I am so sorry this took me so long, it's finals in college and I haven't had the chance...
I want to thank my lovely Meg for helping me out A LOT with this chapter. Love your face!
And I am dedicating this to Kyle and Stewart, who make me believe in true love again.
If you recognize a person in this story...then it means they are not mine. Enjoy!
Kurt inhaled deeply as he woke up, though his eyes still didn't open. He just felt. He was unbelievably warm, his body meshed with Blaine's. Strong, familiar arms were holding him as close as they possibly could, tight and comforting around his waist. The scent that overwhelmed all others was the scent of his husband's hair and skin. It only took him a second to remember what had happened the night before, but he decided to be selfish a while longer and he snuggled closer to Blaine, his arms tightening around Blaine's torso. He felt Blaine's lashes fluttering against his own cheeks and his chest constricted at the familiarity of waking up like that, of being held like that, of not feeling alone.
He barely breathed for nearly half an hour, just allowing himself to feel loved for the first time in nearly a month. But it seemed that all things had to come to an end and he felt Blaine's eyes open and he felt Blaine inhale sharply and separate their faces and Kurt waited for the warmth in his arms to pull away...except, it didn't. Blaine looked at the seemingly still asleep Kurt, for several moments before he put his face back next to Kurt's, their noses brushing. Kurt felt Blaine's hand leave his waist and he nearly moved to keep it there until he felt the hand on his cheek. Blaine used the pad of his thumb to stroke Kurt's cheek bone delicately and Kurt could have cried, but that would have given him away and ended his heaven. After several seconds Blaine's fingers moved to touch his forehead and jaw as if memorizing the structure of Kurt's face. Blaine's finger drifted down to Kurt's neck and caressed the flesh just below Kurt's ear, the spot that made Kurt helpless. He let out a gasp at the sensation and Blaine pulled away as if he'd been burned.
No, no, no, Kurt mentally begged as he remained as still as he could, hoping Blaine would take it as just an involuntary sound and not stop completely.
"Kurt," Blaine whispered softly and Kurt realized it made him a terrible person that he didn't answer, but he just pretended to continue to sleep. A minute passed before Blaine relaxed back and he sighed in relief and put his hand back on Kurt's waist, burying his face in Kurt's could have laughed in relief but instead he just laid there, letting Blaine curl into him. "Tell me how I got you, tell me why you would fall in love with someone like me," Blaine murmured into Kurt's hot skin and Kurt opened his eyes in disbelief. Blaine's eyes widened as he realized Kurt had heard him, and possibly felt him earlier and he started to move away from Kurt but Kurt held him firmly.
"Because you are so amazing, so much better than I deserve," Kurt claimed. Blaine started to shake his head but Kurt attached their lips suddenly and he heard Blaine squeak in surprise before responding happily. It took Kurt nearly 8 seconds to remember himself and he pulled away, earning a whine of displeasure from Blaine. Kurt chuckled softly but sighed sadly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, we agreed we wouldn't do that."
"You agreed," Blaine pouted slightly and Kurt smiled softly and shrugged in slight agreement.
"I have an idea," Kurt suggested, not calling Blaine out on his touching, "You wanna go out for breakfast? There's this great coffee shop just down the street," Kurt said, noticing that neither of them were moving to get out of bed, or letting go of each other.
"Yeah, that'd be cool," Blaine smiled shyly, his stomach flopping in a way that had become normal to him.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asked quietly, "After last night?" Blaine nodded,
"Yeah, I mean if I don't let go of your hand all day, don't be worried."
"We don't have to go out, we can stay here, I'm off today," Kurt immediately offered, his hand running back and forth across Blaine's side, almost mindlessly.
"N-n-no," Blaine stuttered, causing Kurt to freeze realizing he was distracting Blaine.
"Sorry," he muttered as Blaine studied him.
"Did we ever break up?" Kurt looked at him alarmed,
"No, we never even took 'a break'" he air quoted the last two words. "We've fought," he let out a hollow laugh, "We've had some memorable battles, but in the end, other than a few nights on the couch, our love is so much stronger than any anger we've had for each other."
