Thank you so much to the individual who supplied me with the original fic before it was deleted! This has saved me so much time from the risk of mistranslation!


Chapter 10: Awakening of the Soul


"This is Jacob Ben Israel reporting live from McKinley High," Jacob whispered conspiringly. "And we are here waiting for Cheerio Captain and top bitch, His Royal Highness Kurt Hummel, to arrive. As you can see, the halls are completely empty right now," the camera scanned down the hall before focusing back on Jacob. "My sources tell me that Hummel is so ashamed by who his soulmate is that he's going to try and sneak into school undetected. But he's not getting away from us. I'll be staking out the Queen Bee's locker until he shows up. Will he give us an interview? Will he deny the allegations that his soulmate is the fat lunch lady with the comb over? Or will he see us and run the other way? Did he even get a soulmate? Stay tuned to find out."


Kurt woke up sluggishly and already in a foul mood. He'd barely slept that night and it had been entirely his fault. He had made the mistake of scrolling through the tags on Tumblr late into the night and although most of the posts he saw were words of encouragement, there were a few that insulted him, calling him a pawn in management's game to keep Blaine away from Sebastian. There was even one blogger who went as far as saying that he knew Sebastian personally and that he was devastated by the fact that he was forced to watch his beloved with someone else.

The blogger went on and on about how terrible Eric was for Blaine's career and how Blaine wasn't the man they all thought him to be because he wouldn't stand up for his true soulmate Sebastian. Kurt ignored the posts that bitched about him but he couldn't ignore that blogger. He logged into his personal account and alongside a few of his followers defended Blaine. It was close to 5 in the morning when he finally logged off and practically threw his phone in a fury. He had argued with the blogger for hours, calling them out on their bullshit, but it made no difference. Nothing he said changed the blogger's mind and by the time he logged off, the ache in his heart for Blaine had grown tenfold. He was in for a long day.

With a grunt, he rolled out of bed and started getting ready for school. He made sure to take an extra-long shower, allowing his senses to drown in Blaine's body wash. He let his mind wander to one of the many fantasies he had, only this time, the release had been a thousand times more satisfying. Blaine may be in a different state, Pennsylvania if he remembered correctly, but the fact that Blaine was his and his alone made the fantasy so much hotter. With a relieved sigh, Kurt finished his shower feeling better but still a little on edge.

He called Blaine on his way to school, ignoring the kissy faces Finn kept sending him and instead focused on Blaine's soothing voice. They only had a few minutes to talk but it was enough to set his soul at ease for the time being.

"I'll see you later, bro," Finn said as he turned off the car. "Bye Blaine," he shouted before grabbing his backpack from the backseat and leaving Kurt in the car.

Kurt waved at Finn and rested his head back on the seat. "Do I have to go to
class? It's so boring," he complained.

"I'm sorry love but yes, you have to go to class," Blaine chuckled. "But you
can always text me if you miss me."

"Well then, expect a lot of texts because I already miss you," Kurt said with a pout. "I better go. I'll talk to you later."

"Have a good day in school," Blaine replied, sad that he couldn't talk to his beloved any longer.

"I'll do my best," Kurt grumbled, his eyes scanning the parking lot for any signs of Karofsky. "Bye, Blaine."

"Bye, love."

Kurt ended his call and breathed deeply before heading inside. He was exhausted and in serious need of more caffeine. He thought about going to Sue's office to grab a cup of coffee but decided to head to his locker first. A decision he regretted the instant he entered the hallway his locker was in.

"KURT!" Jacob shouted and Kurt cringed. He was not in the mood for this.

"You better get out of my face with that camera, JBI," Kurt warned, pushing past Jacob to his locker. The aggravation he felt earlier came back with a vengeance and if Jacob wasn't careful, Kurt was going to scratch his eyes out.

"Is it true that your soulmate is even more hideous than Freddy Krueger and Jason combined?" Jacob asked practically shoving the microphone in Kurt's face. Kurt ignored him and quickly switched out his books. "Is it true that you were so disgusted by who your soulmate is that you spent the entire weekend vomiting?" Kurt scoffed at that one and started walking away.

Jacob however didn't take the hint and followed. "Is it true that your soulmate is the homeless guy that digs in the school trash bin for food?"

