Title: What About us?(2/17)
Chapter What about us? part 2
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: overall NC-17
This Chapter:NC-17
Word count: 4300 (this chapter, chapters will progressively get longer)
Warnings of story as a whole: Strong Language, Explicit sex
Spoilers: Everything up to, and some season three elements, although story goes AU after 2.22.
Disclaimer:Glee is not, never has been, nor ever will be mine. If it was, Blaine would be a damn senior with Kurt.
Summary: Every relationship has problems - The breakdown and rebuilding of Kurt and Blaine's relationship. Klaine Endgame.
This Chapter:“Don't you sweetheart me, Blaine Anderson. Were you even going to tell me, or was I just going to wake up one morning and find a half empty apartment and realize you've left me?”
Beta(s): Of course, thanks goes to my fabulous beta callmerayray who I love and adore. Also a special thank you to judearaya for looking over the first two chapters for me in a pinch.
Author's note: Hummelson!verse! For the purposes of this story and verse, Blaine is not/never was a junior. He's In Kurt's grade, they graduated together and they have an apartment in New York. Rachel is still close by though. oh and I'm sticking with my whole Kurt going into fashion instead of the performing arts, because, well I'm not changing my whole verse just because season three has completely jossed it.

No, you're not imagining it. Yes, this story went from 18 to 17 chapters, because apparently, I can't count.

If interested, you can find the rest of the Hummelson!verse here on my masterlist but I don't think it's absolutely necessary to read the whole verse to understand this story.

And in case you missed it -
ch 1: What About Us? - Part One




Chapter 2 – What about Us? - Part 2

So what about us? What about love?
What about saying that we'll never give up?
Don't want to play here, but we're in danger.
-What about Us? - John Barrowman

Blaine got out of the shower after the water started to go lukewarm and Kurt still hadn't joined him. He toweled off quickly, wrapping one around his waist, using another to dry his hair as he wandered from the bathroom into the bedroom to change. A smile spread over his face when he saw Kurt sitting at the desk.

“Hey baby, when did you get home? I was hoping you'd join me,” he said, leaning over and pecking his boyfriend on the lips. It was then when he didn't feel Kurt's lips move against his, that he finally registered that something was seriously wrong. He crouched down, balancing on the balls of his feet so that he could be eye level with Kurt, stunned when he took in the stiff backed position in the chair, his crossed arms, the stony face, and...were those tears?

“Sweetheart, what's wrong?” he reached up to brush the tears away, but Kurt swatted his hand away, an angry bitter look on his normally angelic face.

“Don't you sweetheart me, Blaine Anderson. Were you even going to tell me, or was I just going to wake up one morning and find a half empty apartment and realize you've left me?”

“Kurt,” Blaine said confused. “What are you talking talking about? Why would I leave you? I love you.”

“You have a funny way of showing it,” Kurt snapped, picking up the acceptance letter and shoving it at his chest before huffing out of the chair and stalking across the room. The action along with him being caught by surprise was enough to throw Blaine off balance so that he fell back and sat hard.

Understanding dawned on Blaine's face. He turned to face Kurt, but stayed where he was on the floor. “Kurt, I just got the letter today. I haven't had time to talk to you about it.”

“Oh,yeah, that makes sense,” Kurt hissed, turning around to face Blaine. “But when you applied months ago you didn't think that that was maybe something we should discuss?”

Blaine sighed. “Look, Kurt, I know I should have told you, but I didn't even know if I would get in. I figured there was no sense in bringing up the issue before then...”

“That's bullshit, Blaine, and you know it.” Kurt continued to stare at him stonily. “How could you not know you'd get in? They accepted you four years ago, and you're at the top of your class. How could they not want you?”

“Kurt,” Blaine started but Kurt cut him off.

“What happened to Columbia? We discussed that for years. That was the plan Blaine. When the hell did Harvard become part of the plan?”

“I did apply to Columbia, Kurt, and I got in, but I just needed to know if I could still get into Harvard,” Blaine said helplessly, getting up off floor and approaching Kurt slowly, tentatively settling his hands on Kurt's crossed arms, trying to get Kurt to look at him. Kurt resolutely kept his eyes averted. “I just needed to prove something to myself.”

“So you're not going then?” Kurt's eyes snapped up to look at Blaine seriously. Blaine swallowed thickly, not saying anything.

