Blaine couldn’t stand the thought of it. The thought itself made him want to close his hands into fists and clench down on his jaw hard. The thought blackened his eyes, from the beautiful color they were. The thought made him angry.
The thought of Kurt ever running off with Karofsky made him angry. He knew that David had made a move on Kurt, Blaine’s boyfriend, but the thought of Kurt ever leaving his arms made him not just angry, but extremely upset. No one could replace Kurt; the handsome face, the wonderful sense of style, and the complete acceptance of anyone and anything.
No one could replace Kurt’s voice. Blaine loved hearing a sweet and light tune that would always spill from his boyfriend’s mouth made his own mouth water at the sound. Kurt’s voice was a drug to Blaine; couldn’t go long without it.
It was a beautiful Thursday afternoon when Blaine decided to confront Kurt. When he reached Kurt, instead of being angry and yelling, he threw himself into his boyfriend’s arms and started balling his eyes out. “Kurt, don’t leave me! You can’t ever leave me!” he cried.
“Blaine, I’m not leaving you. Don’t think it.”