Kurt turned on his heels, the deadliest of glares directed at Jacob. Jacob took a step back but kept the microphone in Kurt's face. "You listen to me very carefully Jacob Ben Israel because I'm only going to say this once," Kurt said through gritted teeth and Jacob gulped. It was never good when Kurt used his full name. "My soulmate is my business and my business alone. If you ask me about him one more time I will dig up that manila envelope. You do remember what that envelope contains, don't you?" he asked with an evil smirk. Jacob nodded frantically. "I swear to God I will make photo copies of your dirty little secret and plaster them all over the school if you don't back the hell off. Are we clear?"

"Crystal," Jacob squeaked.

"Good," Kurt said smugly before turning around and walking away.

He didn't get very far though before he was suddenly being shoved against the locker. He groaned at the unexpected pain that shot through him from the lock that dug into his side. He glanced up just as Karofsky sent him a disgusted glare and his blood boiled with rage. He was so done with being Dave Karofsky's punching bag. With his adrenaline in high gear, he followed Karofsky into the boy's locker room. He didn't notice that Jacob and his camera guy were still down the hall filming him.

"Hey!" Kurt shouted the moment he entered the locker room.

Karofsky turned to him and sneered. "The girls' locker room is next door."

"Oh, you think you're just so clever," Kurt said mockingly, stepping closer to his bully. "What the hell is your problem?"

"You mean besides the fact that you're a disgusting homo trying to peek at my junk?" Karofsky snarled, walking towards Kurt menacingly. Kurt tried to hold his ground but as the overbearing jock came closer, he inevitably stepped back until he was pressed against the lockers.

"Oh yeah, every straight guy's nightmare, that all us gays are secretly out to molest and convert you. Well guess what Ham Hock? You're not my type. I don't dig on chubby boys who sweat too much and are going to be bald by the time they're 30," Kurt spat, just barely controlling himself from flinching when Karofsky punched the locker next to him.

"Do not push me, Hummel," Karofsky warned, raising his fist to Kurt's face.

"What are you going to do? Hit me? Go ahead, I dare you," Kurt provoked. There was a new fire in Kurt's eyes as he went head to head with Karofsky, and the jock was admittedly shocked by the intensity of it. He subconsciously took a step back and that one step added fuel to Kurt's rage. "I am so sick and tired of your bullshit, David Karofsky. This is your only warning. If you don't back the fuck off I'm going to tell the entire school that you're just another homo like me," Karofsky's eyes widened in alarm but quickly shifted to anger. "And don't for a second think they won't believe me because you and I both know they will. You may be on the football team but I'm the head bitch around here, I'm the one in charge, so whether I'm hated or adored, I'm still the most popular guy in school."

Karofsky knew Kurt's words to be true. He knew that all Kurt had to do insinuate the possibility of him being gay one time and the whole school would believe it. They would immediately condemn him but unlike Kurt, he didn't have the strength or courage to handle it. One of the biggest reasons Karofsky hated Kurt so much was because no matter what the students at McKinley throw at him, he still managed to bite back and come out on top. Kurt's friends loved him and accepted him for who he was. Karofsky's friends would torment him to no end if they knew the truth about him.

Kurt though had no real intention of starting the rumor. Even if Karofsky really was gay, Kurt would never out him. He wasn't that cruel. But the look on Karofsky's face and the lack of response let him know that he had won this particular show down so he decided to go with it. He stepped closer to Karofsky with an evil grin. "I suggest you learn to keep your hands to yourself from now on. I'm not putting up with your crap anymore, Karofsky. I will not hesitate to have a chat with JBI about this."

Karofsky took a step back. "I hate you, Kurt Hummel. I hope you rot in hell," he snarled.

"I don't believe in hell but if I'm going, I'm taking you down with me," Kurt promised him. "Leave me the hell alone, Karofsky. This is your last warning."

Kurt held his stare down with Karofsky for only a moment before storming out of the locker room. The warning bell had rung but instead of going to class, he went straight to the Cheerio's bathroom, texting Santana and Quinn an S.O.S. on his way.

"Get out!" he barked at the Cheerios girls that were fixing their hair. They scrambled out of bathroom without a word.

Kurt held onto the sink, closed his eyes, and let out a breath, his body shaking from the overwhelming surge of emotion coursing through him. He was angry at Jacob for not minding his damn business, he was angry at Karofsky for constantly getting in his face, he was angry at the blogger that had the audacity to bad mouth Blaine, but most of all he was angry at himself for allowing it all to get to him. He knew that emotions became heightened once someone turned of age. The very first thing they learned in their soulmate class was that turning of age meant the wakening of the soul and that the first couple of weeks consisted of their emotions trying to settle. He'd even seen a few people throughout his years at McKinley have moments where emotions got the better of them. But he hadn't realized how strong and overwhelming it truly was until that very moment.

