So this is the end. Definitely. And hopefully it's a bit more cheerful than the last time I tried to end this.

Chuck some reviews in my general direction, if you fancy it.

And I still - still - don't own Glee. What even.

A Little Bit of Fun Part Ten

Kurt found it difficult to leave the next morning. It didn't feel like going home. It was more like spending a day in heaven only to be dragged back to hell. He dawdled and procrastinated for as long as possible, but he knew he couldn't stay away forever. There would be serious trouble if Dave found out that his most prized possession had spent the night with another man. He didn't care what happened to him, but Kurt wouldn't be able to live with himself if anything happened to Blaine.

So he dragged himself away from Blaine, even though it was so painful to leave, even though it felt like being punched in the heart to have to lose him all over again. Blaine was being so sweet and sincere, he was putting on a brave face, but that just made it worse. Kurt knew that Blaine was hurting too but just didn't want to show it, and it broke his heart even more.

It was only a few days back with Dave before Kurt just couldn't take it anymore. He didn't know how he was supposed to stay after that magical night with Blaine. He didn't know how he was expected to survive now. What, was he supposed to just visit Blaine for one night every two months behind Dave's back? He just couldn't do it.

Kurt packed his suitcases as quickly as possible. He had an insane amount of stuff, but he didn't mind leaving certain things behind. At least he'd be leaving... hopefully. He managed to fill two cases and dragged them downstairs, leaving them by the front door. He was taking a lot of deep breaths to try and calm himself down, but his mind was reeling. What would Dave do when he said he wanted to leave? How would he react? Obviously he'd be upset, but would he get angry? Kurt was trembling when he finally got to Dave's office. He was on his computer and looked up with a smile when he heard Kurt come in.

"Hey, babe," he said.

Kurt didn't smile. His throat felt dry and his seemed to have left his voice back up stairs. Dave frowned at him.

"Is something wrong, baby?"

Kurt cleared his throat and addressed the space just able Dave's head. "I'm leaving you."

There were several drawn out seconds of deafening silence, before Dave chuckled dismissively.

"Don't be silly, babe," he scoffed. "You're leaving me?"

"Yes," Kurt said defiantly. "I am. I am leaving you, David. I've packed my bags and I'm never coming back here."

Dave still had a dismissive smirk on his face like he didn't believe a word of it. Kurt was still shaking, but more with anger than fear now. He didn't appreciate being laughed at when he was actually being serious.

"Babe, what's this really about?" said Dave gently, as if talking to a sick child. "Are you feeling a little neglected? I know I've been working a lot lately, so how about I take you out tonight, huh?"

"No, David," said Kurt, his voice surprisingly steady considering how angry he felt. "I'm leaving. I don't love you, I haven't for months now, and I can't do this anymore. I'm going and I'm never coming back."

"Very funny, babe," said Dave, rolling his eyes and turning back to his computer.

Kurt was furious. It would have been better if Dave had yelled or begged him to stay. It would have been better if Dave had tried to fight for him. Anything but this. Anything but being treated like some worthless, idiotic kid having a tantrum. Anything but being treated like a joke.

"I'm being serious!" he burst, unable to contain himself any longer. "I hate being here, I hate being with you, and I hate what being with you has turned me into! This isn't a relationship. You treat me like a fucking possession, Dave! I'm sick of feeling like I'm only worth the price of whatever gift you buy me, and I'm sick of being this spoilt, superficial bitch! I'm actually quite a good person. Not that you'd have noticed, since you treat me like I don't even have feelings! You just throw some money at me and buy me something pretty to keep me happy! Well I haven't been happy in a very long time, David! But no, you carry on scoffing and rolling you eyes and ignoring me. Maybe you'll finally believe how serious I am when you find yourself all alone."

"Kurt..."

But he turned on his heel and left, walking as fast as he could. He could hear Dave following him, but he didn't look back. He just grabbed his bags and swung the front door open.

"Kurt, wait!"

He pulled his suitcases over to his car, the silver, convertible Lexis that was a Valentine's gift from Dave last year and that he usually took shopping with him. He lifted the cases with a strength he didn't know he had and threw into the back seats, and was about to let himself in when Dave suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Kurt, stop," he said. "Wait, just... is there someone else? Because if there is, I swear I'll..."

Kurt swung round, pushing Dave away with surprising force for someone so small. He was glaring so fiercely that Dave actually took a step back.

"No, there is not someone else," he said, seething. "And even if there was, what the fuck is it to you? I don't belong to you, David! If you really think making every guy that so much as looks in my direction mysteriously disappear is really going to make me want to stay with you then you're even stupider than I thought."

He got into the front seat and started the car. Dave was still standing there, and Kurt had to resist the temptation to run the bastard over. Dave didn't look heartbroken, just really confused.

"But where the hell are you going to go?" he called. "It's not like you can look after yourself!"

"You don't know the first thing about me, David," Kurt said. "And it's none of your business where I'm going. I'm not stupid enough to actually tell you, and I am never coming back. Looks like you're going to have to find a new guy to fall asleep on top of."

He backed out of the driveway and away from the house. He could just about hear Dave yelling "You'll be back! You fucking need me!" before he was gone, the wind blowing through his hair as he drove. He was finally free.

Kurt knocked on the door with shaking hands with his two huge suitcases stood either side of him. He could hear a voice inside telling him to hold on just a second. The butterflies going crazy in his stomach had somehow enquired roller-skates. Finally the door opened and Kurt was met by quite a delicious sight. Blaine had obviously just made a hasty exit from the shower. He was only wearing a towel wrapped around his slim hips and he was soaking wet. His black curly hair was dripping. Kurt had to remind himself to exhale.

"Kurt!" he said with a grin. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Kurt took a deep breath, looking right into Blaine's eyes and said "I left David."

Blaine was taken aback. He looked at Kurt, his mouth slightly open, before he's eyes travelled down to the suitcases on the floor.

"Seriously?" he said quietly. "You really... I mean, you actually just... left him?"

Kurt nodded. "I couldn't stay there, it was killing me. And I'm never going back. He didn't even put up a fight. He hardly took me seriously so I doubt he's going to try and find me. Even if he does, I'm not going to let him touch us. I hope you don't mind me being here, it's just that I don't have anywhere else to go..."

"No, no, no," said Blaine insistently. "I don't mind at all, sweetheart. Come in. Do you want some help with those bags?"

"I'm good," said Kurt, pulling his suitcases inside. "And anyway, you need both hands just to keep that towel on."

They both laughed, and once he was inside Kurt looked around the little apartment. He had never felt so at home.

"Yeah, I was kind of having a shower, in case you hadn't noticed," said Blaine awkwardly, brushing his wet hair back. "I would ask if you wanted to join me, but there's barely enough room for one person in there, so..."

Kurt chuckled, before taking Blaine damp, warm face in his hands and kissing him ever so softly on the lips. They were both grinning when they separated, and Blaine rested his hands on Kurt's hips.

"I'm so happy to be here, Blaine," said Kurt. "It's so great to know that I don't have to leave."

"You can stay here as long as you want," said Blaine happily.

"So... forever, then?" said Kurt with an innocent smile.

Blaine planted a gentle kiss on Kurt's lips both of them feeling happier than ever. "Of course, beautiful. Forever."

Hope you enjoyed, Humble Readers! :)

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