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Kurt stared at the ceiling of his bedroom in thought as Ben Gibbard's voice played over his iPod speakers. He looked down to his casted leg that had signatures scribbled all over it from all his friends. He giggled as he saw Mercedes' note- "How are you supposed to do high kicks in this?"

He blinked as the next song on the album played through. The Postal Service was good at lulling him to sleep- thank goodness his dad had brought his iPod speakers to the hospital for him. He looked at the clock, which blinked 9:23 in bright red letters. Outside the hospital window, stars flickered. He thought hard about the past few months- wondering if it had all really happened, or if it was still a vivid figment of his imagination. He turned as he heard footsteps near the door as the electro chords of Brand New Colony began.

"I like this song," somebody whispered as they entered his room.

"I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit, like a perfect gentleman…"

Kurt smiled as he heard that familiar voice sing along.

"I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick where you will sit, and contemplate your day."

Finn's smile flashed through the darkness of Kurt's room.

"I'll be the water-wings that save you if you start drowning in an open tab when your judgments' on the brink."

Kurt attempted to sit up as Finn continued on with the song-

"I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back as you're lying there, drifting off to sleep. I'll be the platform shoes; undo what heredity's done to you: you won't have to strain to look into my eyes."

Finn pressed on Kurt's shoulders, signaling him to lie back down. Finn's concern made Kurt smile.

"I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped, straight to the throat with the collar up, so you won't catch a cold…"

Finn brushed Kurt's angelic face with his fingertips, and hugged him.

"I want to take you far from the cynics in this town, and kiss you on the mouth, we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene, start a brand new colony. Where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names- identities erased. The sun will heat the grounds under our bare feet, in this brand new colony. This Brand new colony..."

The song played through.

"You know, it's past visitation hours," Kurt said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah…"

"However did you get in, then?"

"I have my ways."

Finn flashed a smile again, as the moon lit up his muddy eyes. Kurt grinned in response.

"When are you gonna leave here? Go back home?"

"Another day or two."

Kurt brushed Finn's faux-hawk upward with his stringy fingers.

"I'm glad you came," Kurt said.

"Why?"

"I was," Kurt blushed, "I was lonely, I suppose. I've never really liked hospitals, ever since my mother died."

Finn nodded, "Right."

"It's kind of stupid."

Finn chuckled.

"Déjà vu," Finn said.

"Why?"

"I remember when we were in that janitor's closet, and you said something like you thought you sounded stupid because you could relate to me 'cause we both had dead parents."

Kurt blushed.

"And I said," Finn continued, "I said you didn't sound stupid at all. And then…"

Finn kissed Kurt long on the lips. Kurt's soft hand swept across Finn's freckled cheek, and naturally, Kurt wanted this moment to go on forever. He resonated the feeling that he was swimming far, far above the world, where there were the stars and the silhouettes of the stars, aligned perfectly between the two of them, and Finn felt similar. In neither a kiss between Quinn nor Rachel did he feel emotions such as this. Everything that Finn thought was beautiful or good in the world was in their kiss. And again, it was as if every mistake either of them had made was crumbling away, to make up a true, honest, milieu.

And when Finn crawled upon the thin hospital bed and wrapped Kurt's small frame in his arms, treating him like porcelain, fragile and scared, but loving, they both smiled. They fell asleep, and in their dreams they were flying together, flying above the world, and farther than the farthest stretch of the universe.

The End.

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Yay! My first fan fiction is complete! I hope you all liked it!

Perhaps I'll write another one, sometime ;)

Brand New Colony is by ze Postal Service!

I do not own Glee, but I own this fanfiction, which is pretty cool.