"What's wrong?" Santana voice suddenly rang out. Kurt looked up at her and Quinn and immediately started crying. The girls hurried to his side and pulled him into a hug. "Who the fuck do I gotta cut?" she demanded.

Kurt shook his head frantically. "Stupid JBI and fucking Karofsky and that damn blogger acting like they have a fucking clue and I just miss Blaine so much! Shit! I hate this!" he rambled angrily. "Why am I so damn emotional?!"

Santana pulled back and cupped Kurt's face as Quinn wrapped her arms around his torso from behind and rested her head on his shoulder. "Because you're an overdramatic bitch like the rest of us," Santana told him with a smirk as she wiped away his tears.

"Shut up, Satan!" Kurt snapped. "This shit sucks. Everything about today fucking sucks!"

Santana stepped back, put her hands on her hips, and huffed. "What did JBI and Karofsky do this time? And what blogger are you talking about?"

"I already took care of JBI and Karofsky," Kurt said waving his hand dismissively. "It's the same shit but different day with them. And the blogger I'm talking about is this stupid fucker on Tumblr who was talking shit about Blaine and me last night. Some dumbass who thinks that Blaine and Sebastian are soulmates but Eric won't allow them to be together. I was up until 5 in the damn morning fighting with this guy!"

Santana shrugged. "Yeah well, that's what you get for going into the tags," she said and Kurt glared at her. "Don't give me that look. You know I'm right."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I know, ok? Just...ugh! I'm so frustrated and I miss Blaine!" he whined. "I miss him so damn much that it physically hurts!"

"Why don't call him?" Quinn suggested.

"Because he'd know something was wrong and I don't want to lie to him," Kurt pouted, holding back the tears. Quinn smiled sympathetically and hugged him a little tighter. "Damn this sucks. I knew I'd miss him but shit!"

"I don't know what to tell you, Kurt. Other than suck it up and deal," Santana said as the last bell rang. All three groaned. "And now we're officially late to class."

"Whatever," Kurt mumbled, reining his emotions back in and wiping away any stray tears. "All I know is that I'm in bitch mode today and if anyone even thinks of screwing with me I will not hesitate to claw their damn eyes out," he said and stormed out of the bathroom. Quinn and Santana smirked at each other and followed him out.


"Move," Kurt said gruffly to the girl sitting in the desk in the far corner of the room. The girl gave him a questioning look but got out of her desk anyway. Kurt flopped down in the seat and let out a short breath before pulling out his cell phone.

"Is there something wrong with your desk, Mr. Hummel?" his study hall teacher asked

Kurt rolled his eyes. She barely batted an eye lash when he walked into class late yet she was concerned by where he was sitting? "Does it really matter where the hell I'm sitting?" he asked her in response. "It's not like we do anything in here except twiddle our damn thumbs while you play Candy Crush," he grumbled, slouching in his seat and going to his messages.

The teacher pursed her lips, momentarily contemplating telling Kurt to put his cell phone away. But as she glanced around the room and saw that at least half the other students had their phones out, she decided against it. It wasn't like the students listened to her anyway. With an uncaring shrug, she turned her attention back to her computer.

From Kurt Hummel:
Have I mentioned how much I miss you? Cause I really fucking miss you.

Kurt sighed wistfully as he sent the message. He would do anything to be with Blaine right now. He opened his messenger bag and pulled out his notebook. He smiled to himself when he saw the doodle of his and Blaine's name in a heart and a wave of happiness rushed through him. Blaine Anderson is his soulmate, his one and only, and nobody could take that away from him.

From Blaine Anderson:
You may have mentioned it but I have no problem hearing it again. ;)
I really miss you too.

Shouldn't you be in class?

Kurt's anger dissipated a little more at Blaine's reply.

From Kurt Hummel:
I am in class but it's just study hall. It's not like we do anything.
Today sucks btw. I wish I was there with you.

From Blaine Anderson:
When I was in school, study hall meant we actually studied. ;p
I wish you were here too. Why does today suck? Did something happen? :(

Kurt worried his lip. He didn't want to lie to Blaine but he didn't want to tell him what actually happened either.

From Kurt Hummel:
Yes well, you went to a prep school that cared about your education. I go to a public school that's too cheap to even buy toilet paper and instead asks parents to donate rolls.
Nothing happened. I just really miss you and school sucks.

