Siren's Pull // Klaine fight :C
[It's early in the morning, and Kurt is curled up on the couch, wet from his shower and wrapped up in his fluffy green housecoat. His eyes are fixed out the window, watching the City wake up as he sips a cup of coffee. It makes him feel sick. The idea that Blaine will wake up any moment makes it worse.]
[Blaine wakes slowly. He reaches out for Kurt only to realize that his boyfriend isn't there so after a moment of looking around he gets up and goes to look for Kurt. He doesn't even care that his hair is a complete mess, or that he should really be thinking of brushing his teeth, he just wants to see Kurt and to hold him while muttering good morning against his neck.]
[Kurt hears footsteps and his stomach drops. He pretends he doesn't notice Blaine walking into the room, lying stiffly on his side against the arm of the couch, trying to pretend his body isn't killing him either. The coffee rests untouched in his hands.]
[Blaine smiles when he sees Kurt.] Hey, good morning. [The smile fades a bit when he takes in the way that Kurt is sitting and the way that he's being ignored.]
[He shifts the tiniest bit.] Good morning.
Are you feeling okay? [Of course Kurt would be sore, and Blaine thinks that's probably what the problem is. He moves closer to his boyfriend.]
I'm fine.
[Blaine is quiet a moment, watching him.] Have you eaten anything yet? I can try to make breakfast. [Food is easy. When things are difficult or he doesn't know what to say, food is something he can at least offer.]
No. I don't want anything. [He sets the coffee down. His hands are shaking.]
Kurt... What's wrong? [Blaine closes the distance between them and moves to touch Kurt's hands.]
What's wrong. [Kurt stares at their hands.] Blaine-- Blaine, last night we--
[Blaine nods and looks up at Kurt.] I know... [He says carefully. He wants to say something like 'it was amazing' but Kurt's expression and the way that he is acting stops him.]
[He stares at their hands, his expression growing more and more horrified as memories rush back to him.] Blaine, I-- [He shakes his head.] I hadn't wanted to.
[Blaine's eyes narrow. He doesn't understand because that isn't at all what Blaine remembers. He pulls back, taking his hands off of Kurt.] What are you talking about? You started it, remember? You were the one who... [He isn't accusing, just trying to help Kurt remember the way that things that played out the night before. Kurt's consent had been obvious to Blaine. Surprising, but very clear.]
No! [Kurt gets to his feet, ignoring the pain, starting to panic.] Not that way! Blaine we did it-- Oh my god, on a table? On the kitchen table. Do you know how unsanitary that is? Why would I-- Why did I... [He drags his hands through his hair, trying to avoid a panic attack as he tries to wrestle through what had happened. He hadn't been drunk--but he certainly hadn't been himself. He runs the events of the last few days through his mind, and traces it all to walking in the park with Kanji--
Kanji. Oh my god. He'd kissed Kanji--]
[Blaine doesn't move. He's frozen with a sense of shock and dread. He watches Kurt, but he can't move or go to him. He can't think of anything to say to make these better. He never has the right words when things really matter.]
I wasn't... [Kurt drags his hands through his hair, shaking his head.] I wasn't ready... And oh, god, Kanji-- [This is all too much, way too much to take. It's almost comical in how twisted, how cruel it is.]
Kurt... [Blaine says softly, forcing himself to remain calm.] Calm down. You need to explain to me what's happening and you can't do that if you don't calm down.
[Kurt nods, trying to pull himself together, and he sits beside Blaine. There is a long pause, then--] I don't know how it happened. Kanji and I had been walking somewhere two days ago, we walked through these--trees, and... [He turns red.] And out of nowhere he just kissed me and I-- I just felt strange, but I kissed back, and then there was this thing last night with you, and... Oh my god, we did it and I wasn't even...
[Blaine's shoulders tense. For a moment he feels as if all of the wind has been knocked from him.] What? [He's still completely disturbed by the way that Kurt is acting but the words he just said, I kissed back, just keep echoing in his head.] I don't think I'm understanding.... [He had to have heard that wrong, after all. Kurt wouldn't cheat on him... but he also wouldn't come home and seduce him into having heated, passionate sex on the table either... ]
Of course you don't! [Kurt's voice is oddly shrill.] This didn't happen to you! None of these things happen to you.
