A.N. Hello everyone! This is basically a rewrite of the scene in Original song where Klaine gets together. I was bored and didn`t have any story ideas so I just started writing with Blaine finding Kurt decorating pavarotti's casket and voila! It's not my best work... but I find it kinda cute xP Enjoy!
Disclaimer - I don't own Glee.
Candles
"Good-bye Pavarotti." Kurt mumbled through his tears. Over the years, he had learned to hold back his tears in front of anyone and everyone because he knew he would get a major beat down should anyone catch him getting emotional... like a girl. So, the tears flowed freely down his cheeks to land on the wooden desk he was currently leaning on in the library at Dalton Academy - alone.
"Kurt?" At the sound of his name, he whipped his head around to face the speaker. It was none other than Blaine Anderson; the love of his life. Unfortunately, Blaine was unaware of this. Kurt snuffed away his tears as quickly as he possibly could, but it wasnèt fast enough to avoid being noticed.
"What is it Blaine?" The countertenor asked somewhat coldly. Blaine flinched and sat down next to Kurt, eyeing Kurt's craft of the tiny bird's casket.
"Are you okay? You may be the most recent of the Warblers, but you seemed to be the closest to him. I know this is going to sound really cheesy, but he's in a better place now." He rested a hand on Kurt's shoulder and the butterflies in his stomach swirled uncontrollably.
"I'm fine." Was his immediate response. He continued to stare at the table cluttered in glitter and metal and crafting things.
"Kurt, I saw you crying."
"No you didn't."
Blaine chuckled. "Kurt... I need to talk to you about something." This piqued the boy's interest and he looked up to stare into Blaine's hazel orbs. He nodded for him to sowed freely down his cheeks to land on the wooden desk he was currently leaning on in the library at Dalton Academy - alone.
"Kurt?" At the sound of his name, he whipped his head around to face the speaker. It was none other than Blaine Anderson; the love of his life. Unfortunately, BLaine was unaware of this. Kurt snuffed away his tears as quickly as he possibly could, but it wasnèt fast enough to avoid being noticed.
"What is it Blaine?" The countertenor asked somewhat coldly. Blaine flinched and sat down next to Kurt, eyeing Kurt's craft of the tiny bird's casket.
"Are you okay? You may be the most recent of the ay what he had to say. Blaine took a deep breath before continuing. "Kurt... when you sang Blackbird for Pavarotti, you moved me with how much you cared, how attached you had become, how much sheer emotion you put into your lyrics." He grabbed Kurt's hand. "I made a mistake with Jeremiah and Rachel, I guess that makes two mistakes." He laughed nervously,
"And there are probably a lot more, but... I meant what I said in the choir room. I want to sing a duet with you at Sectionals."
Kurt held his breath, praying for his speech not to be over. After a few painfully long seconds of silence, Kurt decided he needed to egg him on. "And why Candles?"
"Because." With nothing more to be said, Blaine slowly, ever so slowly, inched forward to see if Kurt would pull away.. He looked shocked, but didn't move. Taking that as a go, Blaine pressed his lips to Kurt's and after a few seconds, Kurt Hummel cupped his cheek and they continued to kiss passionately. After several minutes,, they broke apart and Kurt smirked.
"Alright, Candles it is."