Blaine:
The weather outside is getting colder and colder, winter just around the corner. It's been a month now, since I told Kurt I loved him. A month since we sorted everything out, about what Sue said and his worries. He agreed to not dwell on it, claiming that he knows he isn't alone, but I can still see it. He doubts himself, still. Thinking that he is going to turn into a monster, you can see he's afraid of himself and what he can do.
It's easy to see he still thinks about it, feels like he's by himself, even with me and the rest of his friends. It really shook him up, and I don't know what to do. 
That's why I'm sitting here, with the rest of the group, apart from Kurt. We can all see it in him, and everyone knows why. Okay, maybe not in as much detail as me, but they still know the basics of what Sue said. They're talking, saying they're worried about him, but they know he'll be alright and won't try and blame himself. I'm simply listening, because I know Kurt better. I know what he'll do if it gets too much for him, and it scares me. It scares me that if he's pushed over the edge, he'll run and won't come back. He'll shift into his comfort animal and never change. He's been doing it a lot lately - not the running away part, but the shifting. He tells me it's training but I know it isn't. I know he's doing it so he doesn't break down, so none of us see his pain. It pains me everyday to see this. I think I see it the most, and I've seen it far too many times. 
I can't take any more of what they're saying. I excuse myself and decide to go for a walk. Maybe to the training centre? I just need to keep my mind away from this. I already know this won't be possible. 
Kurt's also scared about what he thinks his training will make him become. He's scared to use his full power, to try his best, doing only small tasks and using only a small amount of power. 
I need to stop thinking about it. I walk through the halls, relishing in the quiet of the Sunday afternoon, when suddenly the peace is broken. Broken, with music. 
Someone is singing. I continue walking, trying to find out where it's coming from. A door is open just a crack, allowing me to look without being caught. On the back wall, natural light is streaming through the large window. And, there, sitting at the piano, is Kurt. Now, I've heard Kurt sing many times and could recognise his voice from a mile away, but I had no idea it was Kurt singing this time. His normally high, clear voice has been lowered and is showing hard, deep emotion. He seems to be giving everything he has into this song, whilst singing it as though it's a secret, and that it should never be spoken. 
I'm still, listening to him sing and feeling an incredible wave of sadness. Seeing the hurt inside him, I concentrate on his face and notice a single tear fall. I would give anything to rush in, wrap him in my arms and kiss away his tears, but I would feel like I'm stepping in on a private moment. 
This is Kurt's moment, no-one else's. This is what he needs.
So, I stay by the crack in the door, listening. There are some lyrics that strike me so hard, my heart aches. Is this how he really feels?

Everybody's got a dark side,
Do you love me? 
Can you love mine?

To think that he is questioning the love I've expressed, that his friends give him, is so upsetting. I wish I could have the Kurt back that I first met, carefree, happy just to be out of the torture that was his old home. Every note played on the ivory keys is just emotion pouring out of his soul. Feeling warmth on my cheek it is only then that I realize I'm crying. Crying for the boy I love, knowing I can't take his pain away. He repeats the same line over and over again, and if I didn't think my heart was breaking before, it is now.

Don't run away, 
Don't run away

I can't take this anymore. I look at him, really look at him, once more and turn to leave. Before I do, I whisper, "I will never run away from you."
Something in me hopes that he heard. Maybe he would finally be able to see the truth in my words, because I mean every, single one of them. 
I walk further down the hall, the faint melody of another song reaching my ears, and sink down the wall, hitting the ground.
My head falls into my hands and I cry. I know it shouldn't be me crying, nothing is wrong with me, but with the love I'm feeling, I can't help it. For people with just one power, experiencing love is wonderful, but the same as any normal person. For people like Kurt and I, it's so different.
I remember my brother telling me about this, him too being a multi-powerist and falling in love. He told me that when we love someone, it is heightened by many levels - that we feel we can not live without that person, we're tethered to them and feel like we can't breathe without them in our lives. 

I understand now, I'm feeling Kurt's pain and wishing I could take it away, so he doesn't have to suffer. For someone so young, he has done enough suffering. I don't understand why it can't end. I punch the floor in rage, my tears have stopped yet my eyes are still red.
I feel drained; I have nothing, no ideas, and no clue on what to do. It'll be best to head back to my dorm room and sleep, to see if I feel any better when I wake. I take a short cut, walking through the 'Zeus' dorms when I hear music, again. This time, I know the song. And that's when it hits me. We all seem to show our emotions best through song. Music speaks to Kurt and this song is perfect for what he's feeling right now. I smile, already formulating a plan, before running back to the common room to inform the others.