"Good," Blaine replied, smiling.
Two hours later they were walking hand in hand down the block, talking comfortably. Both men could sense a change, they didn't know what the difference was, they just felt...closer. They talked and laughed as they walked down the street, to anyone passing by they appeared to be a normal couple and Blaine couldn't help but smile.
"In here," Kurt motioned to a small coffee shop door that Blaine had been too absorbed in Kurt to notice where they were. The door read 'D.J.'s grind' and Blaine could tell instantly that it was a local place, it was far too cozy and quaint to be chain. Blaine went in first, blushing when Kurt held the door for him and bowed playfully. As they approached the counter, Blaine saw the barista light up at the sight of them and relief filled his eyes and he was unsure of why.
"Oh, we have been so worried about you two," he claimed, coming around the counter and hugging Kurt tightly.
"We're tough, Matt, gonna take more than that to get rid of us," Kurt claimed, hugging the man back as Blaine watched uncertainly.
"Hey, Blaine," Matt said hesitantly, apparently he knew Blaine's 'situation' and he held out his hand, "I'm Matt, this is your and Kurt's favorite coffee place so we see each other a lot." Blaine smiled and nodded, taking his hand,
"Nice to- meet you," he hated saying that to people he was obviously supposed to know. Matt however, same as Mackie, smiled and went back around the counter.
"What'll it be today?" Before Blaine could open his mouth Kurt spoke,
"Grande non-fat Mocha and medium drip." Blaine looked at Kurt, maybe he shouldn't have been surprised but,
"You know my coffee order," he whispered. Kurt smiled warmly at him,
"Of course, I do," a moment passed before they both realized Blaine didn't get the reference. Suddenly though Kurt's eyes moved passed him and widened in surprise.
"What the hell is it with you and running into us at coffee shops?" Blaine turned to see a man, taller than both him and Kurt, he was incredibly attractive, but there was something about him that made Blaine's stomach churn and he had the overwhelming urge to punch the guy in the face.
"Guess it's just meant to be," the man chuckled lightly turning to him, "How are you, Blaine?" Blaine didn't know what came over him but he glared harshly at the man and turned back to Matt who snickered as he fixed their coffee.
"Guess even without his memory he knows what you did," Kurt said, sounding rather smug if Blaine did say so.
"Oh come on, I've apolog-" the man realized what Kurt said and froze looking at Blaine, "What?"
"We were jumped a month ago and he doesn't remember anything past being fourteen."
"And yet he still hates me?
"Guess it was just meant to be," Kurt replied, cheekily. Blaine glanced back at the man to see a mischievous smirk, one that sent shivers, (though Blaine wasn't sure they were bad shivers) down his spine.
"So Blaine, has Kurt told you all about the fun times we had at Dalton?" The man crooned, Blaine looked at Kurt, almost in a panic, Kurt looked mad,
"Sebastian." That was a warning tone, Blaine knew that, he didn't know how, but he knew Kurt was not messing around. Sebastian, apparently knew that too, and he held up his hands in surrender,
"You know I'm only messing around." Kurt shook his head firmly, taking Blaine's hand, the butterflies in Blaine's stomach flapped,
"He doesn't." Kurt's reply was simple, but it bothered Blaine, he still couldn't remember anything, not a single thing from before Sadie Hawkins. The memories had to be there, because the feelings were there, whether he knew what those feelings were or not.
"I'm sorry," Sebastian claimed, smiling apologetically at Blaine, "So are you guys okay? Other than Blaine's memory." Blaine studied Sebastian for a moment, he was indeed gorgeous, but there was an arrogance about him that seemed completely faked.
"Yeah, physically we're fine," Kurt replied, his tone going back to kind and comfortable, and Blaine turned into him, their hands still linked.
"I'm glad," Sebastian said, and he sounded genuine. "Did they catch the guys at least?"
