Your song
"Kurt, come on!" Wes tugged on his arm,
"No! every time you do this it either gets me in trouble, or covered in some kind of goo." David rolled his eyes
"That was one time" Kurt glared at him and finally allowed himself to be dragged into the music room." He stopped when he saw Blaine seated at the piano, looking like a nervous wreck.
"Blaine?" he asked quietly, stepping closer. Blaine just smiled tightly and patted the spot on the piano bench next to him. Kurt took a seat and glanced back at the empty space in which Wes and David were previously standing. His attention was rocketed back to Blaine as he began to play a familiar tune.
"I just wanted to play this for you…cause I mean every word of it."
It's a little bit funny,
This feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can
Easily hide
I don't have much money,
But boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where,
We both could live
Kurt's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widened as the tune and the words registered in his mind
So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
See I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
See the thing is
What I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen
Kurt was glad to see that Blaine looked less nervous, but that didn't stop his heart from thudding in his chest so loud it was nearly audible over the sound of the piano and Blaine's singing. Blaine looked into his eyes and gave him a small smile as he sung the next lines
So you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple, but
Now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put into words
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world
Kurt's eyes filled with tears that he tried to fight off, so he smiled and leaned just a bit closer to Blaine. This had to mean what he thought it meant, friends just don't sing like this to other friends.
If I were a sculptor,
But then again, no
Or a man who makes potions
In a traveling show
I know it's not much, but
It's the best I can do
My gift is my song and,
This one's for you
Kurt had tears in his eyes and on his cheeks and Blaine was getting worried. Kurt was smiling, but his eyes looked sad. He'd ask after he had finished…but he needed to finish
So you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple but,
Not that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put into words,
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world
Kurt swallowed thickly as Blaine played the last of the melody on the piano, and turned to face him. He carefully lifted his hand and brushed a tear from Kurt's cheek
"I…I like you, Kurt…a lot." He took a breath "and I didn't know exactly how to tell you, so…" he gestured to the piano "I just had to tell you, it was killing me how we weren't anything more than friends, I completely understand if you want to stay friends," Kurt smiled through his still falling tears
"Of course I want to stay friends," Blaine's face fell "isn't that what the best relationships are based on? Friendship?" Blaine let out a breath and smiled,
"Are you okay?" he asked quietly, "you seem…sad."
"It's nothing…my mom used to sing me that song." He smiled
"I'm sorry" Blaine said quickly "I would use a song that makes you upset to tell you how I feel," Kurt giggled
"No, I love that song, it's perfect." And with that he swiftly leaned in and pressed his lips to Blaine's, and that was all the reassurance Blaine needed. He kissed Kurt back confidently, cupping his cheek in his hand, and thought that this may be his new favorite song.
(AUTHORS NOTE: I'm so in love with this song. That is all I have to say.)