From Blaine Anderson:
Are you absolutely sure we can't convince your dad to let you come on tour with us? You'd get the best tutor money could pay for AND we provide our own toilet paper.

Kurt chuckled softly. The girl whose seat he'd stolen glanced at him curiously but a glare from Kurt made her quickly turn away.

From Kurt Hummel:
I'm sure but thanks for the offer.

From Blaine Anderson:

Sigh. I had to try.
I'm sorry you're not having a good day. If I was there I would kiss all your worries away. But since I'm not, I hope this makes you feel better.

Attached to Blaine's message was a picture of him hugging Sir Devon and pouting with a small smirk. Kurt swooned at the photo. Not only did Blaine's eyes and pout match Sir Devon's, but Blaine was wearing a wife beater so his broad shoulders and muscular arms were on display. How the hell did he get so lucky to have this man as his soulmate? That was one question Kurt knew he would be asking himself for the rest of his life.

From Kurt Hummel:
Seriously Blaine? You're so damn cute I can't stand it! Can I tweet that? Please let me tweet that!


From Blaine Anderson:
Lol! By all means tweet away. ;)
You're handling the riot though because I have to get ready for the VIP meet and greet.

Kurt grinned from ear to ear as he quickly typed out his reply.

From Kurt Hummel:
I'll deal with the riot. You go get ready. Text me later when you can. And thank you for the picture. It does make me feel better. xoxo

Kurt signed into his new twitter account for the first time since Saturday night and his eyes widened at his follower count. He had close to 10 million fans following him now and all because he was Blaine's soulmate. He thought about not tweeting the picture, concerned about the uproar he'd cause. But with one more look at the photo he decided he needed to tweet it. It was entirely too cute not to. If anything, the fans would love him for sharing such an adorable picture.

HisLuckyCharm: "I'm having an excruciatingly long day missing @WarblerBlaine so he decided to text me this picture. [Photo]"

HisLuckyCharm: "My question is, who's the bigger puppy? Also, how does he manage to be both adorable and sexy at the time? #ForeverSwooning"

Kurt's mentions exploded with fans replying to him, all agreeing that Blaine was indeed the bigger puppy and that it was unfair how he's both adorable and sexy at the same time. Kurt couldn't even be upset that the fans were essentially lusting over his soulmate. Had he been just a fan and Blaine's soulmate posted the picture, he would've have acted the same way.

WarblerBlaine: "@HisLuckyCharm I hope you have a good day my love. Xoxo"

Kurt smiled softly at Blaine's reply, favorited it and retweeted it before answering a few fans. He knew that missing Blaine right now was nothing but a tiny bump in the long road ahead, and while his heart ached for Blaine, it also soared because at the end of the day Blaine was his. It would be tough, but together they could make it through.


The week went by and Kurt's emotions slowly but surely began to even out. He had a couple of moments where he'd grow angry and snap for no reason, and he had several moments where he'd cry to himself because he missed Blaine so much. But by Friday he was mostly able to keep his emotions in check long enough to get home and talk to Blaine for a few minutes. That was the hardest part. The Warblers' schedule was jam packed and Blaine was usually exhausted by the time he was able to have an actual conversation with Kurt. Their days were filled with five minute phone calls every chance they got, and the one time Kurt insisted on talking late into the night despite his father telling him to go to bed, Blaine practically fell asleep. Being apart proved more difficult with each passing day and it had only been a week.

The members of New Directions all begged Kurt to tell them who his soulmate was, especially Rachel who felt the need to remind Kurt all week that she would be his sister-in-law one day. But Kurt kept his mouth shut and ignored their inquiries. They would find out when the time was right and it certainly wasn't anytime soon. He did plan on telling them eventually though, before the rest of the world found out who he was. As much as they irritated him, the glee club was his family and he would need them by his side when word got out.

Kurt prepared himself for the verbal assault he would get from Karofsky they next time they saw each other, his own insults ready in his back pocket for when the time arose. But Karofsky had barely looked his way throughout the week. His tormentor stayed out of his way and Kurt was both astonished and relieved by the change. He briefly thought about what it all meant but in the end he decided not to question it. He was too preoccupied worrying about SeblaineIsTrueLove, the blogger from Tumblr. Kurt hadn't confronted him again but he kept track of what the blogger said. Blaine told him the best way to stay on top of the gossip was to be involved so Kurt decided to do just that.

