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Last time on "Unlock My Heart"…
"…When Kurt and I connected, I was ecstatic. I couldn't believe that all my dreams were coming true and with someone I had already come to care for. I knew I was the luckiest man alive. Then Kurt ran and denied me and now he's jumping out windows to get away from me. What have I done wrong? How can I make this better?" His voice choked off into quiet sobs.
"Should we give him more time?" Burt asked.
"I don't know, Burt. If he is going this far, what would more time do to him? I also worry about him getting sick. We've all heard the stories. Subs can get ill from not being around their Dom once they've connected as Soulmates. His sub nature has been released, so to speak and without proper time without his Dom, he will grow weaker as time goes by," Blaine said, fear in his heart.
"I don't know. Kurt is pretty strong," Burt said.
"Yes, I know he is. But in order to stay healthy, he needs to be claimed and actively dominated. You know this. Didn't you go through this with Kurt's mom?" he asked.
Burt nodded. "Yep. Elizabeth was a little spitfire just like Kurt. I had to lay down the law with her because she fought against her sub needs. She'd stopped sleeping and was barely eating. I had to order her to do the smallest things. She finally realized that I loved her and we were able to go forward with the claiming. I guess with Kurt you need to do the same thing," Burt said tiredly.
"I don't know. I worry that if give him an order like that, it would either break him or push him even further away. Then I come full circle with being concerned over his health. I don't know what to do," Blaine said, raising his head to look at Burt, his golden eyes showing his misery.
"I'll talk to Kurt and then I'll have him call you. How does that sound?" Burt offered.
Blaine nodded. "Okay. Thanks Burt."
As Blaine drove home, he couldn't fight the feeling of desolation and even anger. He may have to risk Kurt pushing away in order to protect his health. He would do anything to take care of his sub, even if it meant going against his wishes.
. . . . . . . .
Kurt was leaving the mall when he got a text from his dad.
Coast is clear. Come home now. -Dad
He knew his dad was going to let him have it. He could only hope that he could make his dad see his side of things.
When he got home, he walked inside quietly, half hoping he could make it upstairs before his dad noticed him. No such luck.
"Kurt, get in here," his dad's voice rang out.
Kurt went into the den. Now he definitely knew he was in for it. His dad was sitting in here without the TV on. That was completely unheard of.
"Sit," Burt said, staring at his son until he sat down across from him. "You are a pain in the ass, you know that, don't you?"
"I know," Kurt said, unable to hide a smile. "I'm sorry it affected you, but I'm not sorry I snuck out."
"Well, you've really dug yourself a hole this time. Blaine wants to take you home with him," he said.
Kurt closed his eyes. This couldn't be happening. "Dad, I just need more time."
"Kurt, you've already been giving time. Blaine has actually been much more lenient that he needs to be. Why should you have more time. Give me a good answer and I'll decide whether I'll back you up on this," Burt said.
"I'm not submissive," Kurt began. He held up a hand when his dad looked like he was going to interrupt. "I know what my Mark says. Trust me, I spent a lot of time trying to scrub it off in the hopes that it was wrong. But, it's still there, dictating my life. Here's my argument. I'm gay. I was born that way, do you agree?"
Burt nodded. "Yeah."
"So even though I was born gay, does that mean I should have to deal with all the ramifications of being gay? Should I be judged? Called names? Beat up?"
"Of course not, Kurt," Burt said, frowning. He had a feeling he knew where his son was going with this.
"Well, I was born submissive, at least this Mark claims I was. So, should I have to deal with the ramifications of being a sub simply because I was born with this Mark? Do I deserve to have my life controlled by someone else simply because some arbitrary Mark says I should be?" Kurt asked.
"You always have been good at talking your way out of things," Burt said, shaking his head and smiling.
Kurt grinned, seeing victory in his future.