“You want to go.” Kurt's voice sounded dead, without emotion. It wasn't a question. It was a statement. “More than Columbia?”

Blaine closed his eyes willing the tears to not come. It didn't work. “Yes.”

Kurt pushed Blaine's arms away, stepping away from him, hurt and anger written all over his face. “Damn it,Blaine, didn't you think that was something we should have discussed before now, before I almost...” Kurt cut off, suddenly looking angry at himself for letting something slip.

“You almost what?” Blaine questioned.

“Nothing.” Kurt's entire body froze up, his face hard and impassive, his eyes downcast, arms once again curling around his chest.

“Kurt, please don't shut me out.” Blaine pleaded approaching him again, reaching out to pull him towards him. Kurt slapped his outstretched hand away.

“What, like you shut me out?”

“Kurt, that's not what I did!”

Kurt quirked an eyebrow at him, his face stony, hard and judgmental.

“That's...I didn't intentionally...” Blaine stammered. He hadn't shut Kurt out. He wouldn't. At least he didn't think he did. But maybe from Kurt's perspective he could see why he would think that.

And deep down he always felt guilty about not talking to Kurt about it. He had had his doubts about how Kurt would react after all. Still, he never imagined this – this overriding anger and hurt. He knew that Kurt would be upset of course, but he thought that overall Kurt would understand and be happy for him. Looking at Kurt though he saw no understanding, only confusion and betrayal. He never wanted to see that look on Kurt's face. And now he was the cause of it. Intentionally or not.

“I don't understand, Blaine,” Kurt said, his voice low and broken. Blaine watched helplessly as Kurt's eyes began to fill with tears. “I thought you couldn't live without me? I thought we were going to spend forever together.”

“We are!” Blaine cried, feeling close to tears himself.

“So why do you want to go to a school over 200 miles away from me?”

Blaine's heart felt like it was breaking. How had he been so wrong about how Kurt would feel about this? He reached for Kurt one last time and felt relief rush through him when Kurt didn't pull away. “Kurt, I don't want to, but I need to prove to myself that I can do this. I need to prove that I can go to the best schools and be the best and Kurt, Harvard is the best. I know I should have told you. I know I messed up on this one, but I have to go. I have to this time, Kurt. I passed it up last time because I didn't know if we'd survive it, but this time...”

“Don't go.”

It was Blaine's turn to pull away slightly, staring at Kurt in disbelief. “What?”

“I, as the man you claim to love, am asking you to not go. To stay here with me. You can still be the best and not go to Harvard, Blaine. Please stay with me.” Kurt's words cut through Blaine like a knife. He hadn't been expecting this. No matter what, even if they didn't understand, they had always supported each other in the end.

“Kurt,” Blaine started, trying not to cry at the insinuations in Kurt's statement. “You know I love you. It's not a claim. You are my absolute everything and you know that I will always be in your life because I can't stand the thought of you not being in mine.” He leaned back in, resting his forehead against Kurt's, closing his eyes as he vehemently tried to make Kurt understand. “But Kurt, I have to do this. Please don't ask this of me. You didn't last time. You understood last time. You let me make my own decision. Please let me do it this time.”

Kurt pushed Blaine away, making him stagger backwards. “Last time I trusted that you would choose me! I didn't want you to go to Harvard, Blaine. I wanted you to come to New York with me, and I trusted that you would make that decision too. But this time...you've already made up your mind!”

“Kurt,” Blaine whispered helplessly. He didn't know what else to say.

“So why don't you do it already? Put us both out of our misery.”

“Kurt, what are you...?” Blaine asked confused. Kurt's words didn't make any sense to him at all.

Kurt took a deep breath before answering, schooling his face into a cold stone, impassive expression. “Just breakup with me.”

~

Blaine stared at Kurt incredulously. “What?”

Kurt held his ground even though it broke his heart to utter the words. Blaine could protest all he wanted but Kurt knew in his heart that Blaine would never willingly leave him unless he no longer felt the same about him. Maybe he didn't know it yet, but it was clear to Kurt that he and Blaine were not in the same place anymore. “Break up with me. Get it over with. It's going to happen eventually anyways.”

“Kurt, no. How can you even think that?” Kurt watched as Blaine's eyes filled with tears. His voice shook as he spoke and Kurt felt like he was breaking in two hearing the pain in Blaine's voice. Blaine might not realize that his feelings had changed yet, but the distance...Kurt knew it would tear them apart eventually. It was inevitable, and Kurt would be damned if he stood by and watched their relationship fall apart slowly. No, it was better this way. As much as it hurt, they needed to end it before they ended up hating each other.

