Chapter 12
When Kurt opened the door to go to his job interview this morning, he expected everything but this...
Blaine was sitting on the floor in front of his door curled up in a corner and asleep.
His front door was wide open and Kurt's note was crumpled in his fist tightly.
Oh my God...
Kurt kneeled down and shook Blaine's arm gently, but the man didn't stir.
So he called his name starting in a whisper and going louder and louder.
He ran a hand down his face, his thumb feeling his cheek and held his fist in his other hand trying to shake him awake,
"Blaine... honey you need to wake up..."
"Mmhm.."
"I know, I know... but you're on the floor... let's get you back inside. Come on.."
"Ku-rt?"
"Yes, it's me Blaine... now please get up.."
Blaine shot his eyes open but closed them right away when he realized it wasn't a dream, but Kurt actually talking to him.
He didn't remember his bed being *that* uncomfortable, and his room being *that* bright... it didn't make sense...
Why was Kurt in his room anyway? Did they end up back at his appartement yesterday night?
He couldn't remember...
But he let himself be guided... his head hurt too much to think straight right know and he needed coffee...
"Wh-what happened?"
"I don't know... I found you on my doorstep this morning... Where do you keep your aspirin?"
He was now laying on something more comfortable but the feeling in his mouth was awful. Why was he on Kurt's doorstep?
Did he sleep in the hallway?
Oh my god! I slept in the hallway!
*chuckle*
"Yes you did."
"Did I say that out loud?"
*groan*
"Fuck- my head hurts..."
"Blaine, where do you keep your aspirin?"
"Uhm... look in that drawer next to the cupboard on your left..."
He took the medicine and looked up at Kurt. He was wearing a tight fitting white shirt and a dark neckerchief. There was an expensive looking broach on his dark cardigan and his hair was perfectly styled... he looked smart...
"Going somewhere?"
"Yeah actually... 'had a job interview this morning..."
And it took time for Blaine to process Kurt's statement. It took him time to realize he used the past tense. It took him a few more seconds for the connections in his slow, intoxicated brain to figure out what that meant and finally his face fell,
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Fanfic[Klaine fanfiction] 'You have one unread message...' "Man I'm so sorry for what happened at the office... y- I... I don't even know what to say I- ... Like I said... if you need anything... Just- Please answer the phone, ok? We'll figure something...
