Fic: Our Place Somewhere - 5/5
Title: Our Place Somewhere - 5/5
Genre: Supernatural / Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Blaine/Kurt
Summary: Kurt met Blaine in a dream when he was four years old. Blaine and Kurt have been each other's support systems for a long time before Blaine became Kurt's teenage dream.
AN:
Previous chapters here.
Blaine smiled a little, as Kurt confessed that he had never wanted to give his kiss to a fake boy. “I can understand that,” he said, drumming his fingers on the table lightly and looking deep into Kurt’s eyes. “I wouldn’t have wanted to give my first kiss to a fake boy either, but by the time I offered you that kiss, I had already had a pretty disastrous one and I had to face the fact that you meant more to me than anyone in the real world.”
Kurt smiled at Blaine and then shook his head. “You’re not fake,” he said, surprised that tears were spreading along his eyes and spilling over. “You’re not fake Blaine.” He felt like he should repeat that over and over again because Blaine was real. “You’re real. I should have always known that you were real. My god, I mean, I just saw you like, four weeks ago at the least right? When Karofsky shoved me by the stairs I was so pissed off and then I went to sleep and there you were.”
They were both quiet for a very long moment. This whole situation was unbelievable, surreal and Kurt’s head was honestly swimming. After Blaine stayed silent for a very, very long time, Kurt had to ask him a simple question. “Blaine,” he said softly. He had always relied on this person for someone to lean on, for someone wiser to look to, and now he was here. Blaine was here and hopefully he had more answers than Kurt did. “Blaine, what do you think is happening here? What is this whole situation?”
Blaine looked at him and Kurt could see the considerations running through his head. He, himself, wasn’t sure what to think. Here he was, sitting across from a boy that had been in his dreams since he was about four years old. He had realized pretty young that he only came to Blaine when he was desperate, when he really needed someone who loved him unconditionally to just be there. Their meetings always came from some kind of need, some kind of desperation or some kind of great sadness. The two boys had absolutely needed each other every single time they came together. Each meeting in that little park was a release, a safety net, a safe haven.
“I think that we met when we needed each other,” he whispered, low. “The times that we came to each other were always times when we were desperate and felt alone.”
Blaine was verbalizing exactly what Kurt was thinking. Kurt nodded up and down enthusiastically, tears flowing like crazy. He could not help himself. “Yes,” he whispered. “Every time someone brought me down and I felt so alone, I knew that I would be able to find that place where you were.”
“It’s like we’re sou-”
“Were you going to say soul mates?” Kurt asked, watching Blaine’s face turn distinctly redder after the word almost came out. “Don’t feel embarrassed about that Blaine. I mean, it’s kind of true. We had these dreams about each other for years and years and god, I don’t believe in God but I think that there has to be some kind of soul to what’s been happening all this time. We were there for each other all of these times.”
“I was going to say soul mates,” Blaine admitted, shaking his head. He looked like he was ready to come apart at the seams, tears welling up in his beautiful brown eyes too. “You saved my life on more than one occasion.”
“You saved mine too,” Kurt mumbled softly.
Another long silence and Blaine valiantly changed the subject. “Kurt, is that bully, that Karofsky dude still hurting you? We just saw each other. God it was less than a month ago. I…is he? Is there anything that I can do right here and now? God, I’m here now. I can protect you for real instead of offer crappy advice.”
Kurt swallowed heavily. “Yes,” he said softly. “Dave Karofsky has made it his mission to make my life a living hell.”
“You don’t have to handle it alone anymore,” Blaine whispered. “I’m here, Kurt. I promise.”
Kurt nodded. He knew that he was no damsel in distress that needed saving but Blaine was there and the world seemed a whole lot safer. He felt safe, as though he could do absolutely anything because Blaine was there with him.
“I promise you Kurt, that I’ll help you handle it,” Blaine said and Kurt could see a shadow of shame slowly cross over his beloved’s face. “I…I came here to Dalton Academy because my bullying got too much to take. I found out that this place had a zero tolerance policy for that kind of thing and expelled students on the slightest incidence of bullying and I knew that I had to come here. I had to be safe. I want the same safety for you and hopefully you won’t have to be the coward I am to do it.”
Kurt shook his head. He could see the shame in Blaine’s eyes even before Blaine had called himself a coward. He was definitely not a coward. He was the bravest and strongest person that Kurt knew even before Kurt had actually known him. “Blaine, you have nothing to be ashamed of and you are not a coward,” he said. “If I could come to a school where guys like Karofsky couldn’t push guys like me around I’d do it in a heartbeat. If I could afford something like this in my life…”
“We’ll make it better for you Kurt, I promise.”