Friday evening Kurt sat on his bed with his laptop and chatted with the fans on Twitter while he waited for Blaine to call. His initial worry about how the fans would treat him had dissipated quite a bit throughout the week. He was still cautious with what he said, but they were welcoming and the only hate he saw was when he searched for it. None of his new followers had been anything but sweet to him and he was really starting to enjoy their virtual affection. One user in particular, a girl who started the KlainesArmy account, was amongst the first that caught his attention.

KlainesArmy: "The very best thing about @HisLuckyCharm is the fact that he's a total fanboy. For that reason alone I love him."

That was the moment Kurt decided to follow her. He had already tweeted her a couple times by then and her responses were always kind and respectful. He loved that he was able to flail with the fans about The Warblers and it seemed like the fans enjoyed it too. Blaine had told him that it was because it put Kurt on their level and it made him seem more accessible, so Kurt decided to go with it.

HisLuckyCharm: "Thanks for keeping me company as I wait for @WarblerBlaine to Skype. Maybe one day we can do a livestream together and talk with you all. ;)"

KlainesArmy: "@HisLuckyCharm You sir, are a total tease! #StopIt #NoDont #PleaseContinue"

Niff5Eva: "@HisLuckyCharm Klaine Skype Date. #SoDone"

BlainesWife: "@HisLuckyCharm OMG STOP! YOU ARE TOO DAMN CUTE! I CAN'T! Will you marry me? Please marry me! I love you so much!"

Kurt laughed at the multiple replies that essentially yelled at him for being a tease but he couldn't help it. The fans were so enthusiastic that it was difficult not to mess with them.

HisLuckyCharm: "@KlainesArmy You love that I'm a tease and you know it. ;p"

HisLuckyCharm: "@BlainesWife But you're already Blaine's wife. How can I marry you? :("

SebastianSmythe: "Sorry for my absence this week. It's been a busy few days. How are my sexy followers doing today?"

Kurt froze when he saw Sebastian's tweet. Blaine had told him to send Sebastian a message so they could talk about the problematic fans, but Kurt had yet to do it. And not because he didn't want to talk to Sebastian or anything. But because he was Sebastian Smythe, movie star extraordinaire. Talking with the Warbler guys was one thing. But talking with Sebastian? His soulmate's ex, the same man that made Kurt bawl like a baby as his character wept for his lost family? Yeah, that was a little daunting.

SebastianSmythe: "I have some big news coming up in the next few weeks. HUGE news in fact and we all know how fond I am of big things. ;) Stay tuned."

Kurt rolled his eyes at Sebastian's tweet. Everything Sebastian tweeted had some kind of sexual connotation to it and Kurt had yet to figure out how he felt about that. He admittedly liked Sebastian as an actor. But he had no idea how he would like him as a person. Santana's unfiltered mouth was one thing. But Sebastian Smythe? That was a whole other story. With a deep breath, Kurt went into his DMs and messaged Sebastian.


HisLuckyCharm:

Hi Sebastian, I'm Kurt. Blaine's soulmate. He told me you wanted me to message you so um, hi.

Kurt facepalmed as soon as he sent the message. What an idiotic way to start a conversation with a freaking movie star! Way to go Hummel.

SebastianSmythe:
Why hello there Kurt. I'm so glad you finally decided to message me. I've wanted to talk to you ever since I found out you were meant to be Blaine's. Now I can tell you of all the...adventures Blaine and I went on together. I assure you they were quite...well, maybe I should keep those stories to myself. ;)

Kurt blanched at the reply he received. Who the hell did this guy think he was? Kurt wasn't stupid. He knew very well that Sebastian was implying something sexual and it pissed him off that Sebastian thought he would be ok with this sort of conversation. He didn't know Kurt, and Blaine was not his soulmate. Sebastian had no right to say that to him.


HisLuckyCharm:

Listen here, Smythe. I don't know what Blaine has told you about me but I don't appreciate you talking about MY soulmate like that. I am well aware of your previous relations with Blaine so don't for a second think that I'm not in the loop.

SebastianSmythe:

Is that so?

HisLuckyCharm:
Yeah it is. I've read all the articles and I know your reputation. I'm only giving you a chance because Blaine asked me to. I don't care how famous you are. Not in the slightest. You either respect me and my relationship with Blaine or I will never give you the time of day. And you probably don't care. You're probably laughing your ass off at me right now and that's fine. Just remember that I bite.

