Kurt had begun to worry, it was now 2 A. M. and he had no sign from Blaine. Not a phone call, not a text. Kurt even stayed up past his usual sleeping time on Skype waiting for him, but he hadn't even gone online. "He's probably really busy with Glee," Kurt thought, "I think space would do good for both of us." He sighed and rolled over in bed, unable to sleep with the thoughts attacking his mind. Kurt decided he might as well catch up on his social life, and logged onto Facebook via his phone.
Rachel posted about how excited she was at learning to tango, Sam posted about Brittany's comeback (to Kurt's confusion), and to Kurt's surprise, Blaine posted about having fun at Scandals, a place that Kurt did not have fond memories about. He composed a comment that he was planning to post until a sudden reply beat his to first place. Kurt didn't recognize the name or the profile picture, but the comment struck him as strange, it read:
"I'm glad to have met you, you're a lot cooler than I thought you'd be."
Kurt shook it off, but the sense of worry swept over him like the tide destroying a child's sand castle. "Probably just a friend or something, Mr. Schue seems to be adding an army of people to New Directions these days," he thought to himself, turning his phone off and settling in bed. He would have to wake in a few hours anyways, to work at Vogue once again, answering phone calls, attending meetings, but the sense of worry continued to tug at his heartstrings, refusing to let go and give him rest.
It had been two hours now, and he still had not fallen asleep, the suspense was killing him and it refused to subside. In an attempt to bring solace, he logged onto Skype, planning to speak to Blaine, even though it was four in the morning. Bringing Kurt another surprise, he saw that Blaine was in-fact online, and decided to message him.
"Hey, sorry that I haven't kept up with our scheduled Skype dates, I've just been really busy with Vogue and everything, how've you been?
He waited for a response, desperately staring at the static screen. Until finally, after four minutes, Blaine replied with a single word that confirmed to Kurt that something was indeed wrong. The reply that followed read as: "Fine", an unusual reply from Blaine. "That's strange, usually he replies in full sentences and pours every, single detail to me, but he seems so distant here," Kurt thought, already composing a reply.
"Can I call you, I would really like to hear your voice," Kurt wrote, adding in a heart emoticon for good measure.
"Not right now, I'm busy finishing a project that's due today, I'd be distracted."
"Oh, that's okay, I'll just call you later today, I love you."
"I love you too."
Kurt felt a little better, having a form of communication with his beloved for the first time in days. Kurt shut his phone off and settled comfortably into bed, smiling in the dark as the sun began to show small signs of rising, hinting towards morning. Kurt would only get a few hours of sleep before he would have to rise and prepare to commute to his internship, but to him that didn't matter. He had finally spoken to Blaine after what seemed like an eternity. He laid in comfort, hugging the comforter snugly. In only took a matter of minutes for him to drift off, as he let go of all of all of his troubles and finally dosed off into the land of sleep, leaving his worries behind.