Tears Stained

by MyMagentaPeach

Canon MICHAEL-Filler: It isn't an easy task for Wes to understand what is happening, with the Warblers not talking to him, Burt asking him to give Kurt and Blaine some space, and the distance between him and them. So while Kurt and Blaine try to deal with pain, hospitals,sleepless nights and Blaine's mother, Wes starts making his way back to Ohio, his own emotional baggage with him

21. Epilogue

Tears Stained

Epilogue

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The airport is quiet at this hour.

They are a handful of the few people here at all. The early hour is a result of Wes staying until the very last moment, mostly.

Burt and Carole had wanted Kurt to take Wes alone, joined by one of them, for Blaine to sleep in, get that rest all the doctors have ordered over and over to further the healing process.

But Blaine can be stubborn when he wants to be. And so Wes and Blaine stand hugging in front of the first barrier Wes has to take alone.

"Can we see each other more?" Wes is the one to ask.

Blaine had had another nightmare, another panic attack last night, had only calmed after Kurt and Wes had both laid down beside him, the others' arms linked over Blaine's body, their body-heat keeping him calm and warm. "I need you, Wes," Blaine breathes, voice breaking.

"I need you too," Wes replies, wiping tears from his eyes as he steps back and reaches for his luggage. "How is your eye today?"

Blaine's throat escapes a hiccupy laugh at that, Blaine reaching to trace along the bandage. "You know, just now, I had forgotten there is anything the matter with it."

"It will be healed up before you know it," Wes reassures.

"Before I see you again?"

"How does Skype sound? Tomorrow at, um … eight? Your time?" Wes asks smiling.

"Amazing."

As Kurt and Blaine walk back to their car, passing through the airport's vast entrance hall they had crossed not half an hour ago with Wes alongside them into the other direction, Blaine cuddling deeper into Kurt's side says, "I miss him already."

"Yeah," is all Kurt replies, knowing Blaine is not in need of an elaborate reply just now. Instead Kurt turns his head and places a kiss to Blaine's curls.

Blaine smiles, maybe for the first time since that slushy was first thrown smiles this relaxed. "You know, this all turned out much better than I had ever thought it could."

"And how's your pain?"

Blaine stops his steps then, thoroughly relaces his fingers with Kurt's and looking up at him goes to place a kiss to Kurt's lips.

"What pain?"

THE END