A few weeks have now passed and Kurt is beyond worried, Blaine has been leaving before he wakes up and getting home after he's asleep. He would think Blaine didn't come home at all but there's always a slightly warm pillow and a wadded up blanket on the couch. A Wednesday afternoon finds the glee club walking into the auditorium to perform a new song for regionals. As soon as they finish running through Roar and Fight song they hear a soft sniffle from the audience. Sam, being the first to snap out of his surprise, slowly moves to the edge of the stage squinting out into the large room.
"Blaine? That you man?"
Kurts attention snaps away from Rachel and quickly follows Sam's gaze out to the audience and gasps. It's worse than he thought, Blaine is wearing khakis with a very grayish blue shirt, no bow tie, no capris, no gel, and worst of all no smile.
Slowly walking to the edge of the stage he kneels down and stares at his fiancé. This has gotten out of control, but how to fix it?
"Blaine, can you come here, please, love?"
Everyone stares as Blaine slowly gets up and walks to the staircase up to the stage at a pace a turtle could match.
"Blaine, honey B… you can't let this continue. You need help, you need to find your happiness again. I'll help you, but you need to go back to the happy songbird Blaine we all know and love. This is hurting you as much as it is us, as much as it's hurting me."
Blaine takes a step back and nearly falls off the stage but before Kurt or anyone else can grab him to help him, he stairs himself and frantically shakes his head.
"I can't go back to that Blaine, Kurt,... What if it happens again? I can't hurt you again. You're my angel, I can't lose you. I swore I would never hurt you, and yet-"
"Blaine, stop, that wasn't you and you know it as well as I do. Yes, I was hurt and upset but the second it happened you ran away sobbing apologies. That's my Blaine. That's my Blaine Warbler, my honey B. These outfits you've been wearing are so bland, they aren't you, you aren't you right now and it's hurting me far worse than that… moment. Please, Blaine come back to us, come back to me?!"
Brittany steps forward and puts a hand on Kurt's shoulder.
"Kurt, what happened between to my dolphins? Blainey is sad, so are you? Did he yell at you?"
Kurt smiles sadly at Blaine before turning to Brittany.
"No, Brit, Blaine didn't yell… well not much but it doesn't matter now, he's-"
Blaine takes a step forward but stops at the glares he's getting from Finn and Santana. They don't stop him from speaking up however.
"He's more sorry than he can express but it doesn't give him an excuse for hitting you. I refuse to go back to that Blaine, I refuse to hurt you again. No song, no audition will ever come between us again."
There's immediately an uproar.
"AH HELL NO, I'M ABOUTTA GO ALL LIMA HEIGHTS ADJACENT ON YOUR ASS!"
"HE WHAT?!"
"HOW COULD YOU?!!"
"GET OUT OF OUR AUDITORIUM!"
Feeling frustrated Kurt looks around but his gaze falls on Blaine and his heart breaks.
"EVERYONE SHUT UP! Blaine don't you dare take one more step towards that door!"
Sighing, Kurt looks down at his hands.
"Yes, he slapped me, ONCE, and he immediately ran away sobbing apologies, as I said. It was a fight between me and him and it's over. Look at him, he hasn't sung anything since, not even in the shower!"
Mr. Shue comes in near the end of his rant and stares between Blaine and Kurt.
"Not a single song, Kurt?"
"Not a single note, Mr. Shue and it's killing us both. My mornings were always the best when I woke up to his voice in the shower or kitchen."
Slowly Kurt walks closer to Blaine and staring into his eyes offers a hand. After a long moment Blaine accepts and is pulled into a tight hug.
"Please, Blaine, I just want my fiancé back. I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere… just come back to us. One step at a time."
"I… I promise I'll try, for you."
"No my love, I want you to try for you, you're miserable right now and that's destroying me. I don't want you to change, not for me, not for anyone… I want my honey B back, I want the man I feel in love with to love himself again."
