Ideal
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"I'm going to miss you." Blaine smiled sadly as he fondled Kurt's hand.
Kurt smiled softly and licked his lips, "But I'm going to miss you even more."
The two stood in front of Kurt's house, with Rachel and Finn inside. Blaine brought his hand up to Kurt's cheek. "We still have Skype, though." He said, as he convinced himself.
A smile spread on Kurt's face, "Yeah, we do." He leaned into Blaine's hand.
"Kurt?" Rachel walked out of the house to find Blaine and Kurt.
Blaine pulled away from Kurt and smiled sweetly at the new arrival, "Hello, Rachel."
She gave a smile, "Hi, Blaine." Her grin faded and looked at Kurt, "Are we leaving soon?"
Kurt nodded, "Just let me say goodbye." He passed a look to Blaine for Rachel to see.
"We're only going to be gone a few days." Rachel complained. She crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Rachel!" Kurt snapped.
"Fine, fine. Going." She huffed. The door closed after her.
Kurt turned back to Blaine, "Sorry about that…" He gave a shy grin.
Blaine shrugged, "No harm done." Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt and pulled him close. "We better say goodbye. I don't want Finn coming out here." Blaine smirked and widened his eyes when he said the boy's name.
Kurt gave a small laugh and smiled widely at Blaine's touch, "Right." Kurt placed a hand in the crease of Blaine's neck, "I'll see you later tonight." His smile turned into a smirked.
Blaine tried a laugh, "I guess you will." Kurt nodded. Blaine tilted his head slightly and pressed his lips on Kurt's. Their kiss lasted until they had to pull away for air.
The two smiled at each other in happiness. "Like I said, I'll see you tonight."
A nod came from Blaine, "Yeah." He thought a moment as they went silent, "Will you be driving there?"
"Finn and I will be taking turns, probably. Rachel will be nagging about Finn's driving." Kurt answered.
"Okay." Blaine nodded. "I better go then. You drive safely and be a complete backseat driving when Finn's driving." He winked.
Kurt laughed, "I will, don't worry." Blaine slipped his lips onto Kurt's once more. He continued on his way to his car. Kurt couldn't help but follow him. They reached the car and Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's again. "Don't forget to call or text me when you get home."
Blaine gave a laugh, "Yes, sir." He smirked at his boyfriend. He slipped into his car.
The spoken to boy shook his head, "I'll see you later." He said one more time.
"You will." Blaine winked and smiled his dashing smile before he drove off.
Kurt watched from the street as Blaine drove off. He didn't head back inside until Blaine's car was out of sight.
"I'm glad you made it okay." Blaine spoke through the headphones in Kurt's ears.
Kurt nodded, "Yeah, me too. Sorry I'm late, though."
Blaine shrugged, "No big deal. Traffic, was it?"
A shake of the head came from Kurt, "No. My dad felt the need to give me the protection talk… again."
"Huh?" Blaine's eyebrows shot up in shock.
Kurt gave a laugh, "Rachel let it slip that I was seeing you."
"Oh," Blaine slightly relaxed. "You hadn't told him?"
"I haven't really talked to him…" Kurt defended. "I was going to tell him tonight, when I got off the video call with you." Blaine nodded his head, understand. "Rachel wants to stay the whole weekend." Kurt confessed.
Blaine cocked an eyebrow, "Why? Her dads?" he guessed.
Kurt's eyebrows rose slightly but nodded his head, "She hasn't seen them in a while."
Blaine nodded and thought a moment, "So you're staying there?"
An inhaled breath came from Kurt, "I don't know. We only brought one car up, so if Rachel gets her way like she always does, then… yeah, I'll probably have to stay."
A nod came from Blaine, "Okay. Well… Skype." Blaine only had to speak one word for Kurt to know what he meant.
That conversation ended and the two talked for an hour before Kurt yawned for the fourth time during the video call. Blaine insisted that they log off and get some sleep.
Kurt protested for a bit before he slowly but surely gave up the fight. The two said their goodbyes.
Kurt lied awake for just a few hours and with Blaine's face burning into his mind, he finally got to sleep.
Blaine stayed up for an hour more until Melanie came to his door and told him she was going to bed so she could get a good night's rest for the next day. Blaine followed his mother's actions.
