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Summary: NOW: The New Directions rent a beach house to celebrate graduation. Blaine shouldn’t be here but he is. THEN: Kurt and Blaine talk about college. They have to break up.
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NOW
Kurt was kicking his bare feet off the edge of the dock. The sun was scorching even though it was deep into the afternoon. However, the sky was turning into a deep blue, the same shade as the water below him. He hoped his friends would also want to stay to see the sun set.
“Kuuuurt!” Rachel yelled, “Join us!”
Most of the girls were paddleboarding on the bay trying to convince him to jump in for a swim. The boys were racing kayaks down the coastline. Only Mercedes had stayed back to take some photos and keep Kurt company.
It may have been a senior summer trip, the last time they’d all be together before moving out of Lima for college, but all of the New Directions came along.
“I just reapplied! It needs to set in,” he told her again.
It was like Rachel didn’t care about protection against skin cancer at all.
While Mercedes took pictures of their friends, Kurt watched the boys’ race. Noah was out in front but Blaine and Sam were close behind him in their separate kayaks. Blaine’s was a light blue, how the morning sky had been when he brushed Kurt’s hand when bringing him a cup of a coffee.
It had stung, Kurt remembers. Every touch from Blaine used to tingle, send shivers down his spine, and erupt butterflies in his stomach but now he just got hurt by them.
“So, Kurt, when are you going to tell him?” Mercedes suddenly asked, putting her camera down.
The race had ended. Looks like Sam had won if Blaine’s enthusiastic high five—that sent both him and Sam into the water—was anything to go by. They were struggling to get back into their kayaks but once they were upright again, all Kurt could focus on was how see-through Blaine’s shirt had become.
The white fabric clung to his chest. Some of his muscles were clearly outlined. Kurt had the urge to trace them. Even if it burned his fingertips.
Kurt drew his eyes away from the boys. “Tell who what?”
“Tell Blaine you still love him.”
He choked. “Excuse me?”
There was laughter out on the water. Brittany had fallen off her paddleboard after hanging ten. Trying to help her, Santana had gone in too.
“Oh, c’mon, boo,” Mercedes said, “I know you too well.”
“I’m not in love with him anymore.”
I’ve never gotten over him. I don’t know if I ever will.
THEN
The first thing Blaine did after completing his registration at McKinley High was ask about joining the glee club. He read about the New Directions on several show choir blogs; they were good. Maybe they had placed twelfth at Nationals last year in New York but how many American teams even competed? It was an impressive feat. His old glee club hadn’t made Nationals in over a decade.
The blogs making fun of them for the “Kiss That Missed” were wrong. It wasn’t a smart play on a national stage, sure, but they had certainly proven they weren’t just a messy group of singers from nowhere Ohio any more. The New Directions were a force to be reckoned with and Blaine wanted in.
They had rolling auditions so Blaine stood in front of the group on his very first day of classes. A dozen new faces eager to see if this curly hair mess of a boy could sing. Well, he could.
Blaine Anderson had been in vocal and dance lessons since he was a toddler. His parents raised two kids who craved stardom. Cooper moved to Hollywood as soon as he could to be in commercials and live on his own no questions asked and would hopefully move up from there. It took a few years but Cooper had been casted in a television show last October.
But Blaine wanted to write his own musicals or get a record deal after college. Both if he could swing it. He had the voice for it, he knew that much, and he had been writing songs for most of his teenage years. He just had never shown anyone his lyrics. Kept the sheet music he created hidden in a locked box under his bed.
When he finished, the team applauded. He saw several nods of approval but it was official when Mr. Schue, their director, offered Blaine a seat. He found an empty one beside a girl who wore all black. She introduced herself as Tina Cohen-Chang.
Soon, Blaine found himself a new best friend. Tina was dating Mike, who was on the football team. She was ecstatic to find out Blaine actually liked and understood the game. They went to every game they could together. If it was an away game, Tina would buy Blaine coffee and offer to drive as an incentive to join her. Not that he really needed one, he loved spending time with Tina.
