Chapter 2

Kurt's Sober Confession

"Kurt, you're here." David said, he and Wes turning toward their friend.

"Hi guys." He said smiling and giving both boys a hug. He'd missed seeing them since he'd gone back to McKinley, but they kept in touch through Facebook and texting.

"So, why were you going to call me?"

"Well, we were, uh, hoping that you'd help us." David said, stuttering over his words. Kurt quirked his eyebrow and looked between the two boys.

"Help you with what?" He said hesitantly. Wes came closer and put his hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"It's Blaine. Something's...wrong." Wes said, and Kurt's head snapped up and his eyes went wide with worry.

"W-what do you mean something's wrong? What's wrong? Is he hurt? Where is he? Why isn't he here?" Kurt said, his voice going higher and higher as he got more anxious.

"Kurt, dude, calm down." David said, grabbing ahold of Kurt's shoulders to get his attention.

"Blaine's fine." He looked sideways at Wes, then said, "Well, he's not really fine. We don't know what's going on, but we're worried."

Kurt looked confused and a little frustrated.

"What do you mean you don't know?" He huffed. Wes nudged David, making his release his hold on Kurt.

"What are you actually doing here?" Wes questioned. Kurt's eyes widened like he'd just been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to do.

"I, uh, I came to see Blaine." He said, but it sounded more like a question than a statement.

"Come on." Wes said. "Let's go get some coffee. The three of us need to chat." Kurt hung his head and nodded, following Wes and David to the common room.

The three boys didn't speak at first, just silently got their coffee, each reflecting on what they needed to discuss. Once they were all seated, Wes finally spoke up.

"Kurt, we know something happened between you and Blaine." Kurt looked up, surprised.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Look, you are both our friends, ok, and we don't want to get in the middle of anything, but Blaine, he's a mess. For the last week he's been distracted, not eating or sleeping, and pushing himself too hard. We're getting really worried." David nodded at Wes's description, both of them looking to Kurt for answers. Kurt's eyes filled up with tears and he tried to blink them away. "I'm not sure what happened between you two, and we don't need to know, but you need to fix it, because he can't continue down this path of destruction."

The tears that had welled up in Kurt's eyes broke free and began to run down his cheeks. "Oh God, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I was so stupid." He sniffed and Wes reached over to pat Kurt's hand.

"Do you want to tell us what happened?" He asked gently, and Kurt shook his head.

"I'm too embarrassed." He whispered.

David looked up at Kurt. "Whatever happened, whatever it is, we're your friends. We understand people make mistakes, do and say things they don't mean, and so does Blaine. The most important thing right now is fixing this."

"That's why I'm here." Kurt said quietly, his head bowed in shame. "I know we need to talk. I-I was just so embarrassed after what I said, and I couldn't..." Kurt stopped.

"What did you say?" Wes asked.

Kurt sighed and began rubbing his finger along the edge of his coffee cup. "I-I got drunk." David hummed, nodding his head in understanding, and Wes smacked him on the arm, gesturing for Kurt to continue. "I, um, I sort of told him that I was in love with him...and when I realized what I said...I just, I couldn't handle him rejecting me again, so I kicked him out and told him I didn't want to see him again." Both boys gasped.

"Wait, so you told him you loved him, then told him you didn't want to be friends anymore?" Wes asked, stunned.

"No, no, no." Kurt shook his head violently. "No, I told him I knew we could only be friends, because that's what he said before, and I told him that I needed time to deal with that and I couldn't see him until I came to terms with that fact, but I didn't know how long it would be, and I told him I couldn't see him until I dealt with my feelings and..."

"Kurt, calm down. Take a breath." Wes said, before sighing. "Listen, when you transferred back to McKinley, Blaine had a hard time adjusting." Kurt looked up surprised and Wes caught his eye, so Kurt would understand exactly what he was saying. "You and he are...connected. That's the only way I know how to explain it. You two just clicked, right away. We've been friends with Blaine for two years, and he's never opened up to us the way he has with you." Kurt smiled a soft smile and nodded.

"I feel it. It's like I've known him my whole life. I felt so close to him even from that first day." The two boys nodded their head in undertanding, remembering the day Kurt had come to spy on them and Blaine ended up serenading him and buying them all coffee. "But I was stupid, and I fell in love with him. And I know I need him in my life, in any capacity, but right now, the way I feel, I just don't know how to do that. He doesn't feel the same, and I don't know how to deal with these feelings. Some days I can't breathe, and I just don't know how to be around him when he doesn't feel the same."

