Aug. 25, 2013, 12:54 p.m.
I'm Forever Yours. : Because You Live
T - Words: 498 - Last Updated: Aug 25, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 9/? - Created: Aug 11, 2012 - Updated: Aug 25, 2013 101 0 0 0 0
"I have to find Blaine."
Finding him was easy. It was his free period, he'd be in the library, probably reading something he'd read a million times, but just read it again because he loved it so much the first time.
He walked into the library silently, going right to the left hand corner of the large room, knowing that's where Blaine would be. The younger looked up from his book with a smile, that quickly dissolved after seeing the look on the brunette's face.
"Hey, what are you doing out of class? Are you okay?"
He shook his head no before the tears could threaten to fall out in the open for everyone to see.
Blaine hopped up out of the chair and pulled the taller boy into his arms and letting him burry his head into the shoulder of Blaine's cardigan. He could immediately feel Kurt shaking and just began to rub small circles on to his back, a method that ninety percent of the time seemed to calm the boy when he was upset about anything. He stood silently letting him cry into his shoulder, occasionly tightening his grip on him when a small noise came from him.
Without any words he convinced him to walk out to his car with him, opening the passenger side door for him and letting him in. After getting in the car he reached his hand over the console of the car, grabbing the pale boy's hand.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" He persuaded gently.
"S-Someone st-stuffed the ballot box-boxes for the election." He angrily wiped tears off of his face. "And I-I could be ex-expelled for it."
"Oh, baby.."
"And I have a-absolutely n-no chance of get-getting into NYADA now."
"Sweetheart don't say that." He reached over to put his hand on the older boy's chin and bring his head up so they were face to face. "I will do whatever I have to do to let them know that it wasn't you that stuffed the ballot boxes. I'll tell them it was me if I have to."
Kurt let out of a noise of protest, but Blaine continued.
"And you have just as much of a chance to get in as anyone else does. You're amazing Kurt. The most amazing person I know, as a matter of fact. And you're so talented, I don't know anyone who can light up a room more with just a single word."
Blaine stared into Kurt's eyes as he spoke. The older finally leaning in and cutting off Blaine's words with his own lips. Both of Blaine's hands traveled to his face, deapening the kiss. They pulled away with small smiles of satisfaction on their faces.
"Th-Thank you." Kurt tried to catch his breath from both the crying and the kissing.
"It was no problem. Anything to help you." He smiled.
"I love you so much."
"I love you more than that."
"Because you make me believe in myself when no body else can help. Because you live, my world has everything I need to survive."
"I have to find Blaine."
Finding him was easy. It was his free period, he'd be in the library, probably reading something he'd read a million times, but just read it again because he loved it so much the first time.
He walked into the library silently, going right to the left hand corner of the large room, knowing that's where Blaine would be. The younger looked up from his book with a smile, that quickly dissolved after seeing the look on the brunette's face.
"Hey, what are you doing out of class? Are you okay?"
He shook his head no before the tears could threaten to fall out in the open for everyone to see.
Blaine hopped up out of the chair and pulled the taller boy into his arms and letting him burry his head into the shoulder of Blaine's cardigan. He could immediately feel Kurt shaking and just began to rub small circles on to his back, a method that ninety percent of the time seemed to calm the boy when he was upset about anything. He stood silently letting him cry into his shoulder, occasionly tightening his grip on him when a small noise came from him.
Without any words he convinced him to walk out to his car with him, opening the passenger side door for him and letting him in. After getting in the car he reached his hand over the console of the car, grabbing the pale boy's hand.
"Do you want to tell me what happened?" He persuaded gently.
"S-Someone st-stuffed the ballot box-boxes for the election." He angrily wiped tears off of his face. "And I-I could be ex-expelled for it."
"Oh, baby.."
"And I have a-absolutely n-no chance of get-getting into NYADA now."
"Sweetheart don't say that." He reached over to put his hand on the older boy's chin and bring his head up so they were face to face. "I will do whatever I have to do to let them know that it wasn't you that stuffed the ballot boxes. I'll tell them it was me if I have to."
Kurt let out of a noise of protest, but Blaine continued.
"And you have just as much of a chance to get in as anyone else does. You're amazing Kurt. The most amazing person I know, as a matter of fact. And you're so talented, I don't know anyone who can light up a room more with just a single word."
Blaine stared into Kurt's eyes as he spoke. The older finally leaning in and cutting off Blaine's words with his own lips. Both of Blaine's hands traveled to his face, deapening the kiss. They pulled away with small smiles of satisfaction on their faces.
"Th-Thank you." Kurt tried to catch his breath from both the crying and the kissing.
"It was no problem. Anything to help you." He smiled.
"I love you so much."
"I love you more than that."
"Because you make me believe in myself when no body else can help. Because you live, my world has everything I need to survive."