“How can I not, Blaine?” Kurt's own voice quivered with tears, but he pressed on. He had to say this. He had to do this. “We'll never see each other, and three years is a long time to be away from someone you love. It will never work.”

“Of course it will work!” Blaine cried, grabbing Kurt and holding him close, one hand around his waist, the other behind his neck, holding Kurt's head to force him to look at him. “Do you know why? Because I love you too fucking much for it not to work.”

Kurt closed his eyes, unable to look at Blaine. He wanted to believe that, but while his heart was screaming at him that Blaine was telling him the truth, his head was screaming at him louder. He shook his head, pulling away, trying to make sense of the jumbled emotions and thoughts running through him.

“If you loved me you wouldn't leave me.” As soon as the words exited his mouth, Kurt instantly regretted them. The look of pain on Blaine's face was almost enough to pull him into his arms and kiss him senseless, uttering a thousand apologies, stating that he didn't mean it, he just didn't understand. He wanted to beg Blaine to make him understand. But then Blaine spoke again and all thoughts of apologizing flew out of his head.

“And if you loved me you'd understand why I have to do this!” Blaine's reply was fierce and full of conviction.

Hearing Blaine state that Kurt didn't love him because he didn't understand cut him to the core. Part of him rationalized that Blaine was just getting back at him for insinuating that Blaine didn't love him, but more than that, the part of him that really didn't understand but wanted to, was irate at being told that he didn't love Blaine. Because he did. He truly did love Blaine, and his not understanding had nothing to do with his love for Blaine.

“I understand, I just don't understand why you have to do it away from me!” Kurt cried before he collapsed in a heap on the floor, completely sobbing now, unable to control his emotions any longer. Today had held so much promise. Tonight was supposed to be perfect. They were going to celebrate Kurt's possible job, and Kurt was going to propose. He had had it all planned. They'd be married by the fall and start the rest of their lives together. When did it go so wrong? Kurt couldn't even fathom the words coming out of his mouth, even as he said them. He wanted to ask Blaine to marry him and here he was telling him to break up with him and accusing him of not really loving him. He knew deep down that wasn't true, but his perfect plans were being shot to hell in one fell swoop and he couldn't stop the word vomit coming from his mouth. He couldn't stop the anger and resentment he had towards Blaine either. Maybe if Blaine had talked to him about this all the way along, but he felt like he'd been blind sided. He thought they were on the same page, but apparently they had been walking two very different paths.

He felt a gentle hand on his shoulder and a finger tugging his chin up to force him to look up to find Blaine kneeling before him, his face broken and hurting, his eyes filled with tears. At least Blaine was as torn up about all of this as he felt. Not that it made it any better.

“Kurt, please listen to me. I am never breaking up with you. Ever. And I'm not allowing you to break up with me either. You're stuck with me. I love you too much to ever leave you, I thought you knew that.”

Kurt watched as Blaine's tears spilled over freely, leaving tear tracks down his otherwise flawless cheeks. His voice was so vehement as he spoke to Kurt, yet so broken at the same time over the suggestion of them breaking up that Kurt couldn't take it anymore. He let out a broken sob as Blaine crashed their lips together, hard and pressing and wanting.

Kurt let Blaine overpower him in the kiss, clinging to Blaine as they fell to the floor, not bothering to get up to move the two steps it would take to get to the bed. He just let Blaine take him. Right there, in the middle of the bedroom, his deft fingers quickly removing Kurt's shirt and making quick work of his pants as well.

Kurt grasped at Blaine's shoulders and dragged his nails down Blaine's back hard, sure that he had left a mark there before letting his hands wander below the towel, the only thing that separated their bare skin from each other, and quickly removed the offending fabric.

Blaine immediately pressed his body against Kurt's, grinding his hips hard against his causing Kurt to moan wantonly into Blaine's mouth.

There was no move for a condom or lube although the lube would have helped ease the slight pain the friction from their erections rubbing together caused. There was nothing gentle or patient about it either. They laid there on the floor, Blaine on top of Kurt, rutting into each other hard and fast while Blaine kissed Kurt hard and possessively, his tongue exploring deep and dominating.

