What an emotional roller-coaster ride this episode was. I cried so hard! If any of you out there are ever in trouble, or you need someone to talk to, I'm here. I'll listen, I'll offer advice (if that's what you want or need) – I'll be there for you. Never think that your life is so bleak that you'd be better off dead. That will never be true. There are so many wonderful opportunities waiting for you up ahead. Just close your eyes, and picture where you want to be in ten years. Hold on to that image, and never let go. Don't give up. The world is still a beautiful place :)

Some might call it being shell-shocked. Kurt simply called it being shocked.

When he had first heard the news about Karofsky – David, he mentally corrected himself – he was with Blaine. Of course he was – when were they ever apart? Blaine had immediately pulled him aside and found them a nice, dark, quiet corner of the auditorium where they wouldn't be disturbed. He'd sat on the ground and pulled Kurt down with him. Although he resisted at first – Kurt was still hesitant to show what he was truly feeling, even around Blaine, the many years he'd spent alone having taken their toll – Kurt eventually succumbed to the comforting warmth emanating from his boyfriend, as he curled into Blaine's side and began to sob, his shoulders shaking as tears streamed down his porcelain cheeks.

Blaine, for his part, simply held his distraught boyfriend in his arms, acting as Kurt's rock as he did in all matters. He stroked Kurt's hair – and for once, his hand wasn't slapped away for having messed up what Kurt deemed as "perfection" – and rubbed his back soothingly, murmuring nonsense words in Kurt's ear. Other than that, Blaine was at a loss as to what more he could do. He knew that Kurt had forgiven Karofsky for having made his life a living hell, and that he'd begun to sympathize with his former-tormentor, but he never would have imagined Kurt reacting as strongly as he had – or currently was.

Just another one of those times where he zigs instead of zags, Blaine thought fondly, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Or is it zags instead of zigs?

Blaine wasn't fooling himself, though. He was just as upset about Karofsky's attempted suicide as Kurt was. Well, maybe not to the same extent as Kurt, but it was a blow nonetheless. Blaine hadn't forgiven Karofsky yet – he wasn't sure if he ever could, not as long as he could still remember Kurt calling him in tears, saying that his main bully had cracked, stolen his first kiss, and then threatened his life if he told anyone. No, Blaine could honestly say that Karofsky's death would not have affected him greatly. Instead, Blaine selfishly thought of the gay community as a whole. If Karofsky had succeeded – though just giving in to the temptation to off himself was enough – it would have shown that he was ashamed of who he was, and given credence to the doubters' arguments that being gay was wrong and unnatural.

As Kurt's sobs increased, Blaine began to rock them back and forth, humming quietly, singing bits and pieces of songs he'd sung before, or songs he wanted to do, or some that he'd even written himself – anything to help Kurt regain control. He soon became aware of Kurt muttering under his breath.

"Oh, god," he sobbed through the tears, "Why?"

Blinking back tears of his own at the sight of his boyfriend so distraught, Blaine pressed a rough kiss to the top of Kurt's head, "I don't know," he whispered, his throat closing up as the enormity of the situation finally hit him. "I don't know."

"That could have been either of us," said Kurt, "If I hadn't had you, or you hadn't had the Warblers."

Blaine shuddered at the reminder. "I know. But the point is that we're here, we're healthy, and we're strong." He held Kurt closer, "We can get through this – I know we can."

"I was almost in David's position once," Kurt whispered, burying his head in Blaine's chest. Of course, he'd already told his boyfriend about the bullying he'd experienced, as well as the time he'd been so tempted to end it all. Luckily, nothing had happened – Kurt hadn't gone through with it, for which Blaine would be forever grateful.

Blaine's grip was almost painful by this point, but Kurt wasn't about to complain. He basked in the knowledge that he had someone apart from his dad who would care whether he lived or died. And he would pay the price of a few bruises on his arm for that reminder any day. As if sensing Kurt's thoughts, Blaine relaxed his hold, and Kurt felt the blood flow freely through his veins again. Despite being painful, Kurt welcomed it as a sign that he was alive and actually able to feel.

"When you think of the future, what do you see?"

Although Blaine was startled by the question, his reply was instantaneous, "You," he said simply. "I see you."

Kurt smiled up at him. "I see you too, and it gives me strength, and hope. I love you, Blaine, and knowing that I love and am loved in return makes me so, so happy."

"I'm glad," Blaine whispered softly, leaning over to briefly brush their lips together. "I love you too, and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

Kurt raised a tentative hand to gently stroke Blaine's cheek. Blaine closed his eyes, sighing in pleasure at the feel of his boyfriend's smooth fingers gliding along his jaw before coming to rest on his lips. Kurt rose to his knees and crushed their lips together hungrily. However impossible his expectations were, he wanted to forget, if only for a little while.

"Everything's going to be fine, Kurt," Blaine whispered reassuringly between kisses. He knew what Kurt was trying to do, and he would help in whatever way he could, but he needed Kurt to know that he wasn't alone. He never would be again. "We'll make it through this. I promise."

Kurt didn't respond with words. He merely nodded before attaching their lips together again. When he was with Blaine, nothing else mattered. When he and Blaine were close together, as they currently were, Kurt had no room for thoughts other than skin on skin . . . heat pooling in his stomach and groin . . . wet lips and slippery tongue . . .

Even though Kurt knew that it wouldn't be right to forget forever, all he wanted was a bit of a reprieve – his own little slice of heaven, with just him and Blaine – before he returned to face reality.