“Kurt I need to talk you” Blaine came around the corner still wearing his mockingly innocent white costume.  Kurt nodded to Rachel’s question of ‘you ok?’ a silent ‘It’s fine, I’m fine’ though he felt anything but. Rachel looked unsure but walked away, presumably to wait in the car.

 “I’m not interested” Kurt finally replied, squaring his shoulders and turning to stride off in the opposite direction of his boy- ‘ex. Ex-boyfriend’, proud his voice didn’t waver.  Blaine wasn’t giving up that easily though following Kurt trying to get him to listen, which angered Kurt yet filled him with something else, something he couldn’t place. 

Kurt was so caught up in his emotions that he wasn’t listening, intent on walking away without Blaine getting the better of him. That was until he heard the words that became his undoing.

“I need you to know everything” It was like suddenly all Kurt could hear was white noise and all he could feel was numb. He abruptly stopped turning to face Blaine “So tell me.”

 Kurt states. He says it with such certainty that Blaine is taken aback; literally it would seem as he takes a step backwards struggling to find the right words. “He...God Kurt...we didn't ...it was nothing...he was nothing” Blaine ran a nervous hand over his hair. He had no idea what to say because truthfully he didn’t think Kurt would look at him let alone hear him out. Blaine looked up to see Kurt taking a step forward right up into his face causing him to gasp.

 “No. Everything. Tell me every. Last. Detail” Kurt said his face inching closer with every word. Before Blaine could even open his mouth to reply Kurt grabbed him by the collar dragging him into a nearby classroom, slamming the door and pushing Blaine against it. 

 “Kurt! What are you doing?!” Blaine all but yelled in Kurt’s face. Kurt was completely unfazed, grabbing Blaine wrists and holding them hard by his sides.

“Every lick. Every kiss. Every touch. Everything Blaine Anderson, tell me all ways in which he was worth giving me up.” Kurt said in an eerily calm tone, his lips ghosting over Blaine’s.

 “He wasn’t. In no way was he worth losing you. Nothing is worth giving you up. Kurt please” Blaine whispers back tears filling his eyes. Kurt ignores Blaine’s pleas, his face a picture of determination.

 “And yet you did anyway.” Kurt punctuates his words by shoving a knee in-between Blaine’s legs rubbing his thigh along Blaine’s rapidly harden dick, causing a moan to fall from his ex-boyfriends lips. He pushes himself forward bringing his face next to Blaine’s ear whispering “Did he make you moan, Blaine?”

 Blaine’s head makes an audible thud as he lets it drop back whilst Kurt continues to grind his thigh along Blaine’s groin. “Answer me.” Kurt says biting almost painfully on Blaine’s ear. “I…yes…yes. I’m sorry I’m so-” Kurt cut off his empty apologies with a heart stopping, breath taking kiss. “Did he kiss you?” Blaine closed his eyes nodding, slowly grinding back down on Kurt’s thigh.

“Were you like this with him Blaine, So hungry for it? Look at you. I could just stand here and you would rub yourself off on my thigh like some dog wouldn’t you?” Blaine moaned turning his head in shame, “Kuuuurt….”

 Kurt releases one of Blaine’s wrists and makes quick work of Blaine’s zipper taking his cock out and stroking it with a deliciously painful rhythm.

“Did he touch here Blaine? Did he stroke your cock?” Blaine turns to look at Kurt, looking completely undone. He always did lose it when Kurt said ‘cock’.

 “Yes.” He says looking Kurt dead in the eye before surging forward. Getting Kurt off guard as he captures his lips in a hard kiss that is all teeth, tongue, pain and utterly wonderful.

 Kurt is so shocked he doesn’t notice Blaine using his free hand to get at Kurt’s pants until suddenly he moans as he feels the cold air of the classroom hit his cock that is now grasped in the warm hand of his boyfriend ‘ex-boyfriend!’ It is that thought that brings Kurt back to reality. He abruptly ends the kiss breathing heavily before stepping back just enough to pull Blaine’s plants off all the way down forcing him to step out of them.

 “You lost the right to touch me when you let him touch you” Kurt grinds out showing real anger for the first time since this whole thing came out. Blaine looks at him looking ridiculous standing there with still near perfect hair, in a virgin white shirt and no pants. It was the hottest thing Kurt had even seen and he hated that. He hated Blaine still made him see him that way when all he should see is a horny little slut who broke his heart.

 Kurt growls as he lunges forward grabbing Blaine by his thighs and hoisting him up against the door sliding their dicks together roughly. It was way too much dry friction but neither of them cared, they needed it raw and pain and everything they were feeling. Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt’s neck, moaning shamelessly as he is bounced up and down like a ragdoll. Words start to spill out of Kurt like a volcano finally erupting.