It was a new sensation for Kurt to have sex like this. It's not like they had never fought before or had make up sex, or even had sex on the floor, but they'd never fought like this before. They'd never threatened to break up before. And they'd never been so possessive in the way they made love before, as if they were scared that if they did or said the wrong thing this would be the last time they'd ever be together like this.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's ass getting a squeeze in before Blaine broke the kiss to remove his hands, pinned them above his head and held them there before ducking down and claiming Kurt's mouth once again, thrusting hard against him so that Kurt's hips thrust upwards automatically, his back arching to bring him off the floor slightly while letting out a whimper in ecstasy.

It scared Kurt a little, how much he enjoyed being pinned down like this by Blaine. They had experimented with dominance slightly, but nothing like this. Kurt couldn't ever remember being pinned down with a grip so tight and strong that he physically couldn't move his hands even if he wanted too. Usually if Kurt flexed against Blaine's grip, Blaine would loosen his hold and allow him to explore Blaine's body again. But tonight Blaine was all tight grip and domineering as he roughly ground into Kurt. And for all his protests and struggles against Blaine's hold on him, Kurt loved every second of it.

“Blaine, let me touch please,” Kurt whined while Blaine was eagerly sucking on Kurt's neck, biting and using teeth, but careful enough to sooth the sting by laving the bruising skin with his tongue in between bites and sucks.

Blaine kissed a trail up to Kurt's ear and whispered into it as he rolled his hips into Kurt's.

“Tonight you're all mine. You have to understand, that nothing will ever change that. You're mine. All mine. I'm never letting you go. Not for any reason. Harvard, my parents, nothing.”

Kurt whimpered, Blaine's whispers being exactly what he needed to hear and going straight to his cock.

“I'm never breaking up with you, Kurt Hummel. Never. That's a promise.”

Kurt bucked his hips up into Blaine's hard and was rewarded with a deep moan in his ear. The action caught Blaine off guard and his grip slacked on Kurt's wrists enough that Kurt was able to pull them free. Blaine made a reach for them again, but before he could pin him down again, Kurt turned the tables and flipped them so that Blaine was now on his back, Kurt pinning him to the floor with his wrists above his head.

Kurt kissed Blaine dirtily before allowing his lips to kiss a trail to Blaine's ear. “I'm holding you to that Blaine Anderson. I can't lose you.” He whispered fiercely into his ear before rolling his hips deeply causing Blaine to cry out in pleasure.

With Kurt in control, things seemed to speed up considerably. Blaine seemed more than fine with Kurt taking over. In fact he seemed to be enjoying it as much if not more than when he had been dominating the act, if the moans and profanities streaming from his lips were any indication. Every moan, every sigh, every 'Fuck, Kurt' turned Kurt on so much that it soon became impossible to keep up their steady rhythm. With shaky unsteady breaths, a deep long kiss, and a final thrust of his hips Kurt was coming with Blaine's name on his lips, and was soon rewarded by hearing his own name from Blaine. Kurt completely collapsed on top of Blaine completely exhausted and spent, letting his body go limp so Blaine could feel the full weight of him.

After their breaths had steadied, and just as Kurt was about to drift off to sleep, he felt Blaine roll them over so that Kurt was on his side, and then his back. He didn't stay there for long though as his limp, tired form was suddenly lifted up bridal style into Blaine's strong, capable arms.

“Can you walk baby, or do I need to carry you into the bathroom to clean up?” Blaine asked, a loving, gentle tone to his voice.

Kurt forced his eyes open to gaze up at his lover. “I can make it.”

Gently Kurt was lowered down onto his feet, Blaine's arms still wrapped tight around him. They tightened some more as Blaine pulled him close. He buried his face in Kurt's shoulder and Kurt returned the embrace. They stood there for quite some time, naked and uncaring, just holding each other as the severity of the fight washed over them. Neither spoke as they were too afraid of the argument, afraid that it would start up again, apologies on both of their minds but neither quite willing to go first.

Finally, Blaine broke the stalemate, pulling his head and Kurt's up to look him in the eyes. “I'm so sorry, Kurt. I should have talked with you about this before, I just...” Blaine cut off, tears evident in his shaking voice.

“I know, you were afraid of how I'd react. And I shouldn't have over reacted like that.” Kurt admitted. He realized that. It was stupid really, to think that where Blaine went to graduate school was directly related to how Blaine felt about him, especially when Blaine spent every day showing him otherwise. Blaine had never given him a reason to doubt before. It didn't have to mean the end, just a prolonging of their futures. Kurt had waited this long. He could wait a few more years.

