AN: This was inspired by lyrics from "Believe" by Skillet. For those of you reading "Broken Heart" consider this a sort of sneak peek as something similar will be appearing in a later chapter of that story.
My voice trailed off as I saw the tear drops start to slide down the bruises on Kurt's cheek. Tears were not the reaction I had been hoping for but at least I had gotten a reaction from him. The expressionless, silent Kurt that had greeted me here in this New York City hospital had broke my heart - much like I had broken his, I conceded.
"Hey, my singing isn't that bad is it?" I asked lightly, reaching out to lightly brush the tears away.
"I can't do this."
Kurt's voice sounded so broken that it felt like the knife already in my heart was pushed in a little deeper. Still, he was talking. I had reached him. I couldn't back off now, no matter how much it hurt me.
"Can't do what?"
"Just be your friend. I love you too much, Blaine, even if you don't feel the same about me. I know you said that things would be better in the long run. That us breaking up was inevitable and that you didn't want to hold me back but as much as those words hurt, I still love you. And just being friends hurts too much."
My breath caught. I could see just how much my actions these past few months had hurt him. I felt as angry with myself as I did at the close-minded people who had put him here in the hospital. Despite my noble words back in August, I had regretted voicing those words everyday. Knew that my life was lacking without Kurt in it as my boyfriend.
"Would you be willing to take me back?" I ask, afraid of the answer.
Instead of words, Kurt is leaning forward in the hospital bed and wrapping his arms around me. It's the only answer I need.