“Why did you never tell me that you came to Dalton?” Kurt asked softly. “I could have put two and two together and found you so much sooner, maybe.”
Blaine shrugged a little bit. “I never really felt the need to,” he said, a sheepish look on his face. “It was almost as though the conversation topic never came up in any of our meetings. Maybe, uh, whatever power brought the two of us together in our dreams never wanted me to. Maybe I wasn’t allowed to find you until the right moment. This is, after all, pretty much the perfect moment.”
Kurt thought about that for a second. Something very powerful and possibly supernatural had brought he and Blaine, two very real boys, into each other’s lives. It was one of the most amazing thoughts to Kurt that he could be here because he was destined to be here. He usually dismissed any idea of a destiny with total scorn but this felt right. This felt good.
“It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it?” Blaine asked, standing up. “You and I were always destined to have this moment. It’s kind of…bigger than us.”
“You can say that.”
Blaine walked over and wrapped his arms around Kurt. Kurt stood up and they hugged, tightly. Kurt had never been one for a lot of heavy physical contact. He didn’t even like to hug anyone but his father, but hugging Blaine felt so right and he just sagged into the comfort. Blaine hugged him fiercely like he was afraid Kurt would turn to dust in his arms. Kurt hugged back to convince Blaine that he wasn’t going anywhere.
“I’m sorry,” Blaine whispered, his voice heavy with tears. “I just swear to everything that I’m never letting you go again. My Kurt. My Kurt is here.”
Kurt chuckled softly. “Blaine, I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “I’ve dreamt of this happening and here it is.” He knew as well as Blaine did that this was precious. Two lonely gay teenagers were finding out that their dream boy wasn’t as much of a dream as they thought. It was absolutely precious what was happening to them.
Kurt was hesitant to ask the question lingering on his lips but knew that he had to. “Blaine,” he said softly. “You’re…you’re real. I…I was wondering that well, since you’re real, I really want that kiss. I’ve still…n-never been kissed.”
It was silly and Blaine probably thought he was creepy for asking it. The other boy frowned for a second and then smiled. He let go of the tight hug and then pressed his lips firmly to Kurt’s. Kurt breathed in deeply. It was amazing. “Blaine,” he breathed into it, feeling like he was standing in that park for a split second. He was in their place and now their place was everywhere they were.
Genre: Supernatural / Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Blaine/Kurt
Summary: Kurt met Blaine in a dream when he was four years old. Blaine and Kurt have been each other's support systems for a long time before Blaine became Kurt's teenage dream.
AN:
Previous chapters here.
Blaine smiled a little, as Kurt confessed that he had never wanted to give his kiss to a fake boy. “I can understand that,” he said, drumming his fingers on the table lightly and looking deep into Kurt’s eyes. “I wouldn’t have wanted to give my first kiss to a fake boy either, but by the time I offered you that kiss, I had already had a pretty disastrous one and I had to face the fact that you meant more to me than anyone in the real world.”
Kurt smiled at Blaine and then shook his head. “You’re not fake,” he said, surprised that tears were spreading along his eyes and spilling over. “You’re not fake Blaine.” He felt like he should repeat that over and over again because Blaine was real. “You’re real. I should have always known that you were real. My god, I mean, I just saw you like, four weeks ago at the least right? When Karofsky shoved me by the stairs I was so pissed off and then I went to sleep and there you were.”
They were both quiet for a very long moment. This whole situation was unbelievable, surreal and Kurt’s head was honestly swimming. After Blaine stayed silent for a very, very long time, Kurt had to ask him a simple question. “Blaine,” he said softly. He had always relied on this person for someone to lean on, for someone wiser to look to, and now he was here. Blaine was here and hopefully he had more answers than Kurt did. “Blaine, what do you think is happening here? What is this whole situation?”
Blaine looked at him and Kurt could see the considerations running through his head. He, himself, wasn’t sure what to think. Here he was, sitting across from a boy that had been in his dreams since he was about four years old. He had realized pretty young that he only came to Blaine when he was desperate, when he really needed someone who loved him unconditionally to just be there. Their meetings always came from some kind of need, some kind of desperation or some kind of great sadness. The two boys had absolutely needed each other every single time they came together. Each meeting in that little park was a release, a safety net, a safe haven.
“I think that we met when we needed each other,” he whispered, low. “The times that we came to each other were always times when we were desperate and felt alone.”
Blaine was verbalizing exactly what Kurt was thinking. Kurt nodded up and down enthusiastically, tears flowing like crazy. He could not help himself. “Yes,” he whispered. “Every time someone brought me down and I felt so alone, I knew that I would be able to find that place where you were.”