"Unfortunately, I don't see things the way you do in this situation. If the two situations were lined up side by side, the product of being gay would mean you love boys, just as the product of being a submissive means you need to have a Dominant. As a gay man, you will feel the most fulfilled when you fall in love and marry the man of your dreams. As a submissive, you will feel the most fulfilled when you allow your Dom the proper place in your life. But you won't feel that sense of fulfillment until you give in both to love and being submissive," Burt said. He wished he didn't have to see the light die in his son's eyes. Tears welled up in the eyes that Elizabeth had and spilled over.
"I can't just give in, Dad. I can't. I don't feel submissive. Even you agreed that you thought I would be a Dom. We were all surprised to see this stupid padlock. I can't just let go of who I've been for the past seventeen years just because a Mark tells me I should," Kurt said, frustration clear in his tone.
"Kurt, it's not about letting go of who you are. It's about embracing every part of yourself. And part of what makes you, you, is being submissive. You won't realize that until you accept it. I wish I knew how to help you because I want you to be happy. But I think it's Blaine who is going to make you happy," Burt said. "I think in a way you're cheating yourself out of happiness. If you put aside the Dom and sub issue, you have your Soulmate. The person whose soul is a perfect match for you. Try to imagine how happy you could be. Think about how you felt about Blaine before all this happened. You liked him, right?"
Kurt nodded, looking more miserable by the minute.
"If someone said you could spend the rest of your life with him without being a sub, how would you feel?"
Kurt gave it actual thought. He'd loved hanging out with Blaine. Talking fashion and Broadway, drinking coffee for hours. Blaine had been everything he'd always dreamed of in a man. Kurt mentally shrugged off the thoughts. Blaine wasn't just his Soulmate. He was the person who had the right to rule over his life until the day he died. If Blaine died first, Kurt would be given the option of volunteer suicide. Some subs would never willingly live without their Doms and some just mysteriously died soon after their Doms. If he chose to live without his Dom, he would have to find comfort in a court appointed Dom who would visit a few times per month. It was no way to live. He wasn't worried about that situation, though. He was more concerned with his present troubles.
"It doesn't matter because I am a sub and don't have a choice. I just need more time, Dad. Please," Kurt said, tears streaming down his face.
Burt opened his arms and Kurt hurried over, snuggling into his dad's strong arms. He seemed to draw strength from his dad, he always had. Yet another reason to not want to give in to Blaine. How would he get through his days without his Dad?
"If you want more time, I only have one condition," Burt said.
Kurt looked up, hope in his eyes. "What?"
"You have to call Blaine and ask him. He is your Dom, whether you like it or not. You need to get used to dealing with him on your own," he said.
"I'll call him then. Even if he says no, I have to try," Kurt said. He dug out his phone but looked up as his dad got off the couch. "Where are you going?"
"I said you need to get used to dealing with him on your own. That means without me around," Burt said. "I'll be in the garage when you're done."
Kurt watched him go, trying to ignore the dinosaur size butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He could do this. It was all about saying the right thing. Taking a deep breath, he found Blaine's number and hit 'send' before he could change his mind.
"Kurt!" Blaine said before the first ring had even gone through.
"Hi," Kurt said, suddenly feeling shy.
"How are you?" Blaine asked.
"I'm okay, I guess. Um. How are you?" Kurt may as well be polite.
"I'm better now. So what's up? I'm assuming you didn't call just to hear my lovely voice," Blaine teased.
It took extra effort for Kurt to not scoff at that comment. "Actually, I was hoping to talk to you about getting a little more time."
Kurt heard a sigh.
"Kurt, I don't know. I've already waited a week," Blaine said, frustration evident in his tone.
"I know and I appreciate it. And while I know you are excited to move forward, I, I'm just not yet. I need more time," Kurt said. "I have to figure out how to come to terms with this."
"With what exactly? Because while you seem willing to talk to everyone else about what has you so upset, you have yet to tell me. Since I'm the one you have the problem with, maybe you ought to open up to me," Blaine said gently.
So, Kurt did. He went over how he was so sure he was a Dom and the shock of discovering he wasn't. The lengths he went to to hide his Mark. All of the reasons he'd given to Mercedes and ending by telling him about the conversation he'd just had with his dad.
