For blainewanderson: The Make-Up

[sweetporcelain]

Kurt took a deep breath as the cab stopped outside of Blaine's house, staring at the building. For so long, the sight of that front path had made his heart giddy with happiness, and so it felt more than a little strange to feel such dread today, faced with the same sight.

Paying the driver the horrendous fare, Kurt steeled himself and got out, duffel over one shoulder and a large sketchbook clasped to his chest. He hesitated on the curb, going through what he intended to say one final time in his head before there was nothing more for it. Walking slowly to the door, he pressed the bell. And waited.

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[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

"Don't let me go!" Kurt squeaked, relying on Blaine's hold as he leant back for his bag. "You're all that's keeping me from landing flat on my face on the floor."

Awkwardly unzipping his bag from his strange angle on Blaine's lap, his fingers scrabbled around inside until they found what they were looking for. Sitting back up, he pulled his favourite scarf with him.

"I believe this belongs to you."

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

"I've got you, I've got you, no falling, promise!" Blaine laughed, circling his hands on Kurt's waist to give him better support.

"Ohhhh..." Blaine eyes got huge, and his smile lit up his face. "Thank you. Thank you so much. God, thank you," he repeated, letting go with one hand to take it like holding onto something rare and costly. "I love you."

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

"I love you too," Kurt smiled and gave Blaine a quick peck of a kiss.

"I shouldn't have demanded it back, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking properly."

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

"No, Kurt, I didn't deserve it, I will remember to keep you in the front of my mind always now, and not dissolve into worries and fears that aren't real. I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened to me. I feel like I crashed emotionally after you were gone, I couldn't handle it," Blaine sighed. "I've never felt sadness like that before."

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

"Shhhh," Kurt hushed, kissing Blaine gently before wrapping himself around him.

"It doesn't matter. It's over. We're together and I love you."

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

"I love you too. I'll always love you. I'll do better, I'll be the kind of boyfriend you deserve, I swear, I swear," Blaine whispered against Kurt's shoulder.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Making gentle noises of comfort, Kurt stroked his fingers through Blaine's hair. He didn't want to hear his boyfriend putting himself down so.

"I love you. Just the way you are," he promised in a whisper. "Don't change for me."

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

"I just want you to be happy, Kurt, but selfishly, I want that to be with me, I hope I can do that, make you happy, not be such a failure," Blaine leaned into him more, needing the comfort so badly it made him ache all over. "I love you. I love you with everything in me. I swear."

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

"You're not a failure, baby. You've never been that," Kurt said, keeping Blaine close, keeping his fingers brushing softly through his hair.

"I love you. You make me happier than anyone else, or anything else. These last few weeks without you... I never want that again. I've never been so miserable, without you."

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

"You are the one for me Kurt, the only one, I hope you believe that," he sobbed quietly, broken even as Kurt valiantly tried to tape the pieces together.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

"I do, I do, I do..." Kurt kept repeating those two little words, would do so all night if it made Blaine's tears go away. He'd give anything, do anything, to see that smile he used to know so well.

"Don't cry, baby, please..."