KlainesArmy: "@HisLuckyCharm I do. I really, really do."

BlainesWife: "@HisLuckyCharm I'll divorce him for you I swear!"

SebastianSmythe: "It's official. @HisLuckyCharm is my new favorite person. Sorry @WarblerBlaine but I think I might have to steal him."

Kurt raised his brows in both surprise and confusion. What the hell Smythe?

SebastianSmythe:
HAHAHA! Oh my God! That was hilarious! Thank you for that. I was in need of a good laugh. I'm sorry if I offended you but I swear I was only joking. I just wanted to see how you would react and trust me when I tell you that it was the perfect reaction. You got snark kid and I like that. Oh and for the record, I'm very happy for you and Blaine. He's been my best friend for years and he's one of the few people I truly trust. He deserves to be happy and Kurt, you are his happiness.

Kurt couldn't help but smile a little by the end of Sebastian's reply. He wasn't exactly sure what he was getting himself into and he certainly did not appreciate Sebastian's joke. But at the same time he was really curious about his soulmate's ex. Blaine wouldn't tell him Sebastian's story but he had implied that Sebastian was broken and Kurt was dying to know what happened. Maybe if he became friends with Sebastian he could find out.

HisLuckyCharm: "@BlainesWife Well when you put it that way how can I resist? ;p"

HisLuckyCharm: "@SebastianSmythe @WarblerBlaine You aren't too bad yourself Smythe. Just remember what I said."

HisLuckyCharm:
Yes well, I was offended and I did not by any means appreciate your joke. But I am sorry I snapped. I just turned 18 last weekend and my emotions are still a little haywire.

SebastianSmythe:
No need to apologize Kurt. I remember turning of age. It sucked ass.

SebastianSmythe: "@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine Oh I remember. Just know that I bite back. ;)"

WarblerBlaine: "@SebastianSmythe @HisLuckyCharm You are not allowed to steal him Seb! He's mine! And he's right love. He does bite. Please watch him."

SebastianSmythe: "@WarblerBlaine @HisLuckyCharm You would know wouldn't ya Blainey boy? Remind me tell him about that time in the Dean's office."

WarblerBlaine: "@SebastianSmythe @HisLuckyCharm SHH! YOU WERE SWORN TO SECRECY SMYTHE! DON'T YOU DARE TELL HIM ANYTHING!"

HisLuckyCharm: "@WarblerBlaine @SebastianSmythe Oh now I am all kinds of intrigued."

Kurt squealed happily when he saw that Blaine logged into Skype. A second later, Blaine was calling him. His whole body relaxed the moment Blaine came on the screen. "Hi," he breathed.

"Hey," Blaine replied with a wide grin. He was sitting in the back of the bus with his guitar and songwriting book next to him. He'd been working on a new song for Kurt all week and he wanted to sing it for him. But first, he needed to know what was going on between his beloved and best friend. "You wanna tell me why Sebastian wants to steal you away from me?" he asked teasingly.

Kurt pursed his lips, a light blush creeping up his cheeks. "I uh...well he... ok, I'm just going to send you our conversation," he replied guiltily.

Blaine raised a curious brow and nodded slowly. He could only guess what Sebastian had said to him. Very few people were able to see through Sebastian's attitude and he sincerely hoped that Kurt would be one of those people.

HisLuckyCharm: "Alright it was fun but I must be off. Skype date time! @WarblerBlaine"

SebastianSmythe: "@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine Bow chikka wow wow. Later boys. Don't have too much fun without me. ;)"

Blaine decided against commenting on Sebastian's tweet and instead focused on the screen shots Kurt sent him. Kurt watched anxiously as Blaine read over their conversation, the blush on his cheeks deepening when Blaine's jaw went slack and his eyes widened.

"I'm sorry," Kurt blurted and Blaine gave him a confused look. "I know you asked me to be nice to him and I totally had every intention of doing that but it's been such a long week and I'm having all these issues controlling my emotions right now and he messaged me that and I just...I snapped."

"Kurt-"

"I'm really, really sorry Blaine," Kurt cut him off frantically, tears prickling in his eyes. "Please don't be upset with me."

Blaine shook his head. "I'm not upset with you," he promised him softly and Kurt visibly relaxed. "If anything I'm upset with him. I asked him to go easy on you, though I'm not at all surprised that he said that. Sebastian's a special brand of human. Very few people actually get him." Kurt nodded with a small smile. "I'm sorry that he offended you. I assure you he meant no harm."