Blaine listened patiently, adding an encouraging hum every so often. When Kurt was done, the phone was silent. He didn't want to think about what that might mean.
Finally, Blaine spoke. "I can see how finding out you are a sub could be very shocking. I can also understand the desire for time to come to terms with everything. And I'm willing to grant you that," he said.
"Thank you," Kurt said, surprised and relieved.
"You're very welcome. But I have a couple conditions that you have to agree to," Blaine said.
"Oh, okay," Kurt said, his nerves flaring up again.
"First, you get until July first. No more than that," Blaine told him.
Kurt had hoped for more, but at least that would give him more time to come up with a plan. "Okay, what else?"
"On July first, you will move in with me and we will begin our lives together. With no arguments or requests for more time," he said.
That was fine as Kurt was certain he wouldn't even be around when time was up. "Okay, I agree to that."
"Really?" Blaine sounded doubtful.
"Really," Kurt assured him. And to kiss up a little more, he added, "I appreciate you going along with this for me."
"You're very welcome. Do you give me your word? You will move in with me willingly?" Blaine specified.
"With no arguments," Kurt agreed.
"Okay, I will hold you to that. I need to add a bit of fine print to this conversation. If you run off, hide, or ask for more time, I will have no choice but to order you to do so. And you know you will have no choice but to obey. Do you still agree?"
"Yes," Kurt lied. If he was gone, how would Blaine know where to find him to give him the order? He smiled. This was going to be great.
"Alright, so you have just over two weeks. I ask that you call me every Monday and Thursday so I know you are okay. You do know about the risk of illness, correct?" Blaine asked.
"I know. Supposedly, some subs can get ill from not being around their Doms and receiving the comfort and guidance their Dom can give them," Kurt said, quoting his textbook from school.
"Very good. Okay, well, I guess I will hear from you on Monday," Blaine said.
"Sounds good. Thanks again, Blaine," Kurt said.
"I would do anything to make you happy, Kurt, I hope you know that," he said.
Kurt didn't know what to say. "Um, thanks."
"I'll talk to you later, bye," he said.
"Bye," Kurt repeated.
Ending the call, he stood up and did a little shimmy of joy. He was too good at this. He had just over two weeks to figure out a game plan. Kurt was so pleased, he went into the kitchen to prepare a special dinner for him and his dad.
When Burt walked in, Kurt gave him a grin. "I have until July first, Dad!"
"So I heard," his dad said.
"What?" Kurt was confused.
"Blaine called me and told me what you agreed to. He then asked me to call him and let him know if you ran off again," he reported.
"And what did you say?" Kurt demanded.
"I agreed to it. I only agreed to it because you had already given your word, so I figured why not agree since you are a man of your word. Though looking at your expression now, I have a feeling you may not be a man of your word," Burt said sternly.
Kurt took a deep breath and lied to his dad. "I will keep my end of the bargain. Now, what kind of salad dressing do you want?"
. . . . . . . .
The first week passed quickly. Kurt kept himself busy trying to plan how he could get away as well as researching incorrect Marks. The latter was proving impossible. The only reports of incorrect Marks were the reports saying there was no such thing as incorrect Marks. The Mark is based on a person's DNA just as much as hair and eye color. There were reports of people who ignored their Mark and their Soulmate and Kurt found out that if he continued to deny Blaine and who he was, not only could he get very ill, he could even die. The body was so dependent on it's true match that if it didn't get what was needed, the body would just give out.
Death? Kurt couldn't wrap his mind around it. How could he die? What was given from Soulmate to Soulmate that could possibly keep them alive?
Kurt didn't bother to ask Blaine when he spoke to him that Monday and the following Thursday. Those conversations were kept short, Kurt making sure he was 'busy' during each call so he wouldn't be stuck on the phone.
That Saturday, Kurt woke up feeling like he hadn't slept at all. His body felt heavy and very cold. He must be coming down with something, he thought. It felt just the same as when the flu was coming on. Stubborn as always, he refused to think it might have something to do with Blaine.