After games they’d join the whole team for food, he had gotten to know them pretty well. They stayed clear of the non-glee footballers. No one wanted to spend more time with the people responsible for weekly slushees.
Sam was a chill guy and had a bunch in common with Blaine, including a love of Star Wars and comic books. Puck could be kinda raunchy but he meant well. Finn, male lead of New Directions, was the only one who Blaine couldn’t figure out.
Most of the time Finn ignored him but when they did interact he stared. Like he was trying to simultaneously intimidate and understand Blaine. Blaine was willing to overlook it. He didn’t need to be friends with everyone in glee.
Actually, there was only one boy he really wanted to talk to and Blaine didn’t exactly want to be just friends.
NOW
When everyone came off the water—yes Kurt did end up paddleboarding for a few hours—they all took turns showering before starting up the grill for dinner. Puck and Quinn were on duty tonight to cook, Rachel and Mike were on sides, Sam set the table, and Mercedes and Mike had to clean up.
Kurt finally had the night off. Once he had eaten his fill, he went for a walk. He was thinking about his conversation with Mercedes earlier.
Was it time to come clean? At least, he could admit it to himself. Being with Blaine had been the best six months of his life. For weeks after prom, after their fight, Kurt was positive he’d never see Blaine again after graduation. He clung to those rare sightings in the hallways of McKinley to memorize his face like he didn’t look at it every time he closed his eyes.
Then, two days ago, he saw Sam pulled up to the beach house they rented with Blaine in the passenger seat. He ran to the bedroom and collapsed. How awkward was it to have your ex-boyfriend present on your going away vacation?
Kurt watched from the window as they unpacked the car, Tina had rushed to greet them. He remembered seeing Blaine pick her up into a big hug and thinking all he wanted to do was go down there and hug back just as tight.
Fuck, he missed him. It had only been a month and a half since the breakup. Fresh wounds opened by the salty air.
He remembers kissing in the backseat of their cars after date nights. Running his fingers through those loose curls and Blaine tucking his hands into Kurt’s back pockets. Blaine would squeeze and Kurt would tug until Burt flickered the spotlights.
They held hands down the hallways. Kissed each other’s cheeks when they dropped each other off at class. On Wednesday mornings, Blaine brought Kurt a mocha from the Lima Bean because he had to help his dad open the shop before school and didn’t have time for coffee.
Kurt thought they had all the time in the world to love each other. Maybe he still did.
But being in love with someone didn’t mean everything worked out in the end, did it? His parents loved each other and they were separated by death. Kurt and Blaine? In just two months, they would have plenty of mileage dividing them.
Kurt was going to New York, Blaine wasn’t. Nothing could change that, not even a newly stitched together heart.
He’d be leaving a piece of himself behind, Kurt knew that and he was grateful that half of his heart would be with Blaine. Even when he was mad at him, Blaine was always his safe spot. Blaine would keep his brittle heart warm and maybe someday it would make its way back to Kurt.
Even if that meant Blaine never would.
THEN
Finn warmed up to Blaine once he realized he was gay. He admitted very sheepishly that he thought Blaine was trying to steal Rachel away.
“Just because we sing well together doesn’t mean we’ll date,” Blaine had assured him.
Secretly he hoped all his duets with Rachel had shown Kurt how well their voices could blend together if they gave it a chance. If he’d give Blaine a chance.
The first real opportunity Blaine had to talk to Kurt was during boys vs. girls week.
He slid into the desk next to Kurt. While Finn and Puck goofed off at the chalkboard, Blaine took his opening.
“Hi I’m Blaine,” he said, “I don’t think we’ve met properly yet.”
For the first time, Blaine got to stare into those blue eyes.
“Kurt.”
Blaine smiled at him. “I really liked your solo last week. It moved me to hear your twist on ‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’ for you dad.”
