A/N: This chapter & the next chapter are my favourites :)

"Hi."

That one simple word made Blaine break and he darted towards Kurt, wrapping his arms around his waist and burying his face in his shoulder. Kurt was a little shocked, but he wrapped his arms around Blaine's body nonetheless and hugged him close, breathing in the scent he'd missed so much.

"Hi." Blaine replied, his voice muffled.

The two boys reluctantly pulled apart and stared at each other with equal amounts of sadness and despair in their eyes.

"Let's go inside." Kurt said, attempting a smile as he held the door open for Blaine.

They found a table to sit at and both ordered a drink, sitting in awkward silence for a while.

"You look...awful actually." Blaine said, fiddling with his hands.

"That makes two of us then," Kurt chuckled. "I haven't been sleeping or...uh, eating for days."

Blaine nodded, staring down at the table. "I...I feel like I should say something but I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to say."

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything," Blaine said. "I just...everything. Start from the beginning maybe?"

"Okay, well...My name is Kurt Hummel, I was born on May 27th, 1871 -" Kurt heard Blaine's sharp intake of breath but continued anyway. "I died on May 26th, 1888 - the day before my seventeenth birthday and the day that I came out to my dad. He wasn't...accepting, it was the 1800's after all, and he kicked me out. I basically just wandered around all night and someone found me, and...well, killed me. When I realised I was a vampire, the first thing I did was go home. I found my dad and I..." Kurt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, wishing he didn't have to think about all of the stupid, regrettable things he did. "I killed him -"

"Kurt -"

"I wanted him to feel the pain that I felt when he told me I wasn't his son anymore, and it's probably the stupidest thing I've ever done. I went kind of crazy after that and just killed anybody I could find. I was still hurting and suddenly it felt even worse than it did before - when you're a vampire, your feelings are kind of...intensified. I calmed down after a while and learned to block out that pain until it didn't really hurt anymore. I sort of became numb to everything after that, though, and I didn't care about anybody's feelings and I never let myself feel. I didn't kill people as much as I used to but I still did...a lot."

"What about when you met me?" Blaine asked, his stomach twisting into knots.

Kurt took a deep breath before speaking. "When I first saw you I...I wanted to rip you apart," He admitted, noticing how tears welled up in Blaine's eyes. "I could smell your blood from the other side of the room and for some reason the scent was a lot stronger than everybody else's. That's the reason that I came over to you in the first place. But then you ran away from me and I started feeling guilty, and for somebody who'd been ignoring their feelings for over a hundred years, that wasn't a fun experience. I saw the car almost hit you and I kind of felt like I was going to puke, so I ran after you and pushed you out of the way. When you went home, I fed on some random person, thinking that it might help me to forget about you but it didn't. I just felt empty and I wasn't the least bit satisfied that I'd killed someone, I was the complete opposite.

Then I saw you at the restaurant, and I mentally told myself that I was going to kill you. When I finally got you away from your friends, I thought that I'd actually do it for a minute. Then you asked me on that stupid date and I genuinely wanted to go. Not to kill you, but to actually spend time with you. Since then, I haven't once had the urge to kill you. I haven't really wanted to kill anybody, I only did for a while because I had to eat."

Blaine wiped away the tears that had fallen and sniffled a little. "You nearly killed my best friend."

"I know, and I'm so, so sorry," Kurt said earnestly. "He was winding me up deliberately and I didn't see that he was trying to get me to bite him on purpose."

"You lost your temper," Blaine said, understanding what Kurt was saying. "And you bit him. What if that happens with us? What if we're arguing and I say something you don't like?"

"I would never hurt you Blaine," Kurt replied. "I...you might not be ready to hear this but I really need to say it -"

"Kurt, don't -"

"I love you," Kurt said in a rush of breath. "And I know that sounds ridiculous, but I swear to you, I mean it."

"Kurt," Blaine said, full on crying now. "I believe you. But I can't...I can't be with somebody who kills innocent people."

"I'll stop," Kurt said. "There are loads of vampires who feed on animal blood instead of human blood and they survive."

"Kurt, stop -"

"Please," Kurt begged, a tear falling down his cheek. "I'll do anything to be with you, just please give me a chance."

"Kurt, I can't just..." Blaine sighed, wiping his tears. "I need some time, okay? I need to think about everything that you've told me. It's not a no, but it's not a yes either."

Kurt nodded, wiping the tear away. "Okay."

Blaine stood up and walked around the table, pressing a kiss to Kurt's cheek. "I'll call you."

And then he was gone.