Monday came around and Kurt couldn't bring himself to get out of bed. He forgot to call Blaine and had his phone turned off because he was just too tired and weak to deal with anyone.
He heard a knock at his door and croaked out a greeting to his dad.
"Kurt? Hey bud, why didn't you call Blaine?" Burt asked. When he came fully in the room he saw how pale and weak his son was. "Kurt, are you okay?"
"Fine Dad. Just the flu," Kurt muttered.
"Son, I don't think it's the flu," Burt said.
"I swear, if you even say Blaine's name, I will jump out of this bed just to strangle you," Kurt said with no conviction behind his words.
"Uh huh, sure. You couldn't even strangle a fly right now, Kurt. I'm going to call Blaine, you need him," his dad said, pulling out his phone.
"Dad, no! Please don't do that to me. He'll make me leave with him," Kurt said weakly. Tears shone in his eyes. "I don't want to go with him."
"I know you don't, bud. You need him, though. He will be able to make you feel better. And if you're in this bad of shape, he probably isn't doing well either," Burt pointed out.
An hour later, Kurt was woken by a soft nudge to his shoulder. "Kurt, wake up, sweetie," a familiar voice said.
Kurt opened one eye and saw Blaine looking down at him. He moaned and tried to pull his blanket over his head. "Go 'way," he muttered.
"I can't do that, I'm sorry. We are both a mess and at this point, there is only one way to fix it," Blaine said.
Kurt peered up at him. "How?"
"Well, we can either go to the hospital and be treated for a few weeks and take the chance that even they couldn't help. Or we can Join," Blaine said, looking at Kurt warily.
"Nooo," Kurt whined. Even in his foggy state of mind, he could conjure up the description of that word. To Join described the joining of the Soulmates bodies in a non-sexual manner. The Dom gained power and health from physically dominating his sub. The sub gained health from being dominated. Unfortunately, he knew it would work. Just having Blaine this close to him made him feel a tiny bit better.
"I'm sorry, Sweetie. I'm not going to give you a choice in this. Are you going to fight me?" Blaine asked, determined.
"No," Kurt whispered, tears sparkling in his blue green eyes.
"Good. This will help, Kurt, I promise. Ready?" he asked, his tone softer.
Kurt nodded.
Blaine pulled the blanket away from Kurt's body. "This would work better if we were nude," Blaine said, hearing Kurt gasp. "But it isn't necessary at this point." Kurt visibly relaxed.
Blaine toed his shoes off and crawled on the bed. He straddled Kurt's body, their eyes never leaving the other.
"It's going to take probably twenty minutes or so, Sweetie. Just try to relax," Blaine said, his breath blowing on Kurt's cheek.
He lowered his body to Kurt's, completely covering him, wrapping his arms under Kurt's back. Blaine took a shuddering breath. The joy and absolute right-ness of the situation filled him like nothing ever had in his life. He felt Kurt relax under him and though he was sure his Soulmate would never admit it, he was certain Kurt felt as good as he did.
As their bodies Joined, they both felt more complete and gained strength like a battery recharging. Kurt felt the lethargy and weakness flow out of him. He knew that Blaine was feeling more powerful than he had been.
"Sleep, Kurt. You'll feel better when you wake up," Blaine said softly.
For once in his life, Kurt obeyed and drifted into a healing sleep.
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Well, we all know what this means right? Moving day is coming! The story will also be living up to its M rating soon. As I've been writing Kurt's reaction to being a sub, I've not only thought of what canon Kurt would think, but also how I would feel in that situation. There is NO WAY I would ever be submissive to anyone. When I started writing this, I knew I couldn't have Kurt just give in, it would be like me giving in. And that isn't going to happen. :)
Reviews would be lovely! If there are any ideas floating around about what you'd like to see in the story, leave it in a review! If I use your idea, you'll get a shoutout. Thanks all of you lovely readers!