"Ok," Kurt breathed out. "I'm confused by the whole wanting to steal me comment though."

Blaine chuckled. "It's because of how you replied. Your snark, your attitude. The fact that you spoke so freely to him despite him being famous. Sebastian hates when people act nice towards him because they feel like they have to. He'd much rather have someone be mean or rude to him than have them be fake. I can tell you right now that you've earned his respect and that is not an easy thing to do."

Kurt preened a little. "I was just speaking my mind. You know me enough by now to know that I am not one to hold back."

"No, you're not, and I adore that about you," Blaine replied with an endearing smile. "I also adore the way your cheeks flush when you're embarrassed or shy. And I'm especially fond of your laugh and the way your eyes always glimmer like the stars," he said lowly with a smirk.

Kurt looked away, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth and his entire face flushed pink. "My eyes glimmer like the stars? Really Blaine?" he asked teasingly, even though his heart was hammering in his chest.

Blaine shrugged coyly. "I only speak the truth my love, and the truth is that you are by far the most gorgeous man I have ever met. The world is going to be so jealous when they see the beauty that fate has bestowed upon me."

Kurt groaned and put his face in his hands to hide the way his cheeks grew darker. "Ok now you're just doing that on purpose," he whined with a pout, looking up at Blaine through his lashes.

Blaine gulped. He would do anything to be able to kiss Kurt right then and there. He was going to have to talk to Eric. He needed to see Kurt face to face soon or he was going to lose it. "Alright, I'll stop," he chuckled. "How was your week? Anything exciting happen?"

Kurt shrugged a little. "Not really. Same old same old. Although I did have a really weird dream."

"Oh? What was it?"

Kurt hesitated for a moment. He spent a lot of time throughout the week thinking about his dream. He couldn't figure out if it was real or not and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted it to be real and the more questions he had about Blaine's life before he became famous. But he worried that it wasn't real and he knew that he'd be highly disappointed if it was only a dream.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked him when Kurt didn't respond.

"Nothing," Kurt shook his head. "I just...the dream was about you, about us, and it kinda shook me. I can't figure out if it was real or not," he said quietly.

"You can tell me about it, love. I promise I'm not going to judge you or anything, if that's what you're worried about," Blaine spoke gently. What kind of dream could Kurt have had that he's scared to tell me?

"It's nothing like that," Kurt assured him. "I just...ok, remember how I told you that my mom died from Leukemia?" Blaine nodded. "Well, in the dream, I was in the hospital sitting in the children's room waiting for my parents when an older boy came in. I must have been like 7 and the boy had to have been like 13, maybe 14. I vaguely remember that day but in the dream, the boy was you, and you had gotten beat up." Blaine's eyebrows shot up. "You had a cast on one arm and bandages on the other. And you had a really awful black eye and your lip was split open." Blaine sucked his lip in, his eyes tearing up as memories of the day suddenly flooded him. "We talked for a moment about mean people in the world and then my parents called me, so I got up to leave but then-"

"You turned around and hugged me," Blaine cut him off and Kurt's jaw dropped. "You kissed me on the cheek and you told me not to let the bad people get me. I remember."

"You...that was real? That actually happened?" Kurt asked just above a whisper.

Blaine nodded, a small chuckle escaping his lips. "Yeah, it did. I never realized that was you. I don't believe it."

"So the first time we met was in the hospital," Kurt said in awe.

Blaine nodded and wiped a few tears away. "Yeah, I guess it was. Kurt... you have no idea how much that day has meant to me. I got my ass kicked for going to the Sadie Hawkins dance with another boy and my dad...God, my dad practically hated me by this point. I was so lost and just so done with everything. And then here comes this little boy, this incredibly sweet little boy who had this serenity about him and he gave me hope for the first time in a really long time. I can't believe that was you. Kurt," he breathed, reaching for the computer and stroking the screen, "the two times in my life when I needed saving, when I needed air because I was drowning, you were there. How did I ever get so lucky?"

"I've been asking myself the same thing all week," Kurt replied quietly, completely lost in Blaine's hazel eyes. "I just can't believe that it was really you."

Blaine's hand dropped from the screen, a small frown gracing his face. "I miss you so much, Kurt. I didn't think it was possible to miss someone this much. I wish so badly that I could hold you right now."

Kurt offered him a watery smile. "I miss you too, Blaine. But we can't...we talked about this already. We can't dwell on that right now because if we do, I'm just going to be a crying mess."

