Coming Home
Title: Coming Home
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine, Kurt/Will
Rating: Teen
Summary: Kurt loved it at Dalton, but he needed that excitement in his life, something that he could only ever find at McKinley. With his friends seeming to haved moved on with their own lives, Kurt finds himself forming a bond with his Spanish and Glee teacher, Mr Shue.
Chapter 3
As Kurt drives towards the coffee shop that had become part of his ritual whilst at Dalton; he and Blaine would go their every day after school, they'd talk about their day, sometimes they wouldn't have to talk at all, with one look it was as though everything that needed to be said was understood and all that had mattered was them. Kurt smiled, all he had to do was think of Blaine and he'd smile. Blaine gave him courage. Courage to be himself and to be happy about it.
It was Friday, the new day for their coffee ritual. Burt understood that now he was over three hours away from Blaine, and couldn't see him every day that weekends would be all about him. Which meant he'd either be staying at Blaine's or, Blaine would stay at his. That's how it would be this weekend.
Kurt couldn't believe that he had been back at McKinley for a whole week. At times it felt as though time had stopped and with every second that past, it felt more like a year. He was still scared to walk down the corridors on his own, but thankfully he didn't have to. Will was always there. His teacher never made a big deal out of it, he'd smile and walk him to class like it was the most natural thing in the world. Will Schuester had become his saviour and Kurt didn't know what school would be like if he wasn't there. Blaine gave him courage, but Will made him feel safe.
Butterflies were let loose in his stomach as he saw Blaine sitting on the bench outside of the coffee shop. His boyfriend wore blue turned up jeans, a simple white tee and a black cardigan. Simple but it worked for him. Kurt parked up quickly, he felt as though there should be slow back ground music or something as he got out of the car; surely this was something out of a movie. He ran up to his boyfriend and before he could control himself, he wrapped his arms around his neck and just held onto him.
Blaine wrapped his arms just as tight around the smaller boys waist and picked him up slightly, he couldn't help but spin them around slightly. Kurt giggled against him and pressed a soft kiss to his neck before hiding his face in it. “I missed you.” he whispered against him. “So much.”
“Missed you.” Blaine smiled, running his hands gently up and down Kurt's back.
After what felt like the longest, and best hug Kurt had ever received they headed into the coffee shop. Blaine got their orders, (Something that still made Kurt smile about) and Kurt found a nice table at the back.
“Got us a cookie to share,” Blaine smiles as he walks back up to him. “Something sweet for, someone sweet.”
Kurt looked up at his boyfriend and he couldn't help but laugh. “That was...”
“Too cheesy?” Blaine blushed, sitting opposite him.
“Just a bit, yeah.” Kurt smiled, he reached over and took Blaine's hand, holding it tight.
“Well it's been a week since I last saw you, all those romantic thoughts I should have said to you daily are finally catching up.”
“Well I look forward to hearing them.” Kurt said, smiling flirtatiously at the older boy.
For an hour the two boys spoke about everything, Kurt insisted that he wanted to hear everything about what was going on at Dalton. It was like when he first left McKinley, he'd left friends there and now he had left friends at Dalton. Just because he hadn't known them for as long as his McKinley friends didn't mean he didn't miss them any less.
“The Warblers miss you.” Blaine smiles, his thumb rubbing against Kurt's knuckles softly making him hold his hand a little tighter. “Wes and David are now trying to find someone to hit those high notes like you could.”
“I'm one of a kind.” Kurt winks.
“And don't we know it.” Blaine chuckled. “But really, Dalton is Dalton. It's just quieter without you, and lonelier without your hand to hold walking down the corridor.”
Kurt sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and gave Blaine's hand a gentle squeeze. “You're not mad at me for leaving are you?” He asked quietly. Blaine had said he wasn't, but maybe now that he actually had left maybe he felt different.
“Kurt, I am not mad at you at all. I am proud of you.” Blaine replied, his voice strong with confidence. “You are so strong, and so amazing. Going back there, it's something that I could never do. I am not mad, I miss you but I know that you have to do this, and I will be right by your side every step you take okay?”
“Are...You're sure?”
“Kurt, I'm sure.” Blaine brought Kurt's hand up to his mouth and placed a gentle kiss to his finger tips. “Now, come on, lets get back to yours, yeah?”
The ride back to Lima consisted of Kurt resting against Blaine as the older boy drove. Kurt realised he must think Blaine something amazing if he let him drive his baby. The thought made him chuckle and when Blaine gave him a questioning look he just grinned up at him.
“So, I erm...Well I wrote you a song.” Blaine said as they entered the basement that was Kurt's bedroom. Blaine placed his over night bag neatly at the bottom of Kurt's closet, he couldn't help but think to what it would look like if his clothes were neatly next to Kurt's. Sharing a closet, a house... making a home with him. It was something that he couldn't help but dream of for the two of them.
“You did?” Kurt beamed.
“I'd like to sing it to you.” Blaine smiles.
“Please.” Kurt grins, he sits back on his bed crossing his legs and looking up at his boyfriend wondering what he was going to sing. Blaine's voice was one of the many things he missed about his boyfriend. Back at Dalton it was rare he'd go a day without listening to his boyfriend sing to him. They spent most evenings singing Disney songs together, he grabbed a pillow and held it to his chest tightly. It was painful how much he realised he'd missed Blaine the past week. Blaine stood in front of Kurt and with a nervous shaky breath he started to sing.
“I Miss the sound of your voice,
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe In
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next
I'd make you believe,
I'd make you forget
So come on get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire at the swing of your hips,
Just pull me down hard, and drown me in love...
I miss the sound of your voice
Loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet
Perfect words that you said
If I could walk on water
If I could tell you what's next,
I'd make you believe,
I'd make you forget
So come on get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire at the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard, and drown me in love...”
Kurt wasn't surprised to find that he was crying as Blaine finished. “You...You didn't like it?” Blaine worried, he walked over to Kurt and pulled him in his arms once he realised that the boys sobs weren't dying down.
“I...I loved it.” Kurt breathed against his neck, clinging to him. “I miss you so much. I...I didn't think it would be this hard.”
“Me too.” Blaine pulled them down into a lying position and cupped his boyfriends cheek gently in his hands. “But nothing is going to change between us.” he whispered against his lips before kissing him hard with love. Kurt kissed him back with no hesitation, his legs tangling with Blaine's, his hand resting on Blaine's chest, over his heart as he felt it beat fast against his hand.
“Promise me.” Kurt said softly, tears still falling from bright blue eyes.
“I promise.” Blaine smiled, kissing his tears away before cradling him to his chest. “Lets get some sleep yeah? We have two days together, lets just think of those for now yeah? Not the tears.”
“Kay.” Kurt whispered, tugging the blankets over them; he didn't care that they were clothed, he didn't care that he hadn't done his nightly skin routine. All he cared about was Blaine, and he felt warm and safe in his arms and he didn't want that feeling to leave like he knew it would if he was to get up.