The glee club had to pick someone they loved, non-romantic, to sing for as their weekly assignment.
“Thank you,” he beamed, “we used to listen to it all the time in the car together.”
After accomplishing exactly nothing, Blaine invited Kurt to coffee. There was this great coffee place near McKinley called The Lima Bean that Blaine had yet to try.
“Ooo, I love that place!” Kurt had said, “they make great baked goods.”
It had felt like a first date but that would come later.
NOW
When Kurt came back to the house everyone was sitting around the front porch with drinks in their hands.
“You’re back!” Rachel said, wobbling over to Kurt to hug him.
“How much have you had?” He asked, “I wasn’t even gone that long.”
“Two!” She exclaimed, holding up four fingers two on each hand.
“Okay then, let’s get you a seat.”
Tina came out from the house with two drinks, handing one to her boyfriend. “Oh Kurt, you’re back. Where’s Blaine?”
Oh God, did everyone know? Did Tina think Kurt had pulled Blaine away to make up? Or worse to make out? Did she know how he felt? More importantly, did she know how Blaine felt?
“Um, I have no idea.”
He thought his voice didn’t shake. His cheeks felt a little warm.
“Wait, we all thought he was with you,” she said.
“Where did he go?” Sam asked, standing up.
“I’ll text him!” Mike offered.
It wasn’t super late but it was odd for Blaine to venture off alone. Especially without telling anyone. They waited ten minutes to see if Blaine would reply to Mike. He didn’t.
Rachel was too drunk to go searching so Finn volunteered to stay with her at the house in case Blaine surfaced. Everyone made sure they had their phone before splitting up.
Kurt tried to call Blaine but kept getting his voicemail.
All he could think about was the last time he called Blaine. Their last conversation alone.
THEN
Blaine tried to avoid fighting. He may have learned to box but that was purely self defense. He hated confrontation. Except this was one fight he couldn’t run from. Not unless he was ready to lose everything.
At the time, Blaine had no idea he’d lose it all anyway. It wouldn’t matter how much he tried to keep it together, keep them together, that he’d fail anyway.
He’d learn once again, Blaine just couldn’t have nice things. He broke them and they were taken away every single time.
Kurt was the most precious thing Blaine had ever called his own. So, of course, he lost him in the worst way.
Some dreams were bigger than high school boyfriends. It’s just that Blaine had always thought they’d achieve those dreams together. They’d beat the odds of typical sweethearts. Kurt and Blaine were a love of the ages. Nothing could rip them away from each other.
Until college.
“I got in,” Kurt said. “A full scholarship.”
“I knew you would!” Blaine shouted.
They jumped around the Hummel's living room. Planning the weekend's celebratory dinner and just gushing over how wonderful this was.
It took another two weeks when Kurt was making lists of what to bring and not bring. Blaine had been sitting on his bed watching his boyfriend plan his future in New York. The city where dreams came true. God, he couldn’t wait to see where it would take Kurt. He was destined for beautiful things.
Then, Blaine opened his big mouth and asked, “what happens when I’m farther than Ohio? You’ll still let me spend weekends right?”
Kurt nearly dropped the picture frame in his hands. “What?”
“Well, I’m applying to California schools. Cooper’s gotta clean out a room for me at his place but he’s got a year to do it. I think that’ll be enough time,” Blaine laughed, “but we’ll take turns coming out to visit each other. It’s only 6 hours by plane.”
“California?”
“Yeah, didn’t we talk about this?”
“We most certainly did not.”
Looking back on it, Blaine was grateful the house had been empty.
Kurt called that night. On habit, Blaine picked up. They had a nightly call, he couldn’t have helped it if he tried. Plus, he was dying to make things right with Kurt again. He hated this emptiness in his chest. Like someone had ripped him up inside and left pieces of him on the cutting room floor when they put him back together.
“We can’t do this, Blaine,” Kurt said.
“Why not? Why can’t we try?”
“It’ll destroy you and me.”
