Everything is Klaine and nothing hurts

THE APPARITION - 08.24.2012 [x]

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in which blaine had been spying on the new directions the whole time

(so basically jesse st. james 2.0)

“Hey, Kurt?” Blaine grinned, coming up behind his boyfriend at his locker. “I was wondering—”

SLAP.

Blaine looked at him in shock, left cheek starting to turn red after the forceful slap. “Kurt, wha—”

“How could you?” Kurt asked as tears welled up in his eyes, voice shaking.

Blaine’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Sweetheart—”

“Don’t! Don’t—argh, how can you just stand there and lie to me!” Kurt yelled.

Blaine glanced around the empty hall, before putting his hand gently on Kurt’s arm, trying to lead him away.

Kurt smacked his hand away. “I overheard you, Blaine! Talking to Sebastian earlier!”

Blaine sighed. “Kurt, I’ve told you a hundred times, there is nothing between us!”

“Except for the part where you two are working together to bring down my glee club!” Kurt yelled.

Blaine froze. “I-I…”

“God, I can’t believe you had me fooled for so long!” Kurt ranted, tears streaming down his face as he paced the hall. “I trusted you, Blaine! I—oh god—I’m your boyfriend. I gave up everything to you! Was that apart of the plan? To fuck me so I’d trust you even more than just leave me once you won Sectionals?”

“No!” Blaine reached out to grab both of Kurt’s arms, trying to make him understand. “Kurt, I—”

“Don’t touch me!” Kurt spat, shoving him away. “Go back to Dalton, Blaine. I never want to see you again.”

And with that, he ripped Blaine’s picture and the ‘Courage’ collage out of his locker and threw them at his ex-boyfriends feet.

He ran away and didn’t look back.

When Kurt got home, he threw the picture of him and Blaine at prom last year across the room. He didn’t even flinch as the glass shattered. He went through his iPhone, deleting all the stupid playlists he had made for him and Blaine and all those stupid bands that Blaine had recommended and all those stupid pictures he and Blaine had taken and…

It wasn’t enough.

Everything about his room even reminded him of Blaine.

His bed where they’d made love and fooled around multiple times.

His vanity where Blaine had tried to teach him sexy faces and later on had bent him over so they could watch their reflections while they fucked.

His bathroom where he and Blaine had taken multiple giggly bubble baths.

His dresser, full of clothes that were a mix of his and Blaine’s because they borrowed each other’s as well as left some at the other’s place for sleepovers. 

Kurt fell to his knees as all of the fight drained out of him. He gripped the carpet tightly in his hands, tears streaming down his face as his body was wracked with sobs.

He heard footsteps hurrying up the stairs. He’d know those stupid feet anywhere.

“Kurt!”

Blaine ran into his room, out of breath. Kurt didn’t look up from the small stain he was staring at on his carpet.

“Kurt…?” Blaine slowly walked up behind him, crouching down. “I…”

“Why?” Kurt rasped.

“What?”

“Just. Tell. Me. Why.” Kurt’s body shook as he tried to hold back his sobs. “Why this whole charade? Why did I have to get involved with everything? Why did you have to pretend to love me?”

“I wasn’t pretending!” Blaine said desperately. “I just…” He sighed. “We just really wanted to win this year. So…”

“So you transferred to McKinley so you could spy on us, not because “you couldn’t stand to be apart from the person you love” or anything like that,” Kurt laughed bitterly. 

“Kurt…” Blaine said in a pained voice.

“And…and here’s the kicker! I defended you!” Kurt sat up, looking him directly in the eye. “I yelled at Finn all the time for putting you down! I was so happy for you once you got the role of Tony because I loved you more than I loved being a star! And Scandals…what, were you guys plotting things while you danced? God, I am such an idiot!”

“I’m sorry. I—fuck, I never wanted you to find out—”

“What did you think would happen, Blaine? That you’d just go back to the Warblers after Sectionals and I’d be completely fine with running off to be with Sebastian?”

“No, I wasn’t going to break up with you!” Blaine yelled. He sighed. “I just…I was going to get you to come with me. Sebastian wants me and him to be the leaders of the Warblers, but if you were there with me, we wouldn’t need him.” He put his hands on Kurt’s arms, trying to coax him closer. “Don’t you see? We could be the heads of our own glee clubs, take on Regionals and Nationals. We’d be unstoppable.”

Kurt hated the small part of him that desperately wanted to go along with Blaine. But the larger part of him held his ground. He cleared his throat. “Blaine…the New Directions are my family.” He pried Blaine’s hands off his arms. “The Warblers are yours. Go back to them. I’ll see you at Sectionals.”

“Kurt…”

“Blaine.”

Blaine looked at him sadly before pressing a soft kiss to Kurt’s forehead. “I still love you too, you know.”

Kurt didn’t say anything because Blaine had said it all.

Of course they still loved each other.

And that’s why it hurt even more when the door closed and he broke.

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