Blaine nodded and looked away. "I know, I'm sorry." Blaine looked back up after a few moments and his heart broke at the sorrow in Kurt's eyes. "I wrote a new song this week," he said with a small smile. "Do you want to hear it?"

Kurt breathed deeply and nodded. "Of course."

Blaine reached for his guitar and opened his notebook to the lyrics. "Now I'm expecting you to be completely honest with me here. If it sucks, I want to know."

Kurt scoffed and rolled his eyes playfully. "Oh please, as if you could ever write anything that isn't pure gold."

Blaine chuckled softly. "You'd be surprised with how many bad songs I've written," he said and Kurt hummed in disbelief. "But anyway, I wrote this for you so I hope you like it."

Blaine began strumming his guitar and Kurt was certain he had just melted through his bed. Blaine wrote him a song. Blaine Anderson, his soulmate, his everything, actually wrote him a song. He was never going to get over that.

You'll never know

What you've done for me

What your faith in me

Has done for my soul

And you'll never know the gift you've given me

I'll carry it with me

Through the days ahead I'll think of days before

You made me hope for something better

And made me reach for something more

You taught me to run

You taught me to fly

Helped me to free the me inside

Helped me hear the music of my heart

Helped me hear the music of my heart

You opened my eyes

You opened the door

To something I'd never known before

And your love

Is the music of my heart

For years, it was Kurt's words that made Blaine keep fighting when his life started to fall apart. A simple kiss on the cheek from a courageous little boy was what kept Blaine from giving in. And when the strength from their first meeting faded, when Blaine once again started feeling hopeless and lost, it was Kurt's encouragement, his certainty that Blaine was meant for more that gave him the courage to keep going. Kurt was always there in the back of Blaine's mind, either as his soulmate or as the little boy Blaine had held so close to his heart, and he would spend the rest of his life thanking the heavens for giving him the opportunity to love Kurt.

You were the one

Always on my side

Always standing by

Seeing me through

You were the song that always made me sing I'm singing this for you

Everywhere I go I'll think of where I've been

And you're the one who knew me better than anyone ever will again

You taught me to run

You taught me to fly

Helped me to free the me inside

Helped me hear the music of my heart

Helped me hear the music of my heart

You opened my eyes

You opened the door

To something I'd never known before

And your love

Is the music of my heart

Kurt sat stunned as Blaine sang out the last note, the lyrics replaying in his mind. Blaine set his guitar down and looked at Kurt bashfully. "What do you think?"

"Blaine, I...I don't even know what to say," Kurt breathed. "It's beautiful."

Blaine smiled softly and took a deep breath. "Kurt, I can't tell you enough how much you mean to me. You've always been there by my side, even when I didn't realize it was you. I can't even begin to fathom what my life would've been like had I not met you that day in the hospital, or that day in the park. I wouldn't be where I am if it weren't for you."

"Blaine," Kurt whispered.

"It's true," Blaine said, scooting closer to his computer as if it would allow him to be closer to Kurt. "That night after we met in the park, I made a promise to the little boy, to you, that I would never give up hope and that I would always stay true to myself. I made a promise that I would stay strong and be brave, and all because you had faith in me. I care about you so much, Kurt. I know things are tough right now but I promise we're going to get through this."

Kurt couldn't stop the tears that flowed down his cheeks. After years of listening to Blaine's music and idolizing the man that constantly gave him the courage to be himself, he couldn't believe that he was the one that gave Blaine strength. He couldn't believe that he was the one that gave Blaine hope. "I really care about you too," he said, placing his left hand on his computer screen.

Blaine placed his left hand on his screen and his heart ached. It was the closest he could get to his beloved and the distance was starting to get to him. He opened his mouth to assure Kurt once again that they would be alright, that they would make it until the next time they were able to see each other, but stopped when a knock on the door interrupted him. He looked up from the screen as the door opened and Eric walked in, a cautious look in his eyes. Blaine pulled his hand back from the screen as worry suddenly flowed through him. He knew what that look meant.

"I hate to do this but I have to go," he said regrettably. Kurt frowned but nodded. "I promise to call you back in a little while."

"I'll be waiting," Kurt replied with a sad smile. "Bye, Blaine."

"Bye, my love." Blaine signed out of Skype and looked up at Eric. "What's wrong?"

Eric took a deep breath as he walked over to Blaine. "We need to talk."