009.3. Drabble
Plan B
GLEE SEASON 3 FINALE SPOILERS
Kurt was pretty sure he should not only deserve a placement in NYADA but also win an Academy Award for his acting skills as he plastered on a happy smile at the train station to wave goodbye to Rachel. What he really wanted to do was crawl into the black hole that was the bottom of his bed with a giant box of Hershey Kisses, eat the lot, and then never come out again. His face actually hurt from how hard the was pretending to smile, when really the lump in his throat was playing mean games with his heart and making him feel sick inside from the effort it took not to cry in front of everyone. He had Plan Bs, but is heart wasn’t in any of them. He wanted this, he earned it. He put his mind, body and soul into it, poured out blood, sweat and tears to get it... and for what?
Rachel waved at everyone from the train, and Kurt actually wished he had sharks with laser beams to dive through the window and swallow her whole. It wasn’t fair. She fucked up, cried a lot, ruined his happy moments with her own self-centred misery, and still came out on top whilst he had to stand here and pretend to happily bid her bon voyage to go off and live his dream. He was hurting, he was bitter, and he was sick to goddamn death of doing everything right and coming in constantly second to Rachel freaking Berry. But it was over and done, and once again, it was time to pick himself up with his bruised and wounded pride and dignity intact, and try to find a new dream with class and dignity.
And just as the train pulled away from the station, Kurt felt the tears prick the backs of his eyes again and he sucked in a sharp breath as he turned abruptly to hurry off the platform before he let them fall. He took all of two steps when he felt a warm, secure pressure wrap around his hand and he turned to see Blaine there, hand protectively captured around his own with all the loving understanding spilling out of those huge hazel puppy dog eyes. Blaine breached the gap between them, stepping up to Kurt’s side to wrap his arm around his shoulders and pressed yet another clean hanky into Kurt’s hand to hurriedly lead him away from the platform, from the station, from the constant route of living in Rachel’s shadow where no one would give him a fucking chance and that was when Kurt just knew...
Blaine was his Plan B, and maybe all along, he had really been his A, too.
justbeingaqueen ★ GLEE (Canon)
GLEE SEASON 3 FINALE SPOILERS
Kurt was pretty sure he should not only deserve a placement in NYADA but also win an Academy Award for his acting skills as he plastered on a happy smile at the train station to wave goodbye to Rachel. What he really wanted to do was crawl into the black hole that was the bottom of his bed with a giant box of Hershey Kisses, eat the lot, and then never come out again. His face actually hurt from how hard the was pretending to smile, when really the lump in his throat was playing mean games with his heart and making him feel sick inside from the effort it took not to cry in front of everyone. He had Plan Bs, but is heart wasn’t in any of them. He wanted this, he earned it. He put his mind, body and soul into it, poured out blood, sweat and tears to get it... and for what?
Rachel waved at everyone from the train, and Kurt actually wished he had sharks with laser beams to dive through the window and swallow her whole. It wasn’t fair. She fucked up, cried a lot, ruined his happy moments with her own self-centred misery, and still came out on top whilst he had to stand here and pretend to happily bid her bon voyage to go off and live his dream. He was hurting, he was bitter, and he was sick to goddamn death of doing everything right and coming in constantly second to Rachel freaking Berry. But it was over and done, and once again, it was time to pick himself up with his bruised and wounded pride and dignity intact, and try to find a new dream with class and dignity.
And just as the train pulled away from the station, Kurt felt the tears prick the backs of his eyes again and he sucked in a sharp breath as he turned abruptly to hurry off the platform before he let them fall. He took all of two steps when he felt a warm, secure pressure wrap around his hand and he turned to see Blaine there, hand protectively captured around his own with all the loving understanding spilling out of those huge hazel puppy dog eyes. Blaine breached the gap between them, stepping up to Kurt’s side to wrap his arm around his shoulders and pressed yet another clean hanky into Kurt’s hand to hurriedly lead him away from the platform, from the station, from the constant route of living in Rachel’s shadow where no one would give him a fucking chance and that was when Kurt just knew...
Blaine was his Plan B, and maybe all along, he had really been his A, too.
justbeingaqueen ★ GLEE (Canon)