planned what he was going to say to Blaine. He knew that they needed to break up; the previous night had shown as much…

Kurt stumbled into the house, alcohol emanating from his pours, the stench almost too much for him to handle. He smelled of foreign cologne and sex. He had been at a club, tipping back shot after shot until a handsome, charming guy had admitted his interest in Kurt. Kurt, having been completely intoxicated and a little bitter, had gone back to his apartment. He was never a cheater, but things weren't great between him and Blaine. There was no love there anymore, just obligation. He couldn't resist the compliments given to him by the attractive stranger.

So Kurt had had a one night stand. He definitely was not proud of it. The sex was good, unlike it was with Blaine, but the guilt was swallowing him whole. It was eight thirty in the morning and Kurt expected to come into the house to a furious, worried Blaine who had been sat up all night waiting for his boyfriend to come home.

Instead, he walked in on Blaine in the kitchen, sipping delicately at some orange juice and taking a bite from his toast.

"Hey, honey," Blaine said, kissing him on the cheek. Kurt frowned before Blaine pulled back. "God, you smell like alcohol. Were you drinking last night?"

"Yes," Kurt admitted guiltily. He usually didn't drink lots besides tasteful wine, but the spirits had captured him and his weak tolerance for alcohol had left his staggering around after three shots.

"You're a mess, Kurt."

"I know."

"I'll have to go and see if the bedspread reeks of vodka now." Blaine clucked and wandered upstairs to check the sheets. Kurt took a moment and paused.

"What the fuck?" He whispered. Did Blaine think that he was home last night? Kurt sat at the island of their house and made himself a glass of water, sipping it to cure his throbbing hangover. His mouth was dry and his head pounded like the backboard to the bed he had lay in last night. Blaine came back downstairs.

"Nope, smelling fresh as usual! Did you drink this morning?"

"Blaine, what the fuck?"

"Excuse me?" Blaine said, taken aback by Kurt's crassness.

"I wasn't here last night. I went to bar and I've just stumbled through the front door. I didn't come home." Kurt said, disbelieving.

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah, and you didn't even notice I was gone. I could've been missing, Blaine, and you would've just gone to sleep."

"I knew you were safe," Blaine tried feebly. Truthfully, he didn't have a response that would redeem his boyfriend-abilities.

"Like shit you did. You know what, I'm going to go and sleep this hangover away. I'm going to bed, Blaine, just so you know where I am." Kurt traipsed up the stairs and collapsed onto his pillow, seeing the 'happy' picture of he and Blaine on his bedside table before drifting off to sleep.

"I can do this," Kurt repeated to himself.

"I'm home, Kurt," Blaine called up the stairs, the front door shutting behind him. Kurt steeled himself and was ready to admit everything. He had cheated. He had forgiven Blaine for cheating all those years ago, but not before putting through the ringer for what he had done. And Blaine had deserved it. And now, so did Kurt. He felt terrible, but it wouldn't matter anymore. They were as good as done and they had been for months.

"Blaine, there's something we need to talk about." It wasn't how Kurt had planned it, but it was going. He had tried to do this many times before, but the words had never come out. Not once.

"Okay, sure. What's up?" Blaine expectant face made Kurt presume that it was going to be a happy talk. Well, this was going to be far from a jolly conversation with a best friend.

"I think it's the best thing for both of us if we break up." Kurt said coldly, trying not to show emotion. Honestly, there wasn't much that he felt.

Blaine stared at him intensely. "W-What? Break up? No, we're not breaking up. What's gotten into you lately."

"I cheated on you."

Those words may as well have been a detonation to a highly explosive nuclear bomb. The silence was pregnant with tension and the look on Blaine's face said everything he was thinking. Rather than hold back, Blaine spelled it out for him.

"You cheated? You cheated? On me? Am I hearing this right? After every single thing that you put me through when I slept with Eli—."

"It's not the same, Blaine."

"How isn't it? Do we know this guy? Is it Chandler? Is it Sebastian? Adam? Elliott?"

"Blaine, stop naming people! It's nobody you know. I met him at the bar I was at last night. I was drunk out of my mind—."

"That's not an excuse!"

"It wasn't supposed to be! I was explaining."

"You think I want to hear these details?" Blaine roared, shocked and appalled at his boyfriend. Kurt sighed.

"You asked! Anyway, not that it's an excuse, but it didn't mean anything. I didn't want it to mean anything. It was just mindless sex."

"Was it good?"

"Blaine! How can you—?"

