"Blaine wondered if Kurt felt it too, how everything was epigraphed as "the last". Every kiss tasted like the last, every touch left in its wake a tingling that pulsed with its finality. He wanted nothing more than to kill that feeling because he loved this boy. This was the boy who bought him coffee when school got to be too much, the boy who gave him flowers to make him happy, the boy whose voice struck something ineffable and otherworldly when he sang and well, he was going to miss him, goddamit." THIS^^^^^^ Well, okay, I loved this entire thing but I felt like it was necessary to C/P this little bit Beautiful and sexy and wonderful and my love for this one-shot is almost equal to my love for you ALL THE AWARDS for you, my dearest <3