What if the day after Mr. Schue's wedding Blaine gets upset about Kurt using him for sex and they get in a fight. Also this is a bit more mature that other chapters so if your not okay with that then skip it.
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"Just friends."
"Just friends."
"Just friends."
That was all that he heard. He used him. He used him for sex.
"Kurt can we talk for a minute?" Blaine asked, quietly as they walked down the hallway, arms linked.
"Sure." Kurt replied. "But we've been together all day, so we've been talking all day."
Blaine pulled Kurt into an empty classroom, closing the door behind them. "I meant in private."
"Okay."
"When you go back to New York are you gonna tell that guy, or whatever, what happened?" Blaine asked, quietly as he sat down on one of the desks.
"No." Kurt replied, getting annoyed already. "I am not going to tell my almost boyfriend that I fucked my ex."
When Kurt said 'fucked' Blaine's eyes filled with tears. "Fucked?" It came out as a broken whisper. "Since when do we fuck?" It had always been more that that. They had never referred to it as fucking. It was always making love or sometimes sex, but never fucking.
Kurt looked at him, noticing his tear filled eyes. It made him even more annoyed. He was the one that cheated. He was the one that ruined this relationship. "Since you ruined this relationship!"
Blaine looked up at him, tears finally starting to fall down his cheeks. He looked down at his hands as the tears made their way down his cheeks. "I g-get it. Your moving on. And I get that I'm the o-only one you ever d-done that with. Or at l-least I think I am. B-But using me, that makes me feel worthless. Like I d-don't matter."
Kurt remembered when his dad gave him the talk, telling him not to throw himself around because he mattered.
"I already h-hate myself. I hated m-my self before we met. But when we started d-dating, you made me feel like I meant something. L-like someone actually c-cared about me. You were the only person that I thought would never make me feel b-bad about myself. But now? Your making me feel so much worse."
Kurt was getting fed up. "God, Blaine, get over yourself."
Blaine looked up and Kurt was sure he had never seen so much hurt and pain in those hazel eyes. "You know, I was at the pharmacy the one d-day. A few weeks after we b-broke up. I was getting sleeping p-pills." He looked back down. "I was going to t-take them all that n-night. But your dad came and invited me over for a Friday Night Dinner and I p-promised I would go. So I didn't b-buy them."
"B-But I needed to do something. So I found my old r-razors. From b-before we met." Kurt was now regretting telling him to get over himself. And he was regretting using him.
Blaine pulled up his sleeve, holding his wrist out to Kurt. Kurt looked at all of the marks, the healed ones from years ago and the newer ones. Blaine pointed to a bad looking cut. "That's from this morning. The majority of them are on my hips though."
Blaine looked back down. "I'm surprised you didn't notice any of them at the wedding. I guess you really were just fucking me."
"Blaine I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done what I did. I only did it because I miss you so much and I'm only withh Adam because I'm trying to get over you, but it doesn't feel right because he's not you and I didn't sleep with him and I-"
"Wanted somebody to fuck? I get it. I mean, I guess I was so needy because you weren't answering my calls and so I slept with Eli and got slut shamed for a week, by Puck. Puck. Artie too. According to Artie I'm a terrible person and I don't deserve to be loved. I mean I already knew that but-"
"Blaine, shut up! You are an amazing person. You do deserve to be loved. You made one mistake, it doesn't define who you are and-"
"It defined who is was for you. Before I cheated, you trusted me with your life. Now, you wouldn't even trust me to grab the right freaking bowtie from your closet!" The tears were falling hard down his cheeks again. Kurt had tears on his own cheeks and he stepped closer to Blaine, cupping his cheeks woth his hands.
"I do trust you. And I love you." Kurt whispered, pressing his forehead to Blaine's. "Okay?" He wiped away the tears from his cheeks.
"Okay."
"I love you. So much. And I'm sorry for making you feel so worthless. I'm sorry for using you. But I don't wanna be just friends anymore."
"I'd don't either." Blaine whispered.
"Kiss me."
Blaine pressed their lips together softly, wrapping his arms around Kurt's neck. When he pulled away he lent his forehead against Kurt's.
"I love you." Blaine whispered.
"I love you too." Kurt whispered, standing straight and pulling Blaine off the desk. Blaine held his hand tightly, intertwining their fingers. "Do you have glee?" Blaine nodded. "Let's go."
When the walked in the choir room, Blaine went over to Mr. Schue and told him he has an announcment.
"Okay, everybody, Blaine has an announcment! Go ahead, Blaine."
"Me and Kurt are officially, back together!"
"YES!" Sam shouted. Blaine smiled, grabbing Kurt's hand and walking to his seat. Kurt sat next to them and kept their hands together.
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After glee club Kurt and Blaine went to Blaine's house. His parents weren't home, but they were just cuddling on Blaine's bed. "Honey?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah?"
"Where are your razors?" Blaine looked up, a nervous look on his face. He reached over to his bedside table, pulling out a cd case before handing it to Kurt. "Your not getting these back."
"I don't need them."
"Promise me that you won't harm yourself anymore."
"I promise." He replied, leaning up to kiss Kurt. Kurt looked at Blaine.fpr a minutes before tugging the younger boy's shirt off to examine the cuts on his hips. He leaned down pressing a kiss to all of the healing cuts on his hips before grabbing his right had and kissing all the cuts on his wrist, doing the same with his left.
