Kurt was drifting again. He couldnt leave the house but he could give Blaine some privacy now and again. He knew Blaines brother was very important to him so Kurt had decided to just be for a little while, letting Blaine talk to Cooper without Kurt hanging around, visible or otherwise.

This use to be the majority of his existence. This drifting around the house not really present but unable to leave. Tethered down like a balloon tugging to get free. Or maybe more like caged like a bird flapping his wings. He didnt mind it so much now, it was a way to rest his mind and he knew that when he landed Blaine would be there. 

Kurt felt warm and tingly at the thought of Blaine. Warmer than he felt in the sun, warmer than hed felt since dying. Kurts lips tipped up in a smile before he was pulled from his almost trance-like state by music filling the house. Kurt paused and listened. Blaine was playing the piano. 

The master bedroom was still Kurts least favorite part of this house that had become his prison, but when Blaine was working in there it seemed less like the master bedroom and more like the music room. 

Kurt was beginning to really like the music room. 

He slipped in quietly and hung back watching Blaine play. His eyes were closed and his long lashes fanned his face. His fingers moved across the ivory keys as if on their own accord and Blaine had such a look of peace and joy on his face it made a warm tremble that run through Kurt. 

Kurt quietly walked in and sat down next to Blaine on the bench. He wondered if Blaine had purposefully left the perfect room for Kurt to join him. Kurt blinked at Blaines beautiful and peaceful face before speaking. 

 “Thats beautiful.” Kurt said softly, “What is it?”

Blaine smiled and his eyes crinkled before he looked up at Kurt and his expression changed. He looked almost startled and his mouth parted a little. Kurt smiled at him feeling butterflies flurry through him. 

“It isnt anything.” Blaine sad with a rough voice. “Im just making it up as I go. Couldnt play it the same way again if I wanted to. I do this when I feel stuck on a piece of music I am working on. It helps clear my head.”

Kurt was in awe, this was just the music that came out of Blaine when he wasnt even thinking about it. Kurt felt honored, like he was allowed to see a part of Blaines soul that not everyone got to see. 

“You are very talented Blaine.” Kurt said softly, he felt like he and Blaine were wrapped in a warm bubble and he didnt want to break it by speaking to loudly. 

“Im just happy I get to do what I love for a living, you know?” Blaine answered.

Kurt sighed thinking of all the dreams hed had that would never happen now. “Yeah...” he said, but didnt mention what he was thinking. This wasnt the time to be sad over the things he had lost. 

Blaine seemed to sense something was wrong and he smiled brightly at Kurt. “Want me to play something you know?” He said as he started playing something upbeat. “This is a little old, but a great song. I sang it with the Warblers back in the day.”

It took a second for Kurt to recognized the piano version of the song and when he did he fixed Blaine with a look, before he let out a small laugh that he just couldnt keep in. “Really Blaine? Katy Perry?” 

“Now she is very talent.” Blaine said looking very proud of himself. Kurt was about to make a snide remark about Blaines taste in music when Blaine started to sing. 

“You think Im pretty, without any makeup on. You think Im funny, when I tell the punchline wrong. I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down.” 

Kurt felt delight bubble up in him. There was little else he loved as much as Blaines voice, he scooted as close as he could to Blaine without messing him up, he wanted to be close enough to Blaine to soak in his warmth. He knew couldnt keep his eyes off of Blaines sparkling eyes and joyful face as he sang, but he didnt care that he was staring. 

As Blaine got near the end of the song he looked straight at Kurt and winked at him. Kurt thought that if he had a little less self-control hed probably giggle and swoon like a fangirl. He could feel himself blush and tried rolling his eyes to cover it up.

“My heart stops, when you look at me. Just one touch, now baby I believe." Blaine sang. "This is real. So take a chance and dont ever look back. Dont ever look back.”

Kurt realized he wanted to have just one touch, he wanted it more than anything right then. To actually feel the warmth of Blaine skin on his own. He trusted Blaine enough to let him touch him if he could have.

Blaine finished the song with a flourish and Kurt laughed and then polity clapped for him.

“Not bad Blaine Warbler.” Kurt said with a smirk. 

“What about you?” Blaine asked suddenly. “You were in Glee club, any hidden music talents of your own?”

Kurt had never been shy abut showing off his talents, but he knew he had nothing on Blaine when it came to playing the piano, plus it had been so long since he had tried. 