The Next Day:

My plan was well received last night. Everyone agreed that this is what Kurt needed to really, really show him that we're here for him. A good night's sleep later and I feel refreshed

and ready for the day ahead.

I wake up a couple minutes before the alarm goes off, and look up to see Kurt still asleep on his side of the room.
This has been happening a lot recently; me waking up before Kurt and just watching him sleep. It seems this is the only time he's at peace with himself. Kurt's alarm beeps next to him and the picture of peace is ruined. He rolls over, flinging an arm out to shut the noise off before groaning. Normally, Kurt is a morning person but right now he just… isn't.
I start to frown but remember that today should change things. Hopefully. I move over to his side of the room and kneel down.
His eyes are closed and the pillow pulled halfway over his head but he still senses me there.
"Why are you staring at me?" he says, voice still full of sleep. I chuckle because grumpy morning Kurt is rather adorable.
"What, I'm not allowed to look at my gorgeous boyfriend now?" I say punctuating the end with a kiss to his hand. He smiles a little. It's not his real smile; the only smiles he's been showing recently are the small or fake ones. I want more than anything to see him smile properly. 
"Normally I wouldn't mind, but when you watch me sleep like this, it's kind of creepy!" 
"Maybe I'm just a creepy person?" I say, before launching my assault on his face.
I cover his face with kisses. He laughs, trying to push me off and after a couple of minutes, succeeding while muttering 'dork.' 
Our eyes meet. Yes, this is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. An alarming thought, but it's true. 
"I love you," I tell him. His smile drops slightly, sighing before he answers with, "I know."
Another thing is that he doesn't say I love you back. But I don't mind. 
We eventually get ready and head to training where we endure in two hours of hard physical activities from Sue. When she leaves, there's just us and Mr. Schue. We sent Rachel to tell him of our plan last night, so he's aware, and he seemed pleased that we're going to do this for our friend. We freshen up and sit through an hour lecture before lessons come to an end. Here we go. 
Mr. Schue gives us a small nod and we stand in unison. 
"What's going on?" Kurt asks, looking up and watching us walk forwards.
I step forward to begin the little speech I prepared.
"Kurt, we know you've been struggling lately. And, although you say you're fine, we know you aren't. We know that you are feeling alone, sad, angry. We know that you doubt yourself. It needs to stop – you have us, we all love you and only want to see you happy. Let us help. This is to remind you that, even if you have a dark side, we're still going to love you and we won't run away."
He knows he's been caught from yesterday, but there's another look in his eyes. I can't make it out before the music starts behind me.


Well I woke up to the sound of silence 

The cars, were cutting like knives in a fist fight 
And I found you with a bottle of wine 
Your head in the curtains
And heart like the fourth of July 

You swore and said 
We are not 
We are not shining stars 
This is know 
I never said we are 

Though I've never been through hell like that 
I've closed enough windows 
To know you can never look back

Kurt stares into my eyes, with a look of understanding. I go ahead into the chorus with the rest of the group, backing up the vocals. 

If you're lost and alone 
Or your sinking like a stone 
Carry on 
May your past be the sound 
Of your feet upon the ground carry on 
Carry on carry on 

We all move, Rachel standing forward, taking over the next verse.

But I like to think 
I can cheat it all 
To make up for the times I've been cheated on
And it's nice to know 
When I was left for dead 
I was found and now I don't roam these streets 
I am not the ghost you are in me 

If you're lost and alone 
Or you're sinking like a stone 
Carry on 
May the past be the sound 
Of your feet upon the ground 
Carry on 
Carry on carry on

We end the song but my eyes are still glued on Kurt's, like they had throughout the whole performance. Minutes go past in a blur, I can barely recall Mr. Schue cheering and people talking to Kurt then leaving. I wasn't focused on any of that, I was only focused on Kurt. How he was crying, the tears were rolling down his cheeks like they had been for many days, weeks but this time it was different. These were happy tears and there on his lips was the smile that I had been missing so much. I didn't even realise he was in front of me, my thoughts were so loud.

But when I did, I smiled and the next thing took me of guard. He brought me in for one of the most passionate kisses we've shared. I swear, a parade was going on inside my head. We pulled apart and I felt a little dizzy because, wow. Kurt's smiling his smile and I feel lighter than I have in weeks. 
"Blaine, thank you so much." He's pulling me into a hug. I shrug slightly, thinking nothing of it. 
He leans in, to whisper in my ear. And I swear, my heart stopped.
"I love you."