A/N: Claire and I are just completely over today, so Claire wrote this in about half an hour. It isn't edited, there isn't really anything behind it...it's just a filler so we can go to bed.
Rating: G/K
"Blaine...I'm so sorry..." The words were whispered into the rain as Kurt lowered his head, staring at his feet.
Blaine stared at him, clinging to the door as though it was the only thing keeping him upright.
"I was wrong..."
It had been two weeks – two long, lonely weeks – spent alone, crying and thinking about everything and nothing – and now he was back. Kurt was back.
"Forgive me...please?" he pleaded, finally looking up to meet Blaine's eyes. Blaine studied him, keeping his face carefully blank. Kurt curled his arms around himself, shaking – not from the cold, more from how hard he was trying to keep himself upright, to not curl himself into a ball.
He was drenched, his clothes more than likely ruined, but the only thing that gave away that Kurt even knew it was raining was when he wiped the water out of his eyes, flicking it away impatiently.
When Blaine had been silent for a while – too long – Kurt dropped to his knees.
"Please." He lowered his head. He saw the door move out of the corner of his eye and flinched, turning his head away. Blaine's hand landed on his shoulder.
Kurt looked up hopefully.
"Please?" he breathed. Blaine hesitated, then nodded.
"Come inside...We need to talk."
A/N: I'll give you quality tomorrow.