Wouldn’t it be worth it to be together?
“You need physical affection. I can’t give you that miles away. Not if you’re in Ohio and especially not when you’re in California.”
“But I love you,” Blaine said, his voice cracking.
He could hear Kurt sniffing.
“I love you too.”
“It has to be enough.”
“It’s not, Blaine, and I’m so, so sorry.”
The line went dead.
NOW
He ended up back at the dock. Of course, there was Blaine swimming laps in the bay. Didn’t he know what time it was? Kurt wanted to yell out to him but decided to sit and wait for Blaine to come closer.
Blaine props himself up on the dock. His head resting on his tanned, muscled arms.
“Hey Kurt,” he greeted.
That signature cheeky smile. The one that made Kurt’s heart beat like crazy, the one that made his cheeks flush but thankfully it was too dark to see that now.
“Everyone was looking for you.”
“Oh yeah,” he said, “lucky me that you won.”
“Won? You think you’re a prize.”
Kurt didn’t gamble but he’d play the lottery every day for the rest of his life if it meant he had a chance at winning Blaine. Even if he didn’t get to keep him forever.
Blaine chuckled.
“Maybe you’re mine.”
Kurt turned away.
He couldn’t do this, jokingly flirt with Blaine. His chest was caving in. He wanted to cup his face and kiss him. He wanted to be able to do that without losing the rest of his heart.
“We can’t,” he told Blaine.
“I know.”
Blaine pulled himself out of the water and toweled off. It was silent except for the water slapping against the dock. Surprisingly, Kurt didn’t feel uncomfortable. He doubted he ever could with Blaine around.
There was nothing better than sitting shoulder to shoulder with him, even when they weren’t together anymore.
“I miss you,” Blaine murmured. “Every damn day, I miss you.”
And what was Kurt supposed to do with that? Nothing had changed. Blaine was in Lima for another year then he was off to LA to live with Cooper; Kurt would be attending college in New York, living with Rachel, and maybe designing clothes on the side. They couldn’t do this. It would only hurt worse when it ended.
Kurt didn’t want to be across the country when they finally decided enough was enough. That their paths wouldn’t cross again except when he heard Blaine’s original songs on the radio. When he’d fall apart in a store because the love of his life pursued his dreams without him.
“Me too,” he finally settled on. “I’m going to miss you for the rest of my life.”
“What if you didn’t have to?”
THEN
Blaine spent the weeks leading up to graduation in his bedroom. His parents thought he was just taking the breakup really hard, which was true, but Blaine was focused during those six weeks. He was determined to fix this, to fix them.
He called Cooper for advice. He searched for the right programs. He looked at financials. He studied harder for his SATs. For a brief moment, he considered just taking the GED test and skipping his senior year altogether. Finally, he sat down with his parents after dinner one night and told him the new plan.
For a junior, he knew more about what he wanted from college than most. Blaine had expected backlash and arguments about changing the game plan. Turns out his plans weren’t set in stone.
It was settled. Just in time for the New Directions’ beach trip.
Blaine called Sam to ask for a ride to the house and texted Quinn that he’d be able to make it and pitch it for the rent after all.
The day of the trip, Blaine was nervous. God, he hadn’t spoken to Kurt in weeks. Every time he tried, Kurt rushed off or Blaine felt like he was on the verge of tears. Was it stupid to believe he couldn’t be with Kurt? Some trivial, naïve belief made of teenage dreams?
“So, you’re getting back together?” Sam asked.
“What?”
“Well, that’s why you’re coming, right?” He turned the volume down. “To win Kurt back.”
Blaine blushed. He was more transparent than he thought.
“If he’ll have me,” he replied.
It was his worst fear. After Blaine got Kurt alone and explained everything, mapped out his plan for them, that Kurt would simply stare back at him and say he didn’t want it. Didn’t want him. Not anymore, it was too late for them.
“He will,” Sam said, confidently, stopping at a red light. “He loves you.”