"Oh, how can I? How can you, Kurt? How could you sleep with someone else? I want to know what could possess you to—."

"I'm not happy, Blaine. I haven't been happy for a while. A few months, actually. I've heard you talk to me in bed about wanting to have babies someday. Every single time, I pretend to be asleep just so I don't have to listen to you. I don't see a future with us. There's no love here."

"I love you." Blaine tried.

"No, I don't think you do. We've been playing this game since high school. People think we're good together, so we stay together. It makes sense for us to date, so we date. Really look at your life, Blaine. Are you happy?"

Blaine considered it for a moment. "Yes. I was happy. But I guess that's irrelevant considering what you want and how you feel is evidently much more important!"

"Don't, Blaine! Do not bring that up!"

"I will."

"You want to stand here and have the same fight about the fact that I said 'no' to marrying you? That's completely irrelevant to this! I didn't want to marry you. I don't want to marry you."

"Thanks for rubbing the salt into the wound just a little bit more, Kurt. It really helps."

Kurt shook his head. "Sarcasm? Really, Blaine? I'm telling you that I cheated on you and that I'm breaking up with you and all you can do is dig up past grievances and be sarcastic?"

"It helps to process all of this," Blaine snapped back at him.

"Blaine, I've been looking for a house," Kurt confessed.

"We have a house."

"No, for me. I've looked at houses, apartments, studios and I've finally found one that I can afford by myself. I'm moving out today. Sam's coming by to help me move my things."

"You're not leaving me!"

"Even though I cheated? Do you really think so little of yourself, Blaine? You don't deserve me and I'm okay with that. You don't want someone who cheats on you and goes behind your back to put deposits down on apartments. I may not love you anymore, but I still want the best for you."

"Stop saying that you don't love me!"

"Well, I don't!" Kurt yelled a little too loudly.

"You cheated so that you could get an out, didn't you?"

"What?"

"You slept with that guy so that you would have a valid excuse to leave me! Because if you didn't cheat, you would just be breaking up with me for no reason."

"I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE. THAT IS THE REASON. I CHEATED ON YOU BECAUSE…"

"Because?"

"I wanted to feel appreciated. I wanted to feel beautiful. Blaine, you haven't touched me like that in months. You just go straight to sleep, maybe a kiss on the cheek if I'm lucky. All this time I've thought it was because you've lost interest in me, physically.

"So I took a chance to feel wanted, something I haven't felt from you in a long time."

"So that's an excuse to cheat on me?"

"NO! You're not getting this. I don't want an excuse. I don't have an excuse. I'm just…leaving. I'm sorry, Blaine, truly I am for cheating on you. But I'm not sorry for leaving. I'm not leaving to be with anyone else, I'm going to my new apartment to live. And maybe find somebody I can love." Kurt's phone buzzed. He looked down quickly.

I'm around the corner. Hope you're doing okay.

Kurt almost smiled at Sam's message but stopped as he remembered Blaine's tearful face across the room from him.

"What?" Blaine spat.

"The car is around the corner. I'll go and get my clothes. You can keep everything else. I'll get new things."

"You're going to regret this!" Blaine called up the stairs to Kurt. He paced the hallway until Kurt came down with several packed suitcases of his clothes and other bits.

"There's more." Kurt stopped Blaine's tirade and retrieved the next set. Blaine could tell that they had been packed for a while. "I'm not going to regret this, Blaine. I won't regret being with you, but I also won't regret leaving a loveless relationship and feeling like I'm stuck. I won't."

"If you say so." Blaine was tired from crying and saw that it was hopeless. Kurt greeted Sam at the door. Blaine didn't look at either of them. Sam didn't say a word.

Everything had been loaded into Sam's Jeep and Kurt was ready to get into his smaller car (that definitely could not have fit his bags in) and leave for his new life.

"Take care, Kurt." Blaine sobbed. Kurt felt a slight twinge of guilt, but he knew that it would eventually be the best thing that had ever happened to Blaine.

"You too, Blaine."

Blaine's whisper of 'I love you' was drowned out by the loud noise of the car engine roaring to life. Blaine gave up and slunk back into the house.

Kurt was finally free. He had been harsh about it, but he needed to escape. He'd carry the guilt of his adultery with him for a while until he noticed that Blaine was happy. But he meant what he said. He hoped Blaine would be happy.

But, for now, all he could think about was the prospect of starting a new chapter of his life and finally being happy.

Author's Note: The song is Nobody's In Love by 2AM Club from their debut album What Did You Think Was Going To Happen?