Feb. 10, 2015, 6 p.m.
My Worst Nightmare
Blaine has a terrible nightmare and starts crying in his sleep. Kurt comforts him and holds him. The next morning Blaine doesn't remember a thing about the dream.
K - Words: 1,340 - Last Updated: Feb 10, 2015 1,278 0 0 0 Categories: Angst, Drama, Tragedy, Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Tags: character death, hurt/comfort,
‘No, no, leave Kurt alone. Please, just leave him be and take me instead!
The man holding the gun in his hand stepped closer to the chair Kurt sat on, his wrists tied behind his back and his mouth covered with a piece of duct tape which muffled each and every pleading sound he made. ‘Oh, you want to trade places with him? You want to sacrifice your own life for him? How sweet!
‘Mmmmmph, mmph mmmmph mmph, Kurt struggled against his bonds, looking pleadingly at Blaine and silently begging him not to do this.
‘Shut up, faggot, the man snarled, hitting Kurt in the face with the back of the gun.
‘No, Blaine gasped, taking a step forward but stopped dead in his tracks when the man put the barrel of the gun against Kurts temple, index finger teasing the trigger.
‘I wouldnt do that if I were you, pretty boy, the stranger smirked, ‘I dont think you want to see what the insides of your boyfriends head look like.
Blaine looked at Kurt who had tears in his eyes. He saw him squeezing his eyes shut and preparing for the bullet he knew was coming sooner or later, he knew that this man wasnt going to let him go. Kurt was shaking and he was making tiny whimpering noises that only seemed to please the man more.
‘Wow, you sure know how to choose your boyfriends, the stranger said to Blaine while playing with Kurts hair, ‘Maybe Ill keep him to myself and kill you instead. Hes probably a good fuck, isnt he? I bet he is by the way he whimpers so beautifully.
‘Please, Blaine whispered, tears prickling in his eyes, ‘Please, Ill do anything you want me to but please, let Kurt go.
‘Aw, wheres the fun in that? The man asked, pressing the gun to Kurts temple even more, causing Kurt to whimper and try to squirm away from the gun pressed to his head.
For a moment, it was quiet in the warehouse they were in. The only things you could hear were Blaine and Kurts short and shallow breathing, the kidnappers deep and steady breathing and the tension buzzing in the air between the three of them.
Suddenly there were sirens blaring in the distance. The unknown man looked around in panic and then glared at Blaine. ‘Did you call them? he asked, furiously, ‘Did you fucking call them?!
Blaines eyes were as wide as the mans, the air in his lungs was taken away and caused him to panic too. He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, like a fish gasping for air after running ashore.
‘Answer me! Or these will be the last seconds youll see your boyfriend alive! the man snarled with a shaky voice, panic obviously overtaking him.
Kurt looked absolutely terrified by now. His beautiful blue, tear filled and wide eyes were looking up at Blaine and Blaine could see the tape on his mouth moving when Kurt tried to take deep breaths to calm himself.
‘I-I dont know. I-I didnt call, I didnt. Please, dont hu- Blaine stuttered and then shrieked as a shot ran through his ears.
Blaines gaze immediately shot to Kurt who was now sagged down in the chair with his eyes closed, blood running down from the left side of his head. ‘Kurt, no!
Blaine rushed towards his boyfriend and dropped to his knees next to him. ‘No, Kurt. Kurt, dont die on me, he quickly untied Kurts wrists and feet and took the tape off of Kurts mouth before taking him out of the chair. He cradled Kurt to his chest and kissed the top of his head that was not covered with blood. Kurts mouth was half-open and there was a small line of blood trickling down from one of the corners, his eyelashes were fanned out over his cheeks as if he was just asleep but Blaine knew he wasnt going to wake up anymore. ‘No, Kurt, please. Please, please, please. He started crying, the tears making their way down his cheeks in small little rivers.
Blaine sniffed, burying his face more into the pillow. His tears were dampening the navy blue pillowcase but he never opened his eyes. In fact, he didnt even dare to open them, afraid that when he turned over Kurt would be gone. His shoulders shook with the force of his sobs and he felt Kurts arm carefully snaking around his waist.
It was 3:30am and it were Blaines tiny whimpers of ‘no, Kurt, please dont die that finally awoke Kurt with a start after Blaine had tossed and turned around in the heap of pillows and blankets for the bigger part of the night.
Kurt pulled Blaine close to his chest so that Blaines back was flush with Kurts chest and kissed his pulse point, trying to calm and soothe him without waking Blaine up because he knows how Blaine can get when he doesnt get enough sleep. Blaine kept sobbing, tears running over his cheeks and onto the arm Kurt had pillowed under Blaines head when he had pulled him closer. He rubbed his hand soothingly over Blaines side and watched him, waited until Blaines sobs subsided and his breathing eventually evened out before pressing a small kiss to the back of Blaines neck.
Blaine then turned around in Kurts hold and pulled him closer to him while resting his head on Kurts chest, the steady heartbeat he heard there calming him down a bit. His hair was sweat-damp as was his chest and face. Kurt brushed some hair off of Blaines forehead and stroked his cheek. ‘Shh, he soothed, barely audible, when Blaine sniffled again and a lone tear ran down his cheek and onto Kurts shirt. ‘Shh...
‘Dont leave me here alone, Kurt, I need you. I love you, Blaine whispered and kissed Kurts forehead before grabbing Kurts hand and pressing kisses to it.
‘L-love you, Blaine whimpered, clinging to Kurt like he was a lifeline.
‘Love you too, Kurt whispered, pressing little kisses to every inch of Blaines skin he could reach, careful not to awake him.
Kurt promised himself to only fall asleep after he was 100% sure that Blaine was fast asleep in his arms. Blaines warm breath was causing goosebumps to erupt on Kurts skin as he ran his hand up and down Blaines back while drifting off to sleep again.
*****
Kurt woke up again a couple of hours later, his chest still pressed to Blaines and their legs tangled. Blaine looked better now, more at ease and peacefully asleep unlike a few hours before when he was shaking in Kurts arms. Kurt watched Blaine, his fingers walking up and down Blaines arm which was still tightly around Kurts waist.
It didnt take long before Blaine smiled in his sleep, eyelids fluttering and slowly blinking open and up at Kurts face while he snuggled into Kurts chest some more. ‘Mmm, hey, he murmured, pressing a light kiss to Kurts chest.
‘Hey there, Kurt smiled, ‘Get a good nights sleep?
‘Of course, Blaine smiled back at him, ‘Always when youre next to me in bed. Why?
‘Nothing, Kurt shrugged, ‘You were just tossing and turning a lot, thats all.
Blaine pulled back, rubbing circles on Kurts arm with his thumb. ‘I didnt wake you up, right?
‘One time, but it didnt take long before I dozed off again so no worries, Kurt promised.
‘Kay, Blaine pecked Kurts lips and then made moves to get out of bed, ‘Breakfast? I could make us pancakes and then bring them here so we can have breakfast in bed?
‘Yeah sure, Kurt said, a slightly confused undertone in his voice.
‘Great! Blaine said and got off the edge of the bed, leaving a very confused Kurt behind under the covers. The confused undertone in Kurts voice was clearly not heard by Blaine and maybe that was for the best.
Even though Kurt wanted answers, he wasnt going to ask Blaine. Blaine behaved normally, he didnt seem to remember the nightmare he had that night and Kurt definitely wasnt going to be the one to bring it up. If Blaine was okay, then everything was okay.