A prompt from gleek. me!

Note: takes place during season 4, after the breakup. A tad bit sad. Okay, a lot sad.

Omegle

Kurt opens up the ice cream box. It's new, untouched, and full to the brim.

That kind of makes him want to cry. But then again, these days everything sort of makes him want to cry. Or actually cry.

He sniffs and stabs his spoon into the pink-colored ice cream; there's still some of the chocolate ice cream he had earlier on the spoon, and it mixes with the pink into a new color. The new color looks sad, and he wants to cry again. Then he wants to make a bowtie in this color, and then he wants to cry again.

Sniffing, he stuffs the spoon into his mouth, looking up at the TV where The Notebook is playing.

He can't even objectify Ryan Gosling, that's how bad it is. He just stares blankly at the screen and mumbles the lines to himself with a mouthful of ice cream.

When Rachel's there, it's easier; she tells him what to do, almost, ordering him to shower or do work or watch something that doesn't make him sob. She's out now, with Brody or something, and he won't call her and disturb.

His phone buzzes, and for a split second he wishes it'd be Blaine- of course, it isn't. It's Mercedes this time, saying she loves him and commanding him to stop watching The Notebook.

He sighs, but pauses the movie and texts her back, wishing her a good evening at her photoshoot. Waiting for her reply, he sets down the ice cream on the coffee table and pulls his laptop onto his hips.

Santana's been using it again, and forgot to close the last tab; fortunately, it's not porn, just this stupid site- Omegle. He's heard of it, of course. Which is why he clicks "text" and not "video". He really doesn't want to see any dicks right now. (He's afraid he'll think of Blaine and start crying again)

After a few strangers trying to lure him to porn sites or viruses, he comes across someone normal that just says hi.

Stranger: just looking for someone to talk to please dont ask for dick pics

You: same here it's cool

Stranger: have you ever had your heart broken?

Kurt bites his lip and looks up at the TV screen, where the picture is frozen. Tears well up in his eyes and it's hard to see when he replies.

You: kind of heartbroken rn

Stranger: same here

Stranger: sometimes this world is a shitty place

You: agreed

Stranger: worst thing it was totally my fault, you know? i messed up like a dickhead

You: i messed up too

You: but i want to blame him you know what i mean

Stranger: i wish i could blame him

Stranger: i know its my fault

Kurt is crying at this point, his body shaking with silent sobs.

You: i love him so much

You: but i want to hate him

You: and i know i cant because i love him too much to ever hate him

Stranger: god i wish i hated him but i cant even be angry with him because its all my fault

Stranger: why would i fucking cheat on him what the fuck is wrong with me i hate myself

Kurt feels bile rise up in his throat. No. No. He clicks the "escape" key several times, ending the conversation and pushing the laptop away, slamming it closed. He gets up and his legs feel wobbly from lack of use- he has to steady himself for a moment before running to the bathroom and puking all the ice cream he ate.

(Yeah, it's Blaine he's unknowingly talking to on Omegle)