TEASE!FIC, PART SIX
HOPEFULLY THERE WILL BE SEXY TIMES SOON? IDEK.
Blaine drifted in and out of consciousness, occasionally hearing fuzzily muffled voices or feeling the earth move. He frowned. “E’rfquake?”
“No. Go back to sleep.”
Blaine went back to sleep, blindly trusting the soft voice whispering into his ear. He curled in closer to the solid warmth next to him and let his eyes close…
Kurt was gone when he woke up. Blaine panicked for a moment, but as he moved he suddenly heard the crinkle of paper and pulled a somewhat-worse-for-wear note from underneath him.
Blaine,
It got late and I had to go home so as to avoid grounding. Don’t freak out, okay? I know you’re really good at it, honey, but just don’t.
I love you.
Kurt hadn’t bothered to sign the note, but he had drawn a heart in the lower right-hand corner of the page. Blaine sighed and looked at the clock. 3:17 am. Had he really fallen asleep on his boyfriend in the late afternoon after practically breaking down in Kurt’s arms?
God. No wonder Kurt left. He’d probably finally realized just how stupid Blaine was. He’d been so angry - and with good reason, Blaine admitted to himself. He just - Kurt was his, okay? And he loved Kurt so, so much, and he didn’t want to hurt him; Blaine could never hurt Kurt, he just couldn’t, Kurt was too important… Kurt deserved so much more than what Blaine had had; he deserved flowers and champagne and silk sheets and all sorts of things Blaine couldn’t even imagine, but he knew Kurt deserved to have it all, Kurt deserved perfect, and how was Blaine supposed to give him that?
Blaine was a freak. A stupid, hook-up having, sex song singing, short, ridiculously curly haired guy with a gun and a future as a mob boss. How could he ever have thought he could be good enough for Kurt? Of course he was going to hurt Kurt. Of course he was going to fuck up. He was a fuckup.
Blaine’s phone beeped next to him. Then again, and again. Cringing a little, Blaine checked it. Eleven missed messages.
Kurt [3:17 a.m.] - Stop freaking out, Anderson.
Kurt [3:17 a.m.] - Give me a call when you wake up.
Kurt [3:18 a.m.] - I love you.
Blaine didn’t call Kurt. Instead, he bit his lip and scrolled down to the earliest message.
Kurt [9:23 p.m.] - Thank you for telling me.
Kurt [9:24 p.m.] - I love you.
Kurt wasn’t usually so effusive. He was never so careful with his words. It was like he thought Blaine might break at the slightest hint of a breeze.
Kurt [9:27 p.m.] - You’re always so strong for me, honey,
Kurt [9:27 p.m.] - But you don’t have to be.
Kurt [9:27 p.m.] - <3
Blaine paused for a moment, then determinedly went on to the next message.
Kurt [10:03 p.m.] - I take back everything good I ever
Kurt [10:03 p.m.] - said about Finn Hudson. This movie is
Kurt [10:03 p.m.] - 96 minutes of life I’ll never have back.
Blaine couldn't help but snort at that. Kurt was still watching it, so it couldn't be that bad. Kurt liked to make snide comments, though. Blaine thought it was endearing. Kind of like Kurt's refusal to use textspeak whenever possible.
Kurt [10:05 p.m.] - altho Finn’s pretty good entertainment
Probably a horror movie of some kind, then. Kurt had treated him once to a re-enactment of 'Finn watching a "scary" movie.' Apparently, Finn didn't do so well with scary.
Kurt [10:36 p.m.] - Shirtless Ewan McGregor. <3
Blaine felt a twinge of irrational jealousy and skipped to the next message.
Kurt [10:39 p.m.] - Blaine, seriously, it’s okay. I love you
Kurt really still loved him? Even after this?
There was one unread message left.
Kurt [11:11 p.m.] - Wish I were there.