AN: Blaine's thought process during the Blackbird performance. Inspired by lyrics from "Come What May" by Ewan McGreggor and Nicole Kidman
Listening to him sing "Blackbird" the feeling just washed over me. I didn't understand how I hadn't seen this before. How I could be so blind when Kurt was such a beautiful person, both inside and out. His smooth, creamy skin which I knew was soft to the touch from when I had first met him and grabbed his hand, leading him through the halls of Dalton. His always perfectly styled hair that I suddenly wondered what running my hands through it would feel like. Would he even let me run my fingers through it? The sparkling glaz eyes, which mirrored the many emotions that he was always feeling.
Not long ago I was telling Kurt's father that Kurt was the most moral person I had ever met. I had walked into Mr. Hummel's garage telling him he needed to have a talk with Kurt about sex because I was worried about him. That should have told me something then. None of my other friends could I ever see me walking up to their father's and bringing up that subject. But Kurt was different. I hadn't known him long but I would do anything I needed to do to protect him, even risk the wrath of his father.
Kurt had confessed feelings for me back around Valentine's day. Back when I had made a fool of myself at the Gap. Would he still have me? Could I make him see that every day I found more things that I loved about him even if I had only now become consciously aware of them. Did I dare try to press my lips against his and find out how soft they really were.
Right then, as his voice reached my ears with it's beautiful melody, the only thing I was sure of was that the next move was mine. If I wanted this to move past friendship then I had to find a way to convey that to him, because Kurt had already stated his feelings for me and I had turned that offering away. Now I had to make him see that I had realized that somewhere along the way he had become my world.