"No, um-" Kurt's grip tightened, "No, they got away." This time Blaine turned completely into Kurt, moving up against him, his chest leaning against Kurt's arm. Kurt turned to look at him and wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulder and Blaine moved even closer to Kurt, now his torso against Kurt's side. "It's okay, they can't hurt us anymore," Kurt promised. Blaine shivered, despite the warmness of Kurt's body.
"Memory or not, he still knows who his other half is," Sebastian said admiration in his voice. Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine's temple,
"Yeah, thankfully they didn't take that away."
"If I couldn't, no one can," Sebastian said teasingly. Kurt rolled his eyes but he was smiling and so Blaine felt like maybe this person wasn't so bad, but something about him still made Blaine watch him out of the corner of his eye.
"Here you go guys," Matt called to Kurt and Blaine.
"Thanks," Kurt said, grabbing the coffees, handing Blaine his. Blaine took a sip and suddenly something hit him, it wasn't a memory, but it was an overwhelming feeling of protectiveness and anger.
"You hurt him, didn't you?" Blaine snarled at Sebastian, Sebastian looked at the couple taken aback.
"How did you-" Kurt began but Blaine shook his head,
"I don't know, just a feeling, what did he do?" Kurt looked at his partner and took his hand, squeezing comforting,
"He didn't get the chance, you jumped in front of me, and took the slushy yourself, ended up nearly blind for it." Kurt reported. Blaine's mind skipped over the part where he himself had been hurt,
"YOU TRIED TO BLIND HIM!" Blaine yelled and lunged at him, but secure hands around his waist pulled him back, even as Sebastian moved back mildly alarmed. "I- He is- What the fuck did you do?" Blaine growled, even as Kurt put himself psychically between the two men.
"Blaine, look at me," Kurt said calmly, running his hand up and down his side comfortingly. Blaine almost instantly felt soothed, he wasn't sure why that calmed him almost immediately, but it did and he exhaled, Kurt smiled warmly at him. "I was fine, you had to have surgery, but you were eventually fine too,"
"Why would he try to blind you?" Blaine asked, his voice concerned and soft even though he was glaring at Sebastian as if trying to murder him with his eyes.
"Because I had a thing for you and Kurt was in the way," Sebastian said, instantly realizing that was no the right thing to say when Blaine tried once again to run past Kurt and get to Sebastian. But Kurt grabbed him once more, pulling him close against him,
"Sweetheart, calm down, it happened a long time ago, we were fine, he didn't break us up, okay? He was just a jealous kid, he apologized and we forgave him," Kurt explained, brushing Blaine's hair back carefully.
"You could never be in the way, you are my destination," Sebastian snorted back a laugh, causing both men to glare at him, he held up his hand in surrender,
"I just never knew it was possible for Blaine to be even more cheesy than he is at 26." Blaine blushed and shrunk back in embarrassment and shame but Kurt kissed his lips gently,
"Sebastian, I may be able to hold him back from kicking your ass, but you say something like to him again, and no one will be able to stop me from turning your face into minced meat."
"Calm down, gay face, I'm done," Sebastian promised,
"Really, craigslist?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow, "You really want to go there?"
"Craigslist? That's the best you can do?" he sighed heavily, "You were so much wittier as a teenager."
"Fuck you. Is that witty enough for you?" Kurt asked, and despite the laughter on both taller men's lips, Blaine looked on in horror. It took a moment for Kurt to realize Blaine looked conflicted between distress and anger, "No it's fine, honey, we've always been like this, we grew up a long time again, we're over it." Blaine looked Sebastian up and down daringly before leaning into Kurt. Sebastian watched the two closely, the way they were so comfortable with each other, the way they always were, the way they always had been. Their bodies were drawn to each other like the other was keeping them on the earth, it was sickening.
"You have time to sit and talk?" Sebastian asked, Kurt looked at Blaine who smileded at him, Kurt deserved to have some time with people his "own age".