“It’s like we’re sou-”
“Were you going to say soul mates?” Kurt asked, watching Blaine’s face turn distinctly redder after the word almost came out. “Don’t feel embarrassed about that Blaine. I mean, it’s kind of true. We had these dreams about each other for years and years and god, I don’t believe in God but I think that there has to be some kind of soul to what’s been happening all this time. We were there for each other all of these times.”
“I was going to say soul mates,” Blaine admitted, shaking his head. He looked like he was ready to come apart at the seams, tears welling up in his beautiful brown eyes too. “You saved my life on more than one occasion.”
“You saved mine too,” Kurt mumbled softly.
Another long silence and Blaine valiantly changed the subject. “Kurt, is that bully, that Karofsky dude still hurting you? We just saw each other. God it was less than a month ago. I…is he? Is there anything that I can do right here and now? God, I’m here now. I can protect you for real instead of offer crappy advice.”
Kurt swallowed heavily. “Yes,” he said softly. “Dave Karofsky has made it his mission to make my life a living hell.”
“You don’t have to handle it alone anymore,” Blaine whispered. “I’m here, Kurt. I promise.”
Kurt nodded. He knew that he was no damsel in distress that needed saving but Blaine was there and the world seemed a whole lot safer. He felt safe, as though he could do absolutely anything because Blaine was there with him.
“I promise you Kurt, that I’ll help you handle it,” Blaine said and Kurt could see a shadow of shame slowly cross over his beloved’s face. “I…I came here to Dalton Academy because my bullying got too much to take. I found out that this place had a zero tolerance policy for that kind of thing and expelled students on the slightest incidence of bullying and I knew that I had to come here. I had to be safe. I want the same safety for you and hopefully you won’t have to be the coward I am to do it.”
Kurt shook his head. He could see the shame in Blaine’s eyes even before Blaine had called himself a coward. He was definitely not a coward. He was the bravest and strongest person that Kurt knew even before Kurt had actually known him. “Blaine, you have nothing to be ashamed of and you are not a coward,” he said. “If I could come to a school where guys like Karofsky couldn’t push guys like me around I’d do it in a heartbeat. If I could afford something like this in my life…”
“We’ll make it better for you Kurt, I promise.”
“Why did you never tell me that you came to Dalton?” Kurt asked softly. “I could have put two and two together and found you so much sooner, maybe.”
Blaine shrugged a little bit. “I never really felt the need to,” he said, a sheepish look on his face. “It was almost as though the conversation topic never came up in any of our meetings. Maybe, uh, whatever power brought the two of us together in our dreams never wanted me to. Maybe I wasn’t allowed to find you until the right moment. This is, after all, pretty much the perfect moment.”
Kurt thought about that for a second. Something very powerful and possibly supernatural had brought he and Blaine, two very real boys, into each other’s lives. It was one of the most amazing thoughts to Kurt that he could be here because he was destined to be here. He usually dismissed any idea of a destiny with total scorn but this felt right. This felt good.
“It’s kind of crazy, isn’t it?” Blaine asked, standing up. “You and I were always destined to have this moment. It’s kind of…bigger than us.”
“You can say that.”
Blaine walked over and wrapped his arms around Kurt. Kurt stood up and they hugged, tightly. Kurt had never been one for a lot of heavy physical contact. He didn’t even like to hug anyone but his father, but hugging Blaine felt so right and he just sagged into the comfort. Blaine hugged him fiercely like he was afraid Kurt would turn to dust in his arms. Kurt hugged back to convince Blaine that he wasn’t going anywhere.
“I’m sorry,” Blaine whispered, his voice heavy with tears. “I just swear to everything that I’m never letting you go again. My Kurt. My Kurt is here.”
Kurt chuckled softly. “Blaine, I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “I’ve dreamt of this happening and here it is.” He knew as well as Blaine did that this was precious. Two lonely gay teenagers were finding out that their dream boy wasn’t as much of a dream as they thought. It was absolutely precious what was happening to them.
Kurt was hesitant to ask the question lingering on his lips but knew that he had to. “Blaine,” he said softly. “You’re…you’re real. I…I was wondering that well, since you’re real, I really want that kiss. I’ve still…n-never been kissed.”
It was silly and Blaine probably thought he was creepy for asking it. The other boy frowned for a second and then smiled. He let go of the tight hug and then pressed his lips firmly to Kurt’s. Kurt breathed in deeply. It was amazing. “Blaine,” he breathed into it, feeling like he was standing in that park for a split second. He was in their place and now their place was everywhere they were.