 “Did he do it rough Blaine? Make you moan for more? Did he know just where to touch to make you see stars?” Kurt was rambling now sweat beading on his forehead as he continued to thrust against Blaine with an unforgiving pace. Kurt readjusts so his weight is holding Blaine up more. He brings a hand up to his mouth sucking on his finger, covering it in salvia. Blaine doesn’t seem to notice lost in the feeling of Kurt’s cock against his. Kurt snakes his free arm around to begin rubbing his slicked up finger around Blaine’s dry hole before without warning pushing it in. Blaine hisses in pain letting his head fall to Kurt’s shoulder still thrusting to meet Kurt. 

 “Did he fuck you Blaine?” Kurt sneers thrusting his finger in and out to match their already harsh pace. Blaine claws at Kurt’s shoulder crying out through a moan “nooo!”

 Kurt slows before stopping to look at Blaine, sweaty and panting. “What?” Kurt says now straining to hold Blaine up.

 “I wouldn’t let him. There’s only been you Kurt; there will only ever be you.” Blaine pants out resting his forehead against Kurt’s.

 Kurt eyes begin to well up completely betraying him ‘no no no no’ he thinks ‘this isn’t fair! You can’t do this to me! This is your fault! You don’t get to make me feel guilty! No!’ Kurt didn’t realize he had been saying out loud until Blaine was holding his face whispering, “It is my fault, god I’m sorry. I am so fucking sorry. I love you. I love you.”

 That was the final straw for Kurt. He pulls his finger from Blaine’s still frustratingly perfect ass and brings his hand around using it hold both their cocks as he starts thrusting harder and faster than before. “Fuck you! Fuck you Blaine!” Kurt was crying opening now not giving a shit. Before long they were both speechless, giving themselves over to the pleasure. Blaine came with Kurt’s name on his lips falling limp in Kurt’s grip as Kurt followed. They were both a panting mess when Kurt finally let Blaine fall from his grip, his arms giving out.

 Kurt found a tissue box sitting on the teachers’ desk and neither said a word as they cleaned up and redressed.  Once dressed they both stood apart actively not being the one to say anything. Just when Blaine was going to say something, anything, Kurt’s phone vibrated in his pocket breaking the awkward moment. “It’s a text from Rachel. I have to go.” Kurt mumbled not looking at Blaine, making his way to the door. Blaine thought about just letting him leave, but before he knew it he was blocking the door.

 “Kurt wait. We need to talk about this, about us” Blaine says willing with his eyes Kurt to just look at him.  Finally Kurt looked up, that same look of determination but some how more tired than before, like he was done. Exhausted in every way.

 “There is nothing to talk about. This was just me making a mistake. So I guess we’re even.  There is no us Blaine, and you don’t get to make me feel bad about that, you don’t get to make me feel like I broke you. You broke us.” Kurt steps forward reaching out for the door handle but Blaine pushes him back.

 “Blaine enough, move!” Kurt says crossing his arms over his chest.

 “You know what no. I get it I cheated, I cheated I feel bad about that every damn day Kurt! Because I love you so fucking much it hurts! But you know what? You know why I cheated? Why I did this horrible thing to you, to us?...You did break me damn it! I get that I fucked up but you are no angel Kurt Hummel. You think you are so flawless and Christ you are, but even angels fall. You left me”

 Kurt looks like he going to protest but Blaine is having none of it needing to say this. He steps forward voice full of anger, like he knows exactly what Kurt is thinking.

 “I am not talking about moving to New York. I wanted you to move, to live your life, but you left me in every other sense. I didn’t matter to you anymore and you…Christ you are everything! Do you know how that feels?! To have someone be your whole God damn world and you aren’t even a blimp on their radar! So hate me Kurt go ahead and hate for this but don’t for one second stand there and pretend you were the only one with a broken heart. At least yours was a clean cut, mine crumbed into little pieces well before I let some other guy touch my dick!” By the end of it Blaine’s voice is hoarse from screaming. He stands there panting looking at Kurt who is seemingly in a state of shock at Blaine’s outburst. Blaine waits for Kurt to say something but when it becomes clear he won’t even respond Blaine sighs and steps away from the door, not turning to watch Kurt leave.

 Kurt is stunned but when Blaine moves from the door he makes a b-line for it wanting so badly to get out, get away, forget. He is in the doorway when he turns around, needing to say one more thing. One last time.

 “You know he was there for you when I wasn’t, he did things that I couldn’t. For that I am sorry, I’m sorry you thought you lost me already. But you know what no else can ever do Blaine? Love you like me. I never stopped loving you. I never will. So I guess we are just two idiots with broken hearts still painfully in love.” Kurt wipes his eyes were tears are beginning to fall, he is so done crying over this and yet the tears continue to fall.

 Blaine turns around tears in his own eyes, he steps forward reaching out “Kurt-“

 Kurt backs into the hallway shaking his head before walking away. Before he knows why Blaine is racing out to catch up “KURT!” he yells desperately, there is nothing more to say and yet he can’t let go.

 Kurt turns at the end of the hallway raising his hand in a small wave “Goodbye Blaine” before all but running outside.

 Blaine stands there stunned, as music from what must be the after party drifts done the hall.

 “You said you’d never say goodbye to me.” He whispers to the hall so full of them; all just ghosts of what used to be.