[Blaine's eyes narrow and then he can't help but snap back.] You mean, because I don't go to sex clubs or kiss my friends behind my boyfriend's back? That's right, I just get attacked by monsters.
[It takes a second for the words to hit. Kurt stares at Blaine in a mixture of hurt and disbelief.] Excuse me?
[Blaine pulls himself up, not wanting to be sitting by Kurt right now.] Excuse you? You're the one who came home and seduced me, remember? Why would you do that if you didn't want to? Was it just because you were still turned on by making out with Kanji? [It's vulgar, he knows, and a little cruel, but Blaine woke up excepting the morning after losing his virginity to be happy, pleasurable, and instead Kurt is saying these things.]
[Kurt stares at Blaine, horrified by what he was hearing. And then the anger arrives, boiling up from inside him, and he gets to his feet as well.] Have you been listening to anything I said? I wasn't myself. I'd never cheat on you--you-- [He shakes his head, too disgusted to finish the sentence.]
You just told me that you did, Kurt. [Blaine points out, arms crossing over his chest defensively.]
And I didn't mean to. Just like I didn't mean to--to have porno sex with you on a goddamn table! [His voice is reaching new heights, and furious tears are building in his eyes.]
[Part of Blaine just wants to go to Kurt, to find a way to stop those tears from falling, but he feels a vise grip on his heart that keeps him frozen in place.] What exactly do you mean by that? I was here last night, remember? You started everything. I've never forced you to do anything Kurt, and I never would.
Oh, but you didn't do anything to stop me, did you? [It comes out so viciously, even though he doesn't intend it to. He steps back a little, shocked by his own words.]
[Blaine looks like as if he's been slapped for a moment and then just shakes his head and moves to go back into the room. He's only wearing his pj pants and he feels very exposed and naked. He just wants to put on some clothes before he continues this conversation.]
Blaine... [Kurt follows him to the bedroom.] What are you doing?
Getting dressed. Since you seem to find me so disgusting, I'm not going to force you to look at me.
No, I just-I just went down on you the other day because I was bored. [He shakes his head.] Blaine, I just didn't want it to be like that. I didn't want it to be on a table, I wanted it to be-- [Romantic, he doesn't say.] I don't know, I just didn't want that.
[Blaine shoves his shirt over his head and starts looking for his shoes.] And what do you think I wanted? Do you honestly think I wanted my first time to be like that too? You're the one who had all of the control. I was only following your lead. I was letting you do what you wanted. I've been so paranoid about scaring you or freaking you out I've given you all of the control. You set the pace here, not me.
Oh, you're such a martyr. [Kurt is back in defense mode, his words hard and acidic.] So noble and self-sacrificing, right? Because I keep you on the short leash, right? You're the victim here. You're always the victim, even when I'm the one who gets--who gets assaulted and threatened and thrown in prison--when my roommate dies--
[Furious, he starts walking around the room, gathering Blaine's things in his arms.] Poor Blaine Anderson whose shrew of a boyfriend ruins his life--
[Blaine stops looking for his second shoe when Kurt starts talking and watches him. As Kurt makes his way around the room Blaine isn't sure what to say. He feels so furious that after trying to hard to be perfect for Kurt, the other boy would attack him like this. Things in the room start to vibrate, shaking with the force of Blaine's anger.]
[Kurt pauses, giving Blaine a hard look as things start shaking in the house.] Don't you dare.
[Kurt's mirror cracks before Blaine manages to get control of himself. He grabs his things from Kurt roughly.] Right. Because you've never lost control of your abilities before, have you.
[There is a long, horrible moment of silence. Kurt's face is pale and absolutely cold. All at once he starts to move around again, picking up more of Blaine's things.] Get out. Get your things and get out of here.
[Blaine finds his shoe and puts it on.] You know what, just forget it. You can just throw out whatever is left. [He doesn't care enough to fuss about some clothes and his toothbrush. He just wants out of there. He picks back up the things that Kurt had gathered before and moves to leave the apartment.]