Question 5: When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?
Kurt wasn't supposed to be home at that hour. Neither did Blaine. Yet, Kurt opened the door and heard the sound of running water. Blaine's class must have ended up early as well.
He walked to the kitchen island to start a sandwich when he began to distinguish Blaine's voice with the water. He was singing:
"But it ain't hard trying
Every time I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me…"
It was a song Kurt had never heard before, but immediately he found it very beautiful, especially in Blaine's sweet voice. Only one thing worried Kurt: what was the meaning behind those lyrics?
Blaine exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Oh, Blaine's abs! Kurt, have manners; stop staring! Blaine was still humming something when he noticed his roommate:
"Oh, you're home. You are not usually home by this hour, are you?"
"No, my class ended up early. And you? It's not your usual schedule, is it?"
One of Blaine's eyebrows went up quizzically:
"Do you know my schedule?"
Of course I know your schedule, I know everything I can about you because I'm head over heels about you. No, focus Kurt. He didn't mean to sound bitchy, but he did:
"Apparently, you know mine too."
Blaine blushed and Kurt felt a rush of running towards him and kissing that moist mouth; only he controlled himself. Kurt changed the subject:
"I don't want to beat around the bush; what was that song you were singing in the shower?"
Blaine turned as red as his towel. Kurt blushed as well in response:
"I don't want to intrude in your personal life…"
"No, it's not that." Blaine was quick to answer. "Of course I didn't mean for you to listen to it, but it's no secret. I wrote this song."
Kurt's mouth dropped without his command. Blaine giggled half at his response, half from nervousness. Kurt grinned back at him:
"I only heard a snippet, but it was beautiful."
"Thank you; I never had the courage to show it up to anyone."
"Is that why you didn't volunteer when last month I said I needed a partner to write songs for my musical?"
Blaine nodded and looked down. Then he looked straight into Kurt's eyes:
"You don't know how much I wanted to be your partner, to work with you in something. We've become more than friends, haven't we?"
Kurt hugged his friend and messed up with his wet hair:
"You are my best friend, Blee."
"Blee?"
"Short for Blainie."
"I like it, but I think I couldn't call you Kurtie.'
"Then call me Kurt and keep being my best friend."
"For life, Kurt. You won't get hid of me that easily."
Blaine was the one hugging Kurt this time. Kurt broke the embrace and rested both his hands on Blaine's shoulders:
"Why don't you want to show your songs to anyone?"
"It's complicated. Mostly because I think my lyrics are too personal. I feel like I'd be naked in front of the person."
"But you have, haven't you?"
Blaine blinked confused:
"Have what?"
"Been naked in front of someone."
"I have, but this is much more intimate. A kind of intimacy I never had with my ex."
Blaine began to stare deeply into his eyes. Kurt was staring back. Kurt tried to avert his eyes from Blaine's mouth, but it was like a magnet. Blaine cleared his throat:
"I'll… I'll put some clothes on."
"Oh! Sure! Of course."
Kurt threw himself at the couch and moved his head back so he was staring into the ceiling. However, instead of the ceiling-fan, Kurt only saw images of Blaine's naked torso and his wet hair free from gel and his moist mouth and…Blaine came back to the room, fully clothed, and carrying a guitar. He took a big breath and looked at Kurt:
"Don't say anything. Just listen."
Blaine began to play the guitar and sing, looking directly to his own fingers moving on the strings.
I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be
I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see
Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through..
Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Everytime I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me...
And you tell me:
Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes...
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize...
Baby, I'm not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Oh, 'cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing, nothing, nothing
Can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
You know our love is all we need
Our love is all we need
To make it through...
Kurt was in extasy; Blaine's song was so moving. He wanted to engulf Blaine in his embrace and only let go once Blaine had forgot all the woes of his past.
Blaine finished the last chord and Kurt saw his shoulders raising and falling in a deep breath. Blaine finally looked up:
"So?"
"I'm in love."
"Re-really?"
Kurt smiled at his insecure friend:
"Really, really; I identified so much with the lyrics."
"Oh, the lyrics. Of course!"
And with the writer, but Kurt clearly couldn't say that. Blaine was obviously in love with someone else. Kurt wouldn't put his heart on the line.
The lyrics aren't Blaine's or mine; they belong to Darren Criss.