The second (and last) part of yesterday's drabble- after the canon part where they sing to each other in Glee. Without the part at Emma's office, though.

Titled after the song of the same name.

This I Promise You

They walked together to Kurt's car, chastely distant from each other, not touching or looking at each other's direction.

Blaine started talking first.

"That song you sang today… It made me realize how stupid I was acting. No matter how hurt I am… I never want you to leave," he whispered, sounding pained.

They reached a spot that was distant enough from the hassle of the other students, and stopped walking. Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes, and they were the saddest blue he'd ever seen.

Kurt stared back for a moment, and then looked at the ground. "I don't know how else to prove to you that I'm sorry." He pulled out his phone from his pocket and reached his hand forward- handing it to Blaine. "Here."

Blaine looked at the phone. "What?"

He shrugged. "Take it. Delete his number; it's under Chandler S. Text him that I won't be talking to him anymore. That I hate him. I don't care. Whatever you feel like telling him."

"No," Blaine said without hesitation.

"No?"

"Kurt, that's not who I am. I'm not going to put a leash on you. I'm not going to stop you from having friends."

Kurt's sad-blue eyes were tearing. "I'm so sorry I hurt you," he whispered.

"I'm sorry, too. I'm just… I'm scared," he said in a small voice.

"What are you scared of? I told you, I love you, Blaine-"

"There will be so many guys out there in New York, Kurt. Smarter and older and funnier and sexier and better than me. And look at you! You'll be able to have them all. And I'll be here all alone while you forget about me," he shut his eyes tight against the tears.

A soft hand stroked his cheek, and he opened his eyes. "But I don't want any of them. We may argue and we may fight and make mistakes, but I don't want anyone besides you, Blaine. Ever."

Blaine sniffed. "I'm going to miss you so much, Kurt. I love you, and I'm so scared."

Kurt gripped him in a tight, warm hug, whispering in his ear, "We'll have Skype. And holidays. And in a year we'll be together again."

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and pressed his face into his neck, inhaling deeply.

It wasn't completely okay, but it was better.

"Can we please go to your house and not go anywhere today? I just want to be with you."

Kurt nodded, and kissed him gently. "It's going to be okay, baby. I promise."

Shh there will be a happy drabble tomorrow no worries :*