AN: Possibly a spoiler for the Season 4 premiere and an added scene. Inspired by lyrics from "Last Kiss" by Taylor Swift
I walked into the empty house, glad that Carol was out running errands. I wanted some time alone. All the times I had watched Kurt leave for some new milestone, this one was the hardest because I knew this was the end. No longer was he the child that I could protect and shelter. I would no longer be a part of his everyday life, but a spectator waiting for that phone call, only sharing in the highlights of the life he made for himself.
Slowly I climbed the steps, and walked into Kurt's room. The bed was stripped. The colored post-its had disappeared the same night he had gotten his rejection letter from NYADA, but other than that nothing had changed. I walked slowly by his shelves, looking at the pictures and mementos Kurt had collected over the years. All the triumphs and disappointments came flooding back. Reaching out, I picked up the picture from his junior prom.
Taking a few steps back, I sat down on the bare mattress thinking how bittersweet the picture is. It's clear that the two boys in the picture are happy and in love. Blaine has been good for Kurt, and I'm hoping those two last. They were meant to be together, I've known that since the moment Blaine had walked into the garage to tell me that I needed to talk to Kurt about sex. Not only did that take guts, but it showed me how much Blaine cared about my boy.
The happy faces in that picture though don't tell the whole story though. Kurt had come through the front door in tears. Finn had immediately thought that Blaine was the source of those tears and had been ready to rush out and confront the other teen. The real reason behind the tears had been so much worse. Though I hadn't imagined that scenario, the intent behind nominating Kurt Prom Queen had been exactly what I was afraid would happen. I had ended up holding my son close long into the night that night as he had cried and let out his feelings about the whole incident. Not for the first time since her death, I had wished his mom was there to soothe his fears.
Now Kurt was on his own. He wouldn't come running to me with his problems as much anymore and I wouldn't be there to console him. I'd have to rely on Rachel to do that for now, and whatever friends he might find in New York. And then, the fates willing, Blaine would be there with him next year. I'd feel so much better when those two could be in New York together and I realized then that I had fully accepted Blaine as Kurt's life partner. As long as Kurt had Blaine to share his life with him, I'd rest a lot easier. Until that time however, I knew there would be many nights spent lying awake wondering if my little boy was okay.