#klusbands

First of all Future Klaine is fucking gorgeous..just saying

why do I feel like this is all my fault?

I'm sorry, Kurt.

I'm sorry, Blaine.

Kurt walked into Blaine's ward, smiling weakly at the nurses that he passed. He held two drinks in his hands - tea for Blaine and an iced mocha for himself. Walking up to the receptionist desk, Kurt said, "Hi, Jen, is Blaine awake yet?" The nurse sent Kurt an awkward look, and it was then that Kurt noticed a presence beside him. Blaine was dressed in sweatpants, a hoodie and a blue beanie, and was signing numerous forms on the counter. "Blaine? What are you doing out of bed?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you?" Blaine kept his voice light, not wanting to cause any alarm in the nurse sitting at the desk. Keeping his head bowed, he continued filling out the forms. "Lauren is taking me to recover at my parents. We decided it was the best." He looked up, turned his head towards Kurt, not quite meeting his eyes, and added, "for //all// of us." His last statement sounded bitter and he could feel his body tense. "I didn't mean to //cut// you out of the decision."

Kurt's heart sunk.  "Blaine I-I...I was going to tell you. I promise. Once you were better and could handle this, I was going to tell you everything. Lauren and Rachel...it was stupid of me to tell them first. I'm so sorry." Taking a deep breath, willing the tears to stop falling, Kurt spoke quietly. "Please don't be mad at Rachel or Lauren..they did nothing wrong. It's all me." "Do you want me to come back to your parents house with you? I've got Carole's car today."

They didn't need to have this conversation at the desk. Blaine grabbed Kurt's arm, right above the elbow, and dragged him to the corner by the drinking fountain where they could have semi-privacy. To be safe though, he kept his voice to a whisper, but it still was harsh. "I'm not angry at them Kurt, I'm angry at //you.//" He finally let go of his husband and ran both hands through his hair. "How do you think I feel when you tell me that I couldn't //handle// you telling me now? It wouldn't make a difference if I was healthy. The only difference is that you would have //waited// to tell me. If you ever told me at all." "//Every//thing I do, I do it for you. That is how much I love you, Kurt. But recently, I can't say I feel the same coming from you. Two of the biggest things in your life and I've had to find out the back way. Because //you// didn't think I could handle it. Kurt. I am you //husband//, the one person you should come to //first// for everything, not //last.//" H Blaine could feel the anger seeping through him and manifesting itself in his voice, but he felt no reason to hide it. The anger was real. 

"Blaine, don't be like this," Kurt said, reaching out to touch Blaine's flailing arms. Wincing as Blaine slapped it away, Kurt went for plan B. "Baby of course I love you. I love you more than I love myself, and I just don't want to burden you. You're stressed, but I know what I've done is wrong." Kurt paused, wiping his eyes on the collar of his shirt. "What do you want me to do? Are we getting a divorce?" Letting out a shuddery breath, Kurt looked Blaine in the eyes. "How can I fix this?"

Blaine shook his head. Everything with Kurt led to divorce. He couldn't understand it.  "You need to stop playing the hero, Kurt." He calmed himself down. Kurt needed to know hoe serious he was. "You can't help anyone or fix anything until you get help for yourself . I can't help you anymore, right now, and that just //kills// me." "So you have two choices if //you// want to stay with //me.// You go to the doctor and get on medication. This is serious and you need to control it. Or, you have to go the more dramatic route - institutionalized. Cutting isn't idle play time, and I can't be near you 24/7, so someone has to watch you." "I love you, and that will never change, but I can't be a pawn in your emotional chess game anymore. You have a week to decide, while I'm at my parents. I don't want to leave you now, but I have to. The old Glee club is basically back together, I'm sure they'll give you support." 

Blaine was right. Kurt had let this get too far and was helping no one. Taking one of Blaine's hands in his own, Kurt began to speak. "B, I'm so sorry. For everything I've done in the past couple of weeks. I have been a terrible husband and a terrible roommate. ...Maybe this time apart will do us good. I'm going to get better and I'm going to make this marriage work. It'll get us to find our footings again. Hopefully you'll still be here when I'm better." Kurt frowned as he saw Lauren approaching them, obviously eager to get Blaine home. "Can we still talk? Can I still text you while we're apart?"

maybe I should've asked Blaine if he wanted one...whoops.