“You two are, like, the longest lasting couple in glee. That’s gotta mean something.”
Blaine chuckled. “Longevity does not equal a happily ever after, Sam.”
“Well it should,” he said, “You and Kurt make sense.”
“In what way?”
“In every way, dude, that’s why you’ll get him back. He’d be a total idiot to turn you down. And no offense but Kurt’s like one of the smartest people I know.”
Blaine felt somewhat better after his prep talk with Sam but when they pulled up to the house, Blaine saw Kurt dart back inside. He felt helpless all over again.
NOW
“What if I don't have to,” Kurt repeated. “Of course, I have to, we have to, Blaine, because you’ll be in Ohio and neither of us can afford weekend trips back and forth. Then, in two years you’ll be on the other side of the country living with Cooper. If Ohio long distance can’t work, why the hell would LA to New York work?”
“I’m not going to California.”
Kurt goes on, not having heard Blaine speak. “I just can’t be in a relationship with you and not see you. Physically, see you, that is, video calls are fine and all but being in person, going on dates, holding you, kissing you...I need that Blaine and I know you do too.”
“Kurt,” Blaine said, grabbing one of his hands, “I’m not going to California.”
“What?”
“We can do long distance. I know we can. It’s just a year.”
Kurt nods, it’s just a year but what comes after is what worries him.
“You’ll be home over winter break. Maybe I can come up for Thanksgiving.”
“That's fine and dandy but what about after this next year,” he said, “what about your college plans?”
“I’m applying to NYU and a bunch of New York schools.”
“I won’t let you move to New York for me.” Kurt pulled his hand away. “That’s too much pressure on us. I can’t have you regretting that choice.”
“I want to be with you, in New York. I can find the same opportunities there as I can in LA except I’ll have my boyfriend instead of my brother.” Blaine reaches for his hand again. “Please, Kurt, you’re so much better than Cooper.”
He laughed. “Am I? I’ve met Cooper, he’s pretty great.”
Blaine smiled. “But I can’t kiss my brother.”
“I guess that’s true.”
They pause. Blaine squeezed his hand.
“So…what do you say?”
Kurt turned to look at Blaine. His eyes were watery but gentle like the tides.
“I love you,” he told him.
“I love you too.”
Kurt pulled his hand away and held out his pinky finger. Blaine hooked a pinky around it.
“Promise me, we’ll give this our all.”
“Promise,” Blaine swore.
They let their hands drop and sat together watching the stars.
Originally this trip was going to be Kurt’s way of getting over Blaine. At least to a point where he could leave come August without completely falling apart on the plane ride. There was enough to be stressed about when it came to school, he didn’t want Blaine to be one of those things. He thought he was going to come to accept that his relationship with Blaine was past tense, it was gone, dead.
Now, everything has changed. Once again, Blaine threw everything off course. When Blaine came in and totally changed Kurt’s life just by existing (hello, gay boy his age in Ohio, who actually liked him back?), he didn’t mind at all. Today, right now, sitting at the end of the dock with Blaine, Kurt didn’t mind having his plans completely altered.
He hadn’t wanted to break up. It just seemed like the option that would hurt the least. Of course, Kurt would never know if staying with Blaine while he went to college across the country would hurt more. That option no longer existed once they broke up and now the option was gone completely. Blaine would never be moving that far.
Not if Kurt had anything to say about it. From now on, he’d always know where Blaine was because they’d be together.
“Shit, you gotta answer your phone,” Kurt said, suddenly breaking the silence. “Everyone’s worried sick about you.”
“Oh,” Blaine said, sheepishly. “I texted Sam already, he knows we’re here.”
Kurt nudged Blaine. “This was planned!”
“Kinda.” Blaine rubbed the back of his neck. “I needed to get you alone.”
“You jerk!” Kurt stood up from the dock.
“Hold up, how else was I supposed to tell you?”
“Any other way!” Kurt yelled.
