Ultra Blue: Kurt & Rachel
Country had never really been their genre, but as Rachel and Kurt took their place on the stage beneath the pale spotlight at the single microphone, she knew that this was at least their song.
It had been a long, tumultuous year, one filled with highs and lows that still sent her head spinning. Kurt had been there for all of it, oftentimes his own feelings mirroring hers. Looking out at the audience, she could just make out the shadows of the two men who would be waiting for them afterward. They had been the catalyst for everything.
"This isn't the kind of thing we usually sing," Kurt announced as Rachel situated herself on the stool and rested her guitar on her lap. "But sometimes it only takes a song to change everything you know, and when Rach and I heard this song a few weeks ago, we knew that it would become one that belongs to us."
Kurt's eyes darted out to meet Blaine's in the audience. He held the gaze for a long moment before glancing over at Rachel with the slightest nod of his head. They had been singing together for a couple years now, ever since their old band broke up and they'd gotten a standing ovation one night at karaoke in Koreatown.
"Out of all of the places in this little town, yeah, you had to come walking in here and sit down," he sang while Rachel strummed the acoustic guitar. "I'm hiding and hoping my face ain't too red. Since we been over, been trying like crazy to get you out of my head."
"Why you wanna show up in a old t-shirt that I love? Why you gotta tell me that I'm looking good?" Rachel soulfully belted out, her dark eyes finding a pair of hazel ones in the smoky haze of the club. "Don't know what you were thinkin' you were doing moving in for a hug like you don't know I'm coming unglued?"
"Why you gotta, why you wanna make me keep wanting you?" they sang in unison, their voices melding together in perfect harmony.
They'd come to expect the thunderous applause that comes after the song's over and they're making their way down the rickety steps on the side of the stage. Blaine is there waiting for Kurt, his dark eyes hooded with something uncertain. Puck hangs back a little more until Rachel has packed away her guitar and taken a few greedy gulps of water.
"I don't understand," Blaine says as Puck asks, "What are you trying to tell me?"
Rachel just hugs Puck tightly and replies, "Nothing, it's just a song."
"There's nothing to understand," Kurt tells Blaine.
They both lie because Puck and Blaine don't need to get it. Kurt and Rachel understand it; they understand each other. It doesn't make them crave, need, love the other men any less. It just makes them love each other that much more.
Lyrics credit to "Why Ya Wanna" by Jana Kramer