AN: HI GUYS! Okay, so my beta seems to have fallen off the face of the planet :( So I need a new one...any of you lovelies up for the challenge? And I know its kind of rude to do that, but my biggest pet peeve as both a reader and author is when the authors don't update on a regular basis. I really like to get at least a chapter out a month...but yeah, for now I'll be betaing my own shit. So without further ado, chapter 2!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters as created by Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuck and Ian Brennan. And judging by the content of this story, you all should be really glad I don't.
Blaine watched, smiling wickedly to himself as the ink bled across the page, spacing the letters out carefully so they wouldn't run together. It all had to be just right, and practice makes perfect. He knew the small delicate strokes of his hand would be something he needed later, so he made sure each one was fluid. He finished the "Y" in Karofsky and blew gently across the page helping the ink to dry. He then moved down to number two, he paused here, thinking carefully as to which name should go next. He knew who he wanted first, that was easy, but after that he hadn't thought to much. Mentally scolding himself for the lack of foresight, he brought the tip of the pen to his lips and bit on it thinking about who needed to go when. He knew chewing pens was a bad habit, but it was the one bit of imperfection he'd let himself have. Maybe that was his draw to Kurt, he was perfect. And strived to be so. Smiling he wrote down the next name "Wes Greyson". Wes said he strived to have the Warblers be perfect, but rarely did that ever even come close to happening. Blaine was always perfect. He had never messed up a number, and didn't intend to start doing so any time soon.
As he started writing Greyson Blaine admired the gentle slope of the "G" and decided he liked the fluidity of a curved stroke, he would remember that. Once again he blew across the page, this time noticing the way the ink absorbed into the paper. The sight was entrancing, the way the smooth liquid moved, and sank into the paper. His eyes grew dark watching the ink flow, soon his normally brown eyes were as black as the ink as he stared at the words and numbers on the page. He felt the excitement bubbling in his veins and closed his eyes, willing himself to calm down. He knew if he got to excited that he'd slip up, and he couldn't have that, he breathed deeply through his nose, remembering the goal of what he was going to do and opened his eyes back down at the page. He brought the pen to the paper again, determined to enjoy the look of the ink, but not to let it distract him.
The next name made Blaine grimace, he wasn't made of stone, but he knew it needed to be done. So he wrote across the third line, "Rachel Berry". It wasn't that he particularly hated her, its just...she got in Kurt's way. All of these people who were being listed did. And Blaine and Kurt need perfection. So the only way to have Blaine's life perfect is to be with Kurt. And in order for that, Kurt's life needed to be perfect, which involves getting rid of those who are in his way so he can be happy.
Next was William Schuester, who never realized Kurt's full talent and hid him in the back. Following Schuester, was Sue Sylvester. Blaine knew she would be a challenge, but she hurt his Kurt, and used him to her own advantage. She didn't want Kurt to feel special or important, all she wanted was to win. Then it was Ryan Kendricks, he would be a treat. Blaine had never liked Ryan, far to lacksidasical in everything he did, but Ryan had flirted with Kurt, who had so kindly told him he wasn't interested. But Ryan had persisted, trying to insist that Kurt "give him a chance" and go on a date with him. Blaine had intervened calmly, telling Ryan to back off of Kurt as his advances were inappropriate and untoward. Blaine had wanted to kill him then, but he held off knowing everything has its time and place.
The final name was the hardest to write, he actually wasn't looking forward to that one, which is why he was last. Last on the list was, Finnley Hudson-Hummel. Blaine, actually kind of liked Finn. He'd met him twice now, and didn't really have anything against him, except of course what he did to Kurt. Sure Finn wasn't his only tormentor, and certainly wasn't the worst, but he had the power to stop it and he didn't. Kurt had gone on a rant one morning about how Finn would try to protect Kurt, and it'd work for a little while, but Finn would never man up enough to truly protect Kurt.
That's what Blaine was aiming to do, protect Kurt, and be there for him no matter what. He knew that Finn was going to hurt Kurt quite a bit, but in the end, Kurt would be better for it. He'd have no one stopping him, and he'd have Blaine by his side.
He looked down at the page, happy with how perfect it all looked. Each letter was flawless, the numbers were all parallel and straight. Perfection. Well, almost. As Blaine looked down at the page, the stark white contrasting beautifully with the black ink, he felt like there was something missing, something felt off kilter about the page. So he thought about his soon to be victims, reflecting on their imperfections. He smiled darkly at the page when he realized the common flaw among them. He pulled the pen to the top of the page, and in the margin in large block letters wrote "Courage".
The one thing they all were missing.
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