A/N: In this chapter, we see some anger. Okay lots. And we see Kurt and Blaine confess something deep in their chests. We see their true sides. The lyrics belong to The Fray. The song is "Look After You." I recommend you listen to this song (and band) during or at some point in reading this chapter. It will definitely put you in this chapters mood. As always, enjoy.
D/N: The characters of Glee within this story are not owned by me. The song by The Fray, is also not owned by me.
If I don't say this now
I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one
I want to take
Kurt opened his eyes to find Blaine laying his head on the bed near him. He's sound asleep in his own little world. He notices Blaine's hand is near Kurt's, opened gracefully. He can tell that Blaine was holding on to his throughout the night. In fact, what time was it?
He looked at his watch that's always on his wrist. It was currently 7:18pm... 'PM?' Kurt thought as he scrambled out of bed to get into his nice clothes for the concert, 'I was asleep all day?'
The scrambling woke up Blaine. He looked up from Kurts bed groggily, leaving a drool spot on his comforter, to find what exactly was going on. He saw Kurt running around and picking up clothes off of the floor to find what he was going to wear to the concert.
Forgive the urgency but
hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate
"Kurt," Blaine called out to him, knowing he wouldn't be able to hear. He sighed, "Kurt, the concert already started. You're not going to make it in time."
Kurt was still searching and scrambling when Blaine got up from his position and walked over to him. He tapped on Kurt's shoulder and ran his other hand through his hair. After Kurt found the clothes he wanted to wear to the performance, he laid them out on the bed and looked to see if they even matched; ignoring Blaine in general.
... Be my baby
... I'll look after you
Only after Blaine tapped his arm for the umpteenth time, Kurt finally looked over at Blaine. The dark haired boy just stared at Kurt in shock. He bit his bottom lip to hold back his frustration and tears.
Poor Kurt had his entire right eye socket black. His lips were bruised, swollen, and black and blue; the bottom lip being more puffed up than the top lip. He had various, colored and sized bruises and scratches all over his arms 'and probably on the rest of his covered body,' Blaine thought.
There now, steady love,
so few come and don't go
Will you, won't you,
be the one I always know
Blaine felt his tears well up fast and a frown turn upon his face. He tried to stop it or at least not show it by covering his mouth with his hand. Kurt could feel a weight upon his chest. He didn't know why Blaine was beginning to cry.
Kurt walked fast to his mirror at his desk. Blaine tried to catch him but he moved to slow in order to. There, Kurt saw it as well. He gasped at himself, seeing his reflection the first time after being beaten up. He didn't know it was this bad. He looked at Blaine in the mirror and saw a few tears streak his face. Kurt tried to hold back his.
When I'm losing my control,
the city spins around
You're the only one
who knows, you slow it down
Blaine couldn't control it anymore and bursted in tears. He ran to Kurt and hugged him from behind. Just at his touch, Kurt fell apart as well. He couldn't hold his own weight and fell back onto the other boy. Blaine had to gain strength quickly to maintain their posture.
... Be my baby
... I'll look after you
Blaine pulled Kurt towards the bed to have them rest, but Kurt had a different idea. He broke away from Blaine's grasp, completely frustrated and began his tantrum. He kicked his desk and threw everything off of said desk. Some textbooks caught his eye and he threw those against the wall.
Blaine started panting and stayed against the wall. One thing he noticed however, no matter what Kurt was throwing, he never threw the items towards him. They were always away in a different direction and spot.
If ever there was a doubt
My love, she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly
Blaine finally decided to make a move and went after Kurt. He tried to hold him down, hoping it would calm the upset boy. Kurt put up a fight and tried pushing him away, sobbing. Blaine understood that Kurt needed to vent his frustration, hurt and anger, but there had to be a better way. Seeing Kurt sob, he began to well up again and sobbed himself.
Blaine gained strength again holded Kurt against himself. He buried his face into Kurts shoulder and continued to sob uncontrollably. Kurt still trying to push Blaine away, began to slow down and get weak again.
... Be my baby
... I'll look after you
The dark haired boy guided Kurt down to sit on his own bed. Kurt succumbed only because of his weakness. Kurt bowed his head into his chest and sobbed quietly, harder each time he began again. Blaine took the other boys chin in his hand and pulled it up. He took a deep breath and Kurt followed suit.
Both boys felt exhausted as they looked at each other. Blaine looked around at the mess on the floor and found paper and pens everywhere. He took a sheet and a pen and started jotting down on this leg. Kurt peered over, attempting to see what was written.
It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
'I have to tell you something,' Blaine wrote.
Kurt was nervously shaking as he read. He looked up at Blaine and mouthed, 'What?'
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make our own
Blaine scribbled again. It was a short scribble that so happened to take a long time to write. Kurt could tell Blaine was thinking long and hard about what he was about to present.
The dark haired boy looked up from his paper at Kurt and swallowed. His eyes were red and puffy and his lip quivering. He sighed once more before folding the paper and sliding it over to Kurt. Blaine took one last, sad, hopeless glance at Kurt before clasping his hands together and looking over at the floor.
Kurt took the note slowly and opened the folds. Time was moving fast and slow. When he finally opened the note, he read and just stared at those simple yet powerful words, "I love you." His jaw dropped as well as the note. He looked over at Blaine and saw his lips quivering into a frown again and tears falling again.
Kurt touched Blaine's shoulder in support. Blaine looked over to Kurt without acutally holding his head up. He saw Kurt begin to smile faintly. Blaine straightened himself up and began to smile as well. Kurt moved himself closer to Blaine and looked him right in the eyes.
With his left hand, he held an open palm except the middle and ring fingers were down towards the center of his palm. He faced this sign towards Blaine, hoping he would understand. Just in case, Kurt mouthed, "I love you too."
Their faint smiles became bigger and their tears happy. Kurt laid his head on Blaines shoulder and sighed. Blaine put his arms around him and held him, taking in his scent, feel and moment. Blaine took Kurts chin in his hand again and turned his face upwards.
They were face to face, eyes to eyes, nose to nose and soon, within seconds, lips to lips. It was soft, sensual and perfect for this moment. They melted into each other and fell back onto the bed. They did nothing more afterwards. Just bask in each others love, and gave each other long glances and kisses. They held hands and stared into each other souls through their eyes. They would take care of other things at a later time. They loved each other and that's all that mattered at this moment.
... Be my baby
... I'll look after you