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Fill: Beautifully Wrong 15f/? – ftm!Blaine/Kurt, Andersons – dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia

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'Coop...' Blaine bit his lip. He felt like he should be saying something. Anything to express the rush of gratitude and affection he felt - had always felt - towards his brother. A way to describe what it felt like to know that he had someone so completely in his corner, and it didn't matter that said someone stumbled sometimes; he was still Blaine's person.

Before Blaine could think of anything to say, however, Cooper had risen to his feet again and was holding out a hand to help Blaine up.

'Thank you,' Blaine said, when he was back on his feet and standing in front of Cooper, and he hoped that Cooper realized he didn't just mean the hand.

'So we're good, right? You don't hate me?'

'Cooper,' Blaine said, almost reprimanding him, and he wrapped his arms around his brother in a tight, affectionate hug. Considering that Cooper was the one who had apologized to Blaine, it felt oddly like Blaine was comforting him now. 'I don't hate you.'

'Good.' Cooper was smiling again when they parted, and he pointed at the door to the choir room. 'Now go get ready. I'll be in the audience.'

'Do you want to come in?' Blaine offered. 'Give a last minute pep talk?'

'Nah, I'll leave you to it. You've got it in the bag, I think,' Cooper said with a wink and smile, before turning and walking down the hall, and as Blaine watched him go, he was suddenly seeing years of interaction with his brother, and what he had seen as nothing but criticism after criticism, in a new light, and something finally clicked into place.

'What are you smiling about?' Kurt asked in amusement as he appeared around a corner, the contents of the plastic bag clinking as he walked.

'Oh, you know, just thinking about the amazing people I'm my life,' Blaine said and took Kurt's hand in his, leading him back into the choir room. 'I'm kind of a lucky guy.'

Will post the final bit of ch. 5 (containing more sexytimes :p ) later this week.