“I play the piano pretty well.” He answered trailing his fingers over a few keys. “Not like you.”

Blaine sat up straighter and practically bounced on the bench. “Really? If I started something, do you think you could play along?” 

“Maybe” Kurt shrugged not extremely confident in his own skills. 

Blaine was silent a moment looking at the piano before he started to play something. Kurt thought for a moment before he recognized the song. He knew this one.

 “I can play this song.” Kurt said happily and then placed his hands on the keys and started playing along. 

Kurt felt giddy with excitement to be playing with Blaine. He watched his own fingers as the pressed the right notes, concentrating on not messing up. He glanced up at Blaine for a moment but had to quickly look back down at his hands. Blaine was staring at him so intensely Kurt had trouble focusing. 

When the last notes of the song echoed out Kurt felt frozen on the bench. He could feel inside of himself that this was a big moment and he wanted to... to not mess it up by saying or doing the wrong thing. 

He wet his lips before he finally looked up at Blaines kind honey-colored eyes. 

“I messed up a few times.” Kurt said softly.

“You just need to arrange your fingers more like this.” Blaine said. He reached out and touched Kurts hand moving his fingers on the keys. 

It was like an electric jolt went through Kurts body. Blaine was touching him.

Kurt could feel the warm press of Blaines skin. Feel the calluses on his fingers. Feel the pulse under his flesh. Kurt gasped in surprise and looked at Blaine. He was so close and his hands covered Kurts own, Kurt felt a little dizzy. 

“Blaine.” He breathed, “Youre touching my hand.”

Blaine froze, like he had just realized the importance of this. Then Blaine breathed out slowly and trailed his fingers softly down Kurts hand to his wrist, smoothing gently over the sensitive skin there. Kurt moved his hand to press it against Blaines. Palm to palm touching as much of Blaines hand as he could.

Then he lifted their hands until they were right in front of his eyes. Kurt stared at them in disbelief. He took Blaines other hand as well, spreading his fingers to meet each of Blaines. Kurts breath quickened and he leaned forward. He felt more alive than he had for years, Blaines warmth radiating through him. 

Kurt knew he was about to cry and he couldnt think of anything to say except...

 “Blaine.” Whispered like a prayer. 

Kurt looked back to Blaines eyes to find him staring intently at Kurt. Blaine would glance down to Kurts lips and then back up. He almost felt like he could hear Blaines beating heart.

Blaine clasped Kurts hands tightly and leaned forward, almost completely covering the few inches that hand been between them. Kurt felt his eyes close and he waited. Waited for everything that he wanted that was just a breath away. Waited for the soft press of Blaines lips against his own. He waited and...

Nothing happened. 

Kurt opened his eyes. Blaine had backed up a little but was still holding Kurts hands and looking at him with an awed expression.

“This is amazing Kurt.” Blaine breathed. His eyes were wide and his cheeks flushed. 

Kurt wanted to groan in frustration. Instead he just nodded keeping their hands together. 

Blaine looked away from him and cleared his throat. “I should go make dinner. And I promised Wes Id call this evening.”

Kurt nodded again trying hard to steady himself so his voice wouldnt waver when he spoke.

“Yeah, okay.” Kurt said mind scrabbling. “Thanks for playing with me and for this.” Kurt felt a rush of gratitude overcoming his disappointment. Blaine had already given him more than he ever thought he would have again. 

“I cant even tell you what it is like, just to have this simple touch. Its like...” Kurt thought about how satisfied and soothing Blaines touch felt. “Like getting a drink of water after being in a dessert.”

Blaine shut his eyes looking a little like he was in pain, before his expression smoothed out. He opened his eyes and smiled at Kurt, releasing one of Kurts hands. Kurt immediately missed the contact but then Blaine used his free hand to brush Kurts hair back from his face and Kurt had to suppress a happy shutter. 

“I dont know what to say.” Blaine said smiling. “Im so happy for you Kurt.”

Kurt smiled back and reluctantly let go of Blaines hand. He would gladly sit like this with Blaine forever if he could. But Blaine was human, he was alive and needed to live. 

“Dinner then.” Kurt said trying to clear his head and get back to normal. “The living do need to eat.”

Blaine smiled at him and got up from the bench. Leaving Kurt feeling as if he life had just begun all over again.