'Good morning' Blaine sat in the kitchen helping his mother as much as he could when he sent the text message to Kurt. They had promised to text all day if and when they could.
He placed the phone on the table as he waited. Finally, the phone beeped and Blaine snatched it up, 'Good morning! Did you sleep well?'
Blaine smiled at the phone, 'Yeah. And you?' Right after the message sent, Blaine quickly sent another, 'Oh and happy Thanksgiving.'
Melanie shook her head at Blaine and he made it known that he was ignoring her. The phone beeped once more, 'Yeah I slept good. Happy Thanksgiving to you too. What you doing?'
'Helping mom with cooking. Trying at least.' Blaine pressed send and looked at Melanie. She smiled at him.
"You two are acting like a teenagers."
"Well, that's not fair to say, mom. Kurt's still a teenager." Blaine smirked.
Melanie shook her head, "You know that is not that I meant." Her voice snapped back.
Blaine's face fell, "I know…" The magical beep came back.
'Tell her hi for me. Rach and I are about to finish cooking.'
The smile returned on Blaine's face, "Kurt says hi."
A laugh came from Melanie, "Tell him the same."
Blaine nodded. 'She says hi. Sounds fun! (Not?)' Blaine look back at Melanie, "Are you sure I can't do anything?" He asked as his phone was still in his hand.
Melanie shook her head, "Not yet. I can do this. Besides, you need your hourly dose of Kurt time." She gave an innocent smile.
Blaine glared at her. 'Not. She does everything wrong! :) I'll talk to you later.' Kurt replied.
'OK text me when you can.' Blaine placed his phone back on the table and watched for Kurt's reply.
'You know I will.' Blaine considered that conversation over and he stood up.
"You don't need to do anything yet. Why don't you call Eli? He hasn't arrived yet."
Blaine's eyebrows scrunched together, "What do you mean? I thought he was in his old room?"
Melanie shook her head, "He didn't come home yesterday and he hasn't shown up this morning. Just call him, will you?"
Blaine gripped the phone in his hand. He continued looking at Melanie, "Have you tried calling?"
She nodded her head, "No answer. Tried four times."
He pressed a few buttons and the phone was calling Eli. Ring after ring. Blaine bit his lip and left the kitchen. He grabbed his jacket from the chair and made his way outside.
"Hey you reached Eli-"
Blaine ended the call. He waited a few seconds before trying again. Ring after ring. He felt for his keys; they were still up in his room. Blaine waited patiently.
"Hey you reached-"
Blaine repeated his actions, but made his way back inside and up to his room to grab his keys. He was making his way back down when the voicemail came on once again.
He ended the call and shouted around the house, "I'm going to Eli's." He didn't bother to wait for replies. He just headed out of the house.
Three more times Blaine tired to call. His heart raced. In the middle of a call, his call waiting beeped. He looked quickly to see if it was him. Dani Anderson blinked.
He groaned, "What?" He answered.
"What were you on about? Where's Eli?"
"I don't know, Dani. He's not answering his phone."
Silence came through the phone, "You're kidding, right?"
"Why would I kid?"
He heard Danielle's breath hitch, "Get off the phone. Mom will kill you if she finds out you're driving while on the phone."
Blaine gave a pathetic laugh, "Right. I'll call you when I get there."
Danielle was quick to answer, "Okay. Be safe. Love you."
"You too."
Blaine hung up with Danielle and was turning at the street five blocks away from Eli's apartment. His phone rang.
He looked down and almost crashed. Eli Anderson blinked at him. He pulled over the side of the road and answered. "Eli?"
"Hey," Eli said calmly.
"Where the hell were you?" Blaine's eyes watered.
"My phone was dead and then I forgot I plugged it in…" Eli trailed off and Blaine took it as he was finished.
Blaine let out a breath, "You could have come to the house anyway."
"I'm not at home." Eli said simply.
"What?" Blaine let his eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.
"I'm at Montpelier." Eli's voice was quiet.
Blaine went silent. "You're at the hospital? Why?"
