Blaine woke up as his alarm clock dismantled the dreams he had been having. For a while he remained there, staring at the ceiling, remembering the previous afternoon, the way the gray light had caressed Kurt’s beautiful face, the musicality of his voice, the uncertainty that had laced his words when they were talking about music and old dreams.
He
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