He was smiling though so Blaine knew he wasn’t truly mad. Still, the nerve of this boy. Planning some elaborate thing just to get Kurt back...he was so, so…
Kurt looked up at Blaine standing just inches away from him. He was romantic, Kurt thought. Without thought, Kurt cupped his face and kissed him.
Kissing Blaine had always been special but this kiss was different. So much poured into it. More than ‘I love you’ and ‘I want you.’ No, this kiss said ‘I need you’ and ‘don’t forget me, don’t forget how much I love you, how much you mean to me,’ and ‘I would die for the chance to love you forever.’
for: Jas, @perkwoojin
prompt: ice skating with woojin! (wherein both woojin and the reader don’t know how to skate)
warning: i am wholly convinced that woojin is a tsundere; established relationship; semi-sarcastic!reader
“i hate this.”
woojin squinted at the ice, as if sizing up the challenge.
blowing away the stray strand of hair from your face, you whole-heartedly agree
“remind me why we’re here again?”
you were on your butt, becoming some kind of spectacle for all the skaters around the rink
(how did everyone know how to skate? does it even make sense? how is it statistically possible that none of them are learning as well? did it come naturally to some people?)
the coldness you feel along you legs sends shivers down your spine even though your body is comfortably numbed by the thick padded coat around you
it’s surprising how not-cold you felt sitting on the ice
(more like- struggling to get up from the ice)
technicalities.
“i don’t have the words ‘giving up’ in my dictionary”, woojin stared at the skates, as if the equipment was to blame for everything
you laughed - cackled - at the outfight lie; drawing even more attention to yourself
(was that a parent guiding their child away from you???)
woojin gave you a unimpressed ‘tsk’, crossing his arms together as if he was an expert on the rink when you knew he was having just as much trouble trying to maintain balance
there had to be a reason he wasn’t doing anything but stand in front of you
the normal woojin would have abandoned you to your own demise and begun to repetitively do circles around the rink already
determined, woojin tested out the skates again
scraping off the top layer of the ice and pushing it towards you, as if telling you to get up
“you’re gonna get my coat wet if you stay on your butt any longer”
you hold you hands out
“well, if you just helped me up, maybe i wouldn’t have to be such a public embarrassment.”
he sighed. exaggeratedly. the one he usually reserved for sungwoon and jisung and sometimes ong.
so you narrowed your eyes and shook your hands in front of you
“i can’t get up”
“fine.”
giving up, woojin crossed his arms and roughly took off his gloves.
taking your hands in his own, the warmth of his palms and fingers comforting on your cold hands
“one. two. three.”
the festive lights dancing around woojin made him look almost angelic
almost.
it must be the christmas spirit making you go all soft
as you felt your body being easily hauled up, the rush of cold air hitting your face felt decidedly pleasant despite the chilling weather.
it was just good to be up again
a little closer to the sky
a little further from the floor
you could already feel the smile beginning to form on your face
before you began another steep decline
it was just that this time you weren’t alone
and the surface under you wasn’t quite as hard
or cold
pillowing you fall, you felt woojin’s hand circle around your waist as his nose came up to bump yours
“so i guess we’re just going have to be a public embarrassment together”
rules: no cheating! you're starring in a movie with the last person you saved in your camera roll. the last song you've listened to is the title. who/what is it??
I am tagging the wonderful, the beautiful, the talented @lillaacaart @pernillecfcw @formationlapsz and @cowboy-like-m3 but please do not feel like you have to do it💙
When you get this, you have to name 5 songs you actually listen to and post them. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)! 💖
Nobody pay attention to how late this is, in my defense I got the job I interviewed for and have been a bit busy
HELLO MY LOVE!!
1) Wendy by Maisie Peters
2) Best Friends by 5 Seconds of Summer
3) Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan
4) Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift
5) Wild Uncharted Waters from the live action Little Mermaid (which is an amazing movie and I will not hear any criticism😤😤😤)
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