The two boys chucked and Kurt glared at them. "It's not funny." He growled at them, making them laugh even harder.

"Oh Kurt, I think you might be more oblivious than Blaine." Wes said, and Kurt quirked his eyebrow in question.

"The boy feels the same, Kurt." David said.

"He does." Wes agreed. "He just doesn't know how to tell you either."

"No, that's not possible." Kurt disagreed. "I gave him the perfect opportunity the other night and he did nothing."

"Kurt, you know Blaine. If you were drunk, there is no way he would have done or said anything meaningful while you were like that. He wouldn't have told you how he felt and then have you forget the next day. He just wouldn't take that chance. You are too important to him."

Kurt sat there for a moment, letting Wes's words sink in. He was right, of course. Blaine wouldn't do something like that. He'd wait until Kurt was sober. He let his head fall forward, his forehead hitting the table and making a thunk.

"Oh my God. I'm such an idiot. I waited a whole week. I put us both through hell, ignored his calls and texts, and I'm so stupid."

Wes leaned over and put his hand on Kurt's back, trying to soothe him. "You're not stupid. You're just a teenage boy who is confused. It's hard enough for you both to be gay in Ohio, and now you are trying to deal with these intense feelings. You have this crazy connection that is new for both of you and you are trying to deal with it the best way you can. You just need to talk to him."

Kurt lifted his head up and looked at Wes, then to David, and back to Wes.

"Thanks guys." He said quietly. "I'm going to go find him now and tell him how sorry I am and how I really feel." They both smiled at him as he got up and headed out to look for Blaine.

It didn't take him long. Kurt found Blaine exactly where he thought he'd be, in the gym using the punching bag. He stood back for a moment, just admiring Blaine from the doorway.

He was so powerful and strong. Every punch making a thunk noise that reverberated through the room. He was wearing a tank top and Kurt couldn't help but trace the lines of his arms and back with darkened eyes. He watched as the sweat dripped off his hair and slid down his neck then under his shirt, and all Kurt could think about was following that trail with his tongue.

He sucked in a breath when he realized how out of hand his thoughts were getting, which startled Blaine who stopped punching and turned around sharply. His eyes widened when he saw Kurt and both boys just stared at each other for a moment, the room deathly silent.

Kurt's not so friendly thoughts suddenly turned to guilt when he saw Blaine's face. He was pale and there were dark marks under his eyes.

Kurt felt his stomach lurch, knowing he was to blame. Well, now he was here to make it right and he wasn't leaving until he told Blaine, sober, how he felt. And if Blaine didn't feel the same way, he'd deal with it, but he now knew that he couldn't cut Blaine out of his life again.

"Hey." Kurt said quietly, but it sounded loud in the silence of the room.

"H-hey." Blaine answered, tearing his eyes away from Kurt and turning around to grab a towel. His heart was beating fast and when he turned, his vision suddenly got spotty and he stumbled. 'No, not now.' He thought. Kurt did not need to see him so weak.

Kurt noticed right away that Blaine seemed shaky and he shot across the room, grabbing Blaine before he fell, and slid him down onto the bench by the wall.

He felt Blaine's weight against him and knew he had fainted. Using the hand not holding Blaine, he reached down, picked up the water bottle from the floor, and took the abandoned towel, wetting it.

Blaine's body was slumped against Kurt's side, his head resting on his shoulder, a position that was not unfamiliar to Kurt. So Kurt took the damp towel and began wiping Blaine's face, ridding him of sweat and hoping to rouse him as well.

Kurt was trying not to panic, because he knew why Blaine fainted. Wes and David told him Blaine hand to been eating and been pushing himself, much like Kurt had. He was upset with himself for allowing this to go.

After a minute, Blaine took a deep breath and sat up suddenly, unsure where he was for a moment. He then looked over at Kurt's concerned face and remembered what had happened, and he quickly apologized.

"Blaine, hey." Kurt said, turning to face Blaine on the bench. "You are not the one who should be apologizing." Blaine opened his mouth to interrupt but Kurt stopped him. "No, I'm serious. Please just let me say what I came here to say, ok?"

Blaine looked like he wanted to say more, but he just nodded and breathed an okay.

"I am so sorry. About everything." He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "First, I'm incredibly sorry you had to take care of me while I was drunk. I've only ever been drunk one time and that didn't turn out so well." He chuckled darkly. "I guess this one didn't either, so it looks like Kurt Hummel should stay ways from the sauce."