“No baby, you didn't over react,” Blaine said, brushing a few stray tears away with his thumb.

“Yes, Blaine. I did.” Kurt said, trying to keep his voice light, but failing. “I tried to break up with you. I'd say that's over reacting don't you?”

Blaine chuckled dryly. “Well, yeah, maybe a little. But I did blind side you with this and I'm sorry.”

“Me too.” Kurt swallowed the emotions swelling within him, thinking of his plans. It wasn't going to happen. Not now. Not now that he knew Blaine wasn't on the same page. “Tonight was supposed to be perfect and about celebrating us, and...” he trailed off, looking over at the clock on the nightstand. “That's not going to happen now, we've long since missed our reservations now.”

“Kurt, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-” Blaine started, but Kurt cut him off.

“Don't apologize for missing dinner, I can cook a nice meal here just as well, and well, the sex was kind of worth it..” Kurt joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Blaine laughed, burying his head in Kurt's shoulder. “Yeah, the sex was worth it. After a few seconds he spoke up again. “The fight sucked though.”

Kurt nodded, knowing Blaine could feel the action even if he couldn't see it. “It's just,” Kurt started, knowing what needed to be said, but not knowing exactly how to say it. He took a deep breath and prayed that he could articulate his words accurately and not upset Blaine. He didn't have the strength to argue like that again.

“I do understand you needing to do this, love, or at least, I want to understand, and that's what scares me. It scares me that you feel the need to do something away from me. Because I need to stay in New York and try and get this amazing job at Vogue, and I need to do that for me, but if you're away...We've never needed separate things before. Anything we've done we've always found a way to do them together and it scares me that that isn't the case. Because what if that means that we're growing apart?”

“Baby, no, I'd never...” Blaine said pulling his head up so that he could capture Kurt's lips with his own. Kurt savored the kiss before he finally pulled away needing to say this.

“It's just that...I had it all planned out in my head you know. Us spending the rest of our lives together, here in New York. Me at Vogue and you a big time lawyer, and we were supposed to get married and adopt a kid after a few years and live happily ever after and now with you going to Harvard it's like it's all disappearing and I'm just afraid it's never going to happen now.”

Blaine framed Kurt's face with his hands, forcing Kurt to look into his eyes. “Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, don't you think for a second that my going to a school out of state is going to change any of that. It is going to happen. It will happen. I promise you. It's just...going to have to wait for a few more years is all.”

Kurt blinked back the tears. A few more years. He could do that. As long as Blaine still wanted it, he could wait. He hoped. “You promise?”

“With everything that I am, Kurt. I promise that everything you planned and dreamed will happen. Just...after I graduate from law school.”

Kurt took a shuddering breath, thinking wistfully of that ring stashed in his closet. How badly he had wanted to put that ring on Blaine's finger tonight. But Blaine was right. He needed to do this, and Kurt needed to let him. If he didn't let him, Blaine would end up resenting him and he couldn't let that happen. The ring wasn't going anywhere. It could wait.

“Okay. Okay, if this is really what you want, we'll make it work.” He conceded with a sigh, though not without reservations.

Blaine smiled sadly and kissed Kurt's lips softly before tugging him towards their bathroom. “Come on,” he said teasing a little bit. “How about a shower to clean up before we make some dinner?”

Kurt laughed a little as Blaine started up the shower, turning the nobs to get the water to the right temperature. He could do this. He could push passed the sinking feeling in his heart that everything had changed now and forced himself to lighten the mood and stay positive. “You know, before I found that letter, I was going to join you.”

Blaine smirked. “Oh yeah? Had anything in particular in mind you wanted to do in there?”

“A few things,” Kurt said coyly.

“Why don't you show me this time?” Blaine teased and then unceremoniously pulled Kurt into the hot steaming water.

Kurt forced himself to relax into Blaine’s arms and kissed him passionately as the hot water rolled over their bodies. It might not have been the night that Kurt had planned, but this, he thought as he and Blaine explored each others bodies with their mouths under the steaming water, this could work for him any day. Just as long as at the end of the day, they were still each others.

Chapter 3 coming soon

AN: For those of you who are interested, this is the song that inspired the whole story, and particularly the first two chapters. Sung by the amazing John Barrowman. God, I love this music video.