Kurt was walking far ahead of Blaine, wringing his hands and talking quietly to himself. Blaine followed at a distance, thinking to himself about what had just happened with Santana.
Personally, Blaine had never even realized that something like homosexuality existed until he moved into the city. Even then all he heard were whispers and rumors, nothing concrete to base his knowledge off of. It seemed like something you didn't think about. It was too taboo, it wasn't right by any means.
There were small sparks here and there, like earlier today when he was playing the piano. He never wanted to think that he would ever be subject to those unclean thoughts.
While Blaine was fighting himself, Kurt was having his own inner turmoil. Kurt knew he was gay. Arguably he'd known it since he was young, he just didn't know what it was called. His dad, well his dad tried his best to understand, but eventually Kurt had to move away just to make it easier for the man to live with himself.
Kurt knew it was wrong, but every once in a while he could convince himself that it was somewhat normal, that he wasn't worth less than anyone else. He could even argue that it was sinful, but it he was being honest with himself he'd renounced any form of god years ago.
But now that Santana had decided to bring this in full light of someone he barely knew, albeit someone he truly did want to be around, it broke past everything he had been trying to hide.
Kurt found himself in the middle of a park. He threw himself down onto one of the benches that were scattered around, hoping that Blaine would choose to sit down next to him. He didn't want to push any boundaries that might scare Blaine away.
To his surprise, Blaine sat down next to him, leaving a foot of space between them. Neither of the men said anything for a while. Both of them were fighting tears, too busy in their own minds to realize each other's anguish.
Eventually Kurt managed to compose himself, and he looked over at Blaine, "I'm sorry she did that to you."
"No, it's okay. I needed that from someone."
Kurt looked at Blaine, seeing how his hands were shaking. He didn't say anything, but let Blaine slide in and out of his thoughts.
"I am," Blaine finally said, softly. There was a silence until he repeated himself, with a bit more force "I am gay."
Kurt's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Really? You don't have to say that for my sake."
Blaine sat forward, "I'm not. I actually have never said it out loud before, because I never wanted to accept it but I guess I can't run."
Kurt nodded, "I'm sure you've realized I am too."
Blaine laughed. It started as a small chuckled and ended in a full on, hysterical, laugh.
Kurt couldn't help but join in. the two sat on the bench laughing at each other, unable to stop for the longest time.
A few minutes later, when they both composed themselves, Kurt found himself looking at Blaine. They both felt lighter somehow, even if they still had this secret that they had to keep to themselves.
"Thank you." Blaine said to Kurt with full sincerity.
"For what?"
Blaine shrugged, "for helping me realize a lot in only a few hours. For the best night in Paris I've had so far. For helping me live…"
Kurt looked up, smiling at Blaine. "Yes, well thank you for not running away from me earlier."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
The two of them sat in silence for a while, more comfortable than before. "You really are something different aren't you, Kurt?" Blaine asked, closing the awkward distance on the bench between them.
"I wouldn't say that, except for one minor detail."
Blaine chuckled, "What's that?"
Kurt came dangerously close, "I think we've kind of clarified what that is, don't you think?"
Blaine hummed, taking in the entirety of Kurt's face: the slope of his nose and the bright blue green of his irises. He stopped himself at the last moment from looking down to his lips, trying to keep some level of distance just in case.
It turned out that that wouldn't matter. Kurt, taking a leap of faith tipped his head and leaned in, pausing for a moment to let Blaine pull away if he needed to.
He kissed Blaine softly. It was dry and sweet, and was a heartbeat too short. When he pulled away, he searched Blaine's face for any signs of inhibition.
There weren't any. In fact, Blaine smiled at him.
"I, uh, well…" Kurt finally said, a little less composed than usual. "Was that too much."
Blaine shook his head. "No." he responded, and leaned in for the second kiss that night.