He saw a small flicker of light in Blaine's eyes at his comment and his lips twitched like he wanted to smile, but couldn't.

"I also want to apologize for my complete lack of filter I apparently have while intoxicated. I didn't mean to unload all those things on you."

"It's ok." Blaine said quietly. "I needed to hear them." He dropped his gaze down to his hands that were twisting in the hem his shorts.

"Yes, I should have been honest with you about everything, but I didn't need to burden you with all my negative feelings."

Blaine looked up and saw Kurt's eyes wet with unshed tears, and his heart clenched, knowing he was in part responsible for Kurt feeling that way about himself. He reached out one hand and placed it over Kurt's, and was pleasantly surprised when Kurt turned his hand over and laced their fingers together. The connection he felt just holding hands with Kurt was so much more than he'd felt about Jeremiah and Rachel combined.

"I wasn't honest with you either." He said finally, so ready to tell Kurt everything.

"Let me go first, ok? Since all this," he gestured between them with his hand that wasn't holding Blaine's. "Is my fault." Blaine opened his mouth to deny it but Kurt gave him his best bitch glare and he closed his mouth and made a zipping motion with his hand, making Kurt almost smile.

"Ok, so complete honestly. I am in love with you and have been since the day you took me out for coffee and actually listened to me." Kurt looked down at their hands for a moment in embarrassment, but looked back up when Blaine squeezed his hand. The smile on Blaine's face prompted him to continue.

"I am so incredibly sorry for how I acted the other night and for kicking you out and not talking to you for a week." He took a deep breath and blinked his eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"I-I thought it would be easier to deal with your rejection if I didn't see you, but I realized I was just hurting myself more by cutting you out of my life." Tears were now flowing free from his eyes, as well as Blaine's. He was quiet for a moment and Blaine couldn't wait anymore.

"Oh God Kurt." He said. Kurt cringed at the pain in his voice. "I wasn't rejecting you." He brought his free hand up to cup the side of Kurt's face, wiping at his tears with the pad of his thumb.

"I was so shocked at hearing you say all those things and I just needed a minute to process things. But then I realized that I couldn't tell you how I felt while you were drunk. It wasn't fair and I wanted us both to be in our right minds when we had the talk about us."

Realization dawned on Kurt and he tried to curl in on himself, but Blaine held his face firm. He'd screwed up so badly, ignoring Blaine for the past week.

"I'm so sorry." Kurt said, a sob bubbling up in his chest.

"I know." Blaine said gently. "And it's all ok now because you are here and I know how you feel and I need you to know that I feel the same."

Kurt's eyes widened and he just stared at Blaine, unbelieving. He figured Blaine would tell him he was sorry he couldn't feel the same but really wanted to be friends again, but this...

"Tell me." He whispered, still not believing.

"I love you Kurt. I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to realize it, and I'm even more sorry for everything I put you through, but I swear with everything in me that it's true. We've always had this connection, since the beginning, and it scared me a little. I've never had anyone get so close to me before and I didn't know how to handle it, obviously." He grinned when he saw Kurt's eyes light up and his mouth turn up in the hint of a smile.

"This week, Kurt." He said, his smile fading. "Not talking to you or seeing you and not knowing when or if I would again, it was awful." Kurt's face fell too and he looked at Blaine with determination in his eyes.

"I am so freaking sorry for that. It was hell for me too. I'm such an idiot." Blaine shook his head and started to interrupt but paused at Kurt's look, letting him continue. "But I know that I love you and you said you love me too, so let's just put all of that behind us and look toward our future."

Blaine almost blacked out for a moment when Kurt said 'our future.' That was all he wanted. A future with the most amazing, beautiful, talented boy he's ever met. And Kurt wanted a future with him. After everything he'd put Kurt though. He knew he didn't deserve it, but he was glad Kurt still wanted him.

He just stared into Kurt's eyes then, taking it all in. Kurt loved him and he loved Kurt. They were, wait, what were they?

"God, Kurt," He said, his thumb caressing Kurt's face again. "I love you so much. So, can I call you my boyfriend now?" He asked tentatively, still a little worried Kurt would change his mind.

"Under one condition." Kurt said, and Blaine nodded, knowing he'd do anything to be able to call Kurt his. "Kiss me."

Blaine's eyes widened and he let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding. He watched as Kurt's tongue came out to wet his lips and he shuddered in anticipation. He used his hand on Kurt's face to guide him forward and finally, finally their lips met, and it was like his whole world just fell into place in that moment.

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