"Will was in a car crash…" Eli paused and Blaine's eyebrows shot up. Will Hansen was Eli's best friend, since they were little. Blaine didn't know much about him, but he met with him more time than he could count. Will felt like family to the Anderson's.
In the pause, Blaine asked the common question, "Is he all right?"
"No. Maybe… I don't know. They won't let me see him. His sister's trying to get here, but she lives five hours away. She tried getting a plane ticket and that didn't work out. I heard she's really nice. Will always told him that they got along with they were kids." Eli took a deep breath, "His parents are both dead. So his only family lives five hours away and she's stuck in traffic and probably won't get here for a while."
"Eli…" Blaine spoke softly, carefully. He knew when Eli got vulnerable that he tried to cover it up by talking.
"And she has a daughter, so she'll have to stop every once and a while. I talked to her before my phone died last night – that's how I know she has a daughter. She started to cry! But she's not married. Will said that the father ditched when he found out she was pregnant." Eli continued to ramble on.
"Eli…" he tried again.
"Will was just going to the store for some food. You know, for anything to eat on Thanksgiving. He was going to be by himself this year. He even kept it secret that he was going to be alone. He didn't tell me… Why didn't he tell me? Mom would have gladly let him join us. So why didn't he tell me? I thought he could tell me anything?" Eli questioned.
Blaine calmly spoke, "Eli, how did you know he was in a car accident?"
Eli's breath hitched and his voice went to a high pitch, "He had me on the list to call in emergencies."
Blaine was in shock. He couldn't remember the last time he had heard Eli so upset about anything. Blaine shut his eyes tight, "Okay… Eli, I'm going back home to tell the others and we'll be there soon, okay?"
"You don't need to. Really, you don't. You have the others coming. Mom has food, I'm sure. She always does. And besides, I'm fine here on my own. Really, Blaine. I'll be there in time for eating. I'm not any use here anyway… since I'm not… family."
Blaine shook his head to himself, "You're family in the sense of the word. And no, you will not be fine on your own. I'm at least going, okay?"
Eli went quiet for a moment before he finally replied in one simple word, "Okay."
He turned the car around and made his way back to his house. "Eli, I'm going to stay on the phone with you."
"You're driving?" Eli asked.
"Yes." Blaine simply said.
"Get off of the phone. Now. I will not have someone else in a car crash." Eli's voice was harsh.
It shocked Blaine slightly. "Okay, Eli. I'm at a stop sign. I'll call you when I'm about to leave the house, okay?"
Eli quickly answered, "Okay." Blaine was about to speak when Eli spoke again, "And Blaine?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
Blaine felt tears pierce his eyes, "Of course."
Kurt was with his family, including his extended; the three married couples. The thought of Blaine being with him crossed his mind quite a few times, but he shot them out of his mind. He thought it was a bit odd when he texted Blaine before they started to eat that he hadn't responded.
It had been twenty minutes and Kurt had convinced himself that Blaine was eating as well. Kurt didn't really pay attention to the conversations his small family was having. Blaine was on his mind.
"Kurt?" Carole spoke to him.
"Hm?" Kurt snapped to her.
"What's wrong?"
Kurt shook his head, "Nothing. I just… I texted Blaine a while ago. He hasn't answered back."
"Maybe he's eating." Finn suggested.
Kurt nodded, "That's what I was thinking." Kurt bit the inside of his mouth to continue with his sentence.
"Kurt, are you sure he's a good guy?" Burt asked.
"Yes, dad. Rachel and Finn both have met him." Kurt's eyebrows scrunched together, directing his confusion to Burt.
Burt nodded his head, "Well, I think Carole and I should meet him. Sometime soon."
Kurt sat up straight, "Okay."
The conversations between the others started again and Kurt looked down at the phone in his lap. He tapped a few things and he quickly typed, 'Blaine? You eating?'
He watched the clock on his phone as ten minutes went by. "This isn't like him." Kurt whispered.
"What?" Rachel spoke. Kurt looked up at her with his eyebrows rose. "What did you say, Kurt?"
Kurt's sentence he didn't want to say came out, "It isn't like him to just, not text me back. He said he could keep his phone on while he ate." Kurt thought a moment, "Maybe I should call him."