"A few minutes, sure," Kurt agreed, motioning to a table with four chairs.
"I have to run to the bathroom," Blaine whispered to Kurt, his hair tickling Blaine's face. Kurt smiled at him and motioned to the back, left corner,
"It's back there." Blaine nodded and stole a quick kiss from his partner's cheek and headed back, aching the moment they were apart.
Sebastian watched as Kurt watched Blaine until he was out of sight,
"So how are you really?" Sebastian asked. Kurt sighed softly, taking a sip of his coffee,
"It could have been worse, he could have died." He spoke as if he said the words too loud it would happen.
"I just don't know how you haven't punch a hole in some concrete; I'd be pissed!" Sebastian claimed, leaning back to drink his own coffee.
"I am pissed, don't think I'm not, but..." he paused, "Punching things isn't going to help me."
"Might make you feel better," Sebastian suggested. Kurt smirked,
"Other than that I mean."
"Well honestly it looks as if you could just use that; you look exhausted," Kurt smiled at Sebastian,
"Always the charmer." Sebastian chuckled, and nodded,
"Haven't lost my touch, and if you get tired of babysitting, you know where I live." Kurt rolled his eyes and sighed,
"You are completely shameless, Sebastian Smythe." He looked down at his coffee before looking back up at Sebastian, "I have another problem, George Piccino keeps calling."
"Blaine's boss?" Sebastian asked, Kurt nodded, "Doesn't he know about Blaine?"
"Of course he does, but he can't keep telling the press 'no comment' forever. Blaine is well known, he promotes, he makes appearances then all of a sudden, nothing. They may be obnoxious, but the press isn't stupid, and it's only a matter of time before they show up at the theater asking questions and I'm not sure I'm ready for that, I know he's not ready."
"He's stronger than you are treating him," Sebastian stated, "Explain the situation, hell I bet he could come up with something to tell the press."
"I'm not putting that kind of pressure on him," Kurt replied instantly.
"Oh no, by all means keep it all on yourself until you collapse, that'll be just the thing to help Blaine." Sebastian answered, he for one had never been quite as...delicate around the couple. Kurt scrubbed his face with his hands before leaning back to look at Sebastian, "But can I just say, I am so jealous." Kurt looked at him confused,
"Your husband loses his memory and he still loves you more than anyone has ever even considered loving me." Kurt softened in sympathy, Sebastian was a player, but he secretly longed for stability and love, even if he found it nearly impossible to wait for. "And have you seen how he looks at you? Like you are the best thing on earth...I used to think it was just because you were his first love, but he is genuinely, completely, in love with you, no matter the situation. It's disgusting, Kurt! No one should love another person as much as you two love each other." Kurt chuckled, reaching out to clap Sebastian's shoulder,
"I hope you find that too, Sebastian." Sebastian smiled softly that the other man could see him so clearly, he and Blaine were the only people who could do so, he'd always wondered why.
"Sorry," Blaine said softly as he sat back down, a small smile on his face. He took Kurt's hand, and intertwined their fingers. Kurt smiled at him and let Blaine lean into him like he wanted, wrapping his arm around Blaine chest as Blaine's back pressed halfway on Kurt's own chest, their fingers never separating. Blaine had overheard part of their conversation, he liked that Sebastian saw how much he was in love with Kurt, that he didn't just brush it off because he was mentally fourteen. Maybe Sebastian was so bad after all, then again, he could remember anything, so that may chance once he got his memory back. But for now he was content to be cocooned in Kurt's embrace as he and Sebastian talked about work and politics. They tried to include Blaine as much as they could, but Blaine was happy just to listen, oddly, he felt more at peace than he had since he woke up, he was in love, and it was with the man he was always meant to be with. And if he could only remember... Blaine felt like life would be perfect once again.
That doesn't sound ominous at all does it? hehe. Hope you enjoyed. Next chapter is going to shake things up again...duh. Finals are in full swing so I will probably be a couple weeks before I can update again. Much love to all my readers! Please review xoxo