Um, hi. *Hides behind rock* So, feel free to maul me or whatever… I'm really sorry for not updating! A lot of shit has gone down and I just… I didn't have time to write. But I'm back! I can't promise any update times, because I most likely will forget and not post and disappoint you guys so… I will post when I can, thanks to the readers who have stuck with me, I really appreciate it! It's really great knowing someone actually reads the shit I write… I might have said that before, I don't know. Sorry, atrociously long author's note coming to a close! Oh, and thank you to the Guest who reviewed about giving this more of a flow- I noticed it too, and I'm working on it. Thanks for the honest criticism. Now I'm done! Enjoy, hopefully!

"My father is dead." Kurt repeats. "I- I need to sit down." I watch him wearily stumble over to the chair next to me. His hands are shaking. He looks up at me.

"You know what the last thing I ever said to him was?" He mumbles. I don't know if he's expecting a response, so I don't say anything.

"I told him to go to hell." He whispers. "And I'll never get to say I'm sorry!" I expect him to cry now; but he doesn't. He simply sits there, still shaking. His face is turning red, and I dread what is to come.

"It's not fair!" He explodes. "What did I do to deserve all this shit and pain?" He glares at me, as though I'm the one who killed his father.

"Tell me, Blaine. Tell me what the fuck I ever did to this world, because I sure as hell don't know! Why do I deserve this, huh? What's wrong with me?" I bite my lip, not knowing how do reply.

"Well?" He demands. Talking a deep breath, I reply.

"I don't know, Kurt. I really don't. But I promise, we can get through this."

"Not we, Blaine. Me. I'm the one who's an orphan! I'm alone." He puts his head in his hands, and something snaps inside of me.

"Now you stop!" I yell. "Stop wallowing in self-pity. You're not alone. Hello? What about me, I'm standing right here! I've been here for you since I met you, and that's not going to change!" I take his hand.

"I'm here and… and I love you." Wait… did I just say that? He's staring at me. Oh god, I just told him I love him! So I do the only thing I can do. I kiss him. And god, it's perfect. It's better than I ever imagined.

I pull away and he's gaping at me. I expect him to slap me, or at least glare.

"You think you can do that and just stop?" He breathes, pulling me in. I smile into his lips. He tastes like mint and something sweet and just Kurt. We finally pull away, for lack of air.

"Curse my respiratory system." I mutter. Kurt giggles. I smile for a moment, than look at him seriously.

"I meant what I said." I say. "I'm here for you. And I love you."

"I love you too." He replies, grinning at me. I smirk and get down on one knee, miming opening a box.

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, will you do me the honor of being my boyfriend?" I ask.

"Of course." Kurt says. "But I… I think I need some time alone, if you wouldn't mind."

"That's fine." I tell him. "Come get me if you need me."

"Thank you, Blaine. For everything." I nod curtly.

"No problem, Kurt."

And that is how Kurt Hummel became my boyfriend.