Rachel opened her mouth to respond when Finn cut her off, "Dude, you're being a bit obsessive."
"Finn…" Carole warned softly.
"Excuse me?" Kurt snapped.
Rachel came to his rescue, "I think what he means is that sometimes people need space. Just-"
Finn cut her off, "I'm sure you've been talking to him since we've left. Give him some time to relax."
"Maybe you shouldn't say it like that, Finn. Kurt, I'm sure that was not how he meant it." Carole tried.
Kurt watched the family go back and forth; his father spoke next, "Just let him come to you, okay Kurt? Some people just need some time with their families."
"But he would have told me…" Kurt fought.
"Dude, just let him breath." Finn said.
Kurt's eyes widened, "What is that suppose to mean?" he snapped.
Finn shook his head, "I'm just saying, Kurt."
"Finn's right, though. You just need to let him breath. Let him call you." Rachel's voice was showered in her confident voice.
Kurt looked around the table. Carole looked nervous. Burt went back to his food. Leroy and Hiram were looking a bit lost and nervous at the change of atmosphere. Rachel and Finn looked like they knew they were right.
His jaw tightened and his hand went into a tight ball. And with his lips thinned he spoke, "You have no right."
Rachel showed the same expression Kurt had just a few moments before, "Excuse me?"
"I can handle myself and you three know nothing of Blaine. And you are just judging him. Maybe I have found someone that is good for me." Kurt held a steady voice.
"Kurt, we're just trying to help you." Burt said.
He shook his head, "No. You're insulting me and making it sound like Blaine is already annoyed with me. And I'm telling you, this isn't like him to just not reply. Not when it's this spaced out."
"Kurt," Rachel began. He snapped his head towards her, "You only just met him not even a week ago."
"So?" Kurt defended.
"Well, you don't know that much about him in all honesty."
Finn backed up his wife, "You're getting way too attached too quickly."
"They're right, Kurt." The addressed looked at his father. "We're just trying to look after you."
Kurt shook his head and took a look at Carole who kept her lips thin, not saying a word. He then looked at the other silent couple, mentally noted that they haven't said a word about the subject. "I may not have known him that long, and maybe I am overanalyzing this whole not-texting-me-back thing… But I can't help but wonder if something is wrong!"
"Wrong? Kurt-" Rachel spoke once again but was cut off by Kurt's phone ringing. Kurt stood up and took a look at the group of people at the table.
"It's Blaine." Kurt said with strength before he went out of the room. "Hello?" He answered the ringing phone.
"Hey, sorry I didn't text you back." Kurt automatically noticed Blaine's phone was on speaker and the man's voice was in complete distress.
"It's okay… Is everything all right?"
A silence came between the lines before Blaine answered, "I'm on the road. I'm going to the hospital."
Kurt felt sick, "What? Are you hurt? Is something wrong?"
"I'm not hurt, don't worry. Has Eli ever mentioned Will to you?" Kurt observed his struggle for his voice to stay calm.
He thought back for a moment, "Yes. His best friend?"
"That's him." Kurt listened to quiet for a second, "He was in a car crash. Eli's at the hospital and I'm headed there now."
"Oh my God…" Kurt softly spoke. "What about your family?"
"I'm the only one going. We'll be back before the others come anyway. They won't let Eli see him or anything. He's not family." Kurt was about to ask a question when Blaine answered for him, "Will's sister is on her way to the hospital. She lives like five hours away, so who knows when she'll get here. So Eli doesn't know a single thing."
"Right…" Kurt said. "Is Eli okay?" Kurt sat down on the couch.
"I talked to him earlier. He seems to be fine for now. But I have a feeling he's not. He just doesn't sound right, you know? And I'm sure he feels completely useless, since he can't do anything. Eli should be able to see him, but they aren't letting him. Will's like family to us." Blaine sped through the words.
"So he's just sitting there in the waiting room? For how long?" Kurt saw Carole enter the living room and look at him in concern. Kurt shook his head waved his hand, as kindly as he could.
Blaine answered his question in a long version, "Well, I talked to him just a few minutes ago and he said he got the call last night. So he went and stayed there for the night. He took the phone with him and he did all the calling, like Will's sister, and all. But his phone died after he talked to the sister." Blaine paused a moment, and Kurt heard his blinker.
Kurt slipped in some words, "If you're turning and all that stuff, then don't talk when you do so. Keep your concentration on the road." He advised. Carole took a seat on the couch, on the other side of Kurt.
"Right," Blaine started once more. "So he went home and put the phone on the charger and completely forgot about his phone until this morning. He had put the phone on silent – I think – because he didn't hear us calling him. And finally he called me back when I was on my way to see him. Kurt… Can I be honest?" Blaine's rushed words came to a stop.
"Of course…" Kurt was astonished. He had never heard Blaine talk so fast.
"I'm… scared, Kurt. I'm really scared. But mainly for Eli." Blaine was back to his normal speed. Kurt was about to reply when Blaine spoke once more, "I'm about to hit a dead spot. Why don't you try calling Eli? If you have time, I mean. Because if I know him, he'll just blabber and blabber. Just until I get there and then you're free."
"What do you mean, blabber?"
"When he feels useless or scared or anything like that… he kind of just talks and talks, like his life depended on it." Blaine answered and gave a small pitiful laugh.
"Is it an Anderson thing?" Kurt smiled to himself.
Blaine's laughter continued slightly, "Yeah, I guess so." A pause came from Blaine. "I'm sorry, Kurt… Oh Lord, I haven't even asked you how the family is. How's your Thanksgiving stuff going?"
Kurt laughed, "Don't worry about that now, Blaine. We'll talk about that later. How far away from the hospital are you?" Kurt asked.
"About thirty minutes. Give or take a few…"
"Okay. I'll call Eli in a few minutes then. Keep me posted, okay?" Kurt smiled fondly as he heard Blaine let out a sigh of relief.
"Will do, Kurt. Promise. Thank you."
"Don't thank me. I'll talk to you later." Kurt said. "Bye, Blaine." The two said their goodbye and Kurt turned to his step-mother. "What?"
"Is everything all right?" Carole asked, concerned.
"Blaine's brother's best friend was in a car accident." Kurt answered with gloom.
Carole's eyebrows shot up, "Oh my. Is he…?"
"They don't know anything about his condition." Kurt relaxed.
Carole nodded, "I'm sorry, Kurt… About them." Carole tried.
Kurt shook his head, "It's not your problem to deal with, Carole. Look, I have to call Eli… Can we talk later?"
"Of course." Carole answered confidently. She tapped Kurt's knee and smiled a supportive smile. "He called you when he didn't really need to." She nodded her head, "He seems like someone that we should meet."
Kurt smiled, "Yeah."
"Don't worry about the dishes. I got that. You worry about your stuff." Kurt responded with a grateful smile and Carole winked and left the room.
Kurt took a deep breath and called Eli's number.
"Hello?" His voice was soft.
"Hey, Eli. I heard about Will…" Kurt thought about his voice of words.
"Did Blaine call you?" Eli's voice was cold.
"… Yes. Is that okay?" Kurt's heart started to beat fast.
Silence came from Eli for just a moment, "Yes."
It went quiet between the two before Kurt decided to say, "Eli… You can talk to me. Just pretend we're on one of our coffee meetings."
Eli didn't say a word, but gave a small whimper.
"I can't imagine how you feel, Eli. But you are my friend. An amazing friend who needs someone to listen. And you were there for me to talk to. So, let me help you now."
With Eli's voice low, he spoke about anything and everything that was on his mind. And Kurt listened, like the friend he was. After a while, the shock of how much Eli could talk went away. And the older man just kept on talking.
Kurt was satisfied with himself; he was a friend that Eli needed. "… I just can't imagine what it would be like, you know? What it – Hey! I see Blaine!"
"Good. Are you going to be okay? I mean, of course you will be, since Blaine's there, but…"
"Kurt… I want to thank you. For everything." Eli said in a sincere voice.
"Of course." Kurt smiled to himself.
"He's about to come in." Eli paused. "Thank you for a being a friend when I need one. But most of all, Kurt, thank you for being a brother." Eli's voice and words were showered with genuine compassion.
A/N: In all honesty, I don't know how long this story is going to be. I'll let you know when I figure it out, though.