They took turns showering. Blaine swapped the soiled bedspread out for a clean one. Comfortable, clean, and pleasantly exhausted, Kurt sneaked them down to the kitchen for cookies and milk.
"You're quiet," Kurt said, as they worked their way through a sleeve of Oreos.
"You kinda tapped me out." Blaine's mouth twitched into a smile, but it wasn't as bright as earlier ones.
"If we're-if this is moving too fast for you, I get it." Kurt tried to act casual, despite his pounding heart. "My situation isn't ideal." He sighed. "If Remy knew..."
Blaine wiped his mouth with a napkin, watching Kurt with attentive but hooded eyes. "I don't want you to feel pressured. I'll take whatever you can give me. For now."
Something about the exchange didn't sit right with Kurt.
He put away the cookies and rinsed out their glasses, trying to pin down what it was he wanted-needed-to say. He thought about how long they'd known each other. He thought about how fast things had progressed once they'd revealed how they felt, and what a difference three days had already made between them.
He'd hesitated when it came to emotional honesty before and regretted it. He never wanted to associate that emotion with Blaine, if he could help it.
"I'm in love with you," he said, into the silence. He looked up at Blaine. "But I don't know what to do about that. I don't know if-if he'll let me go. And even if he did, I don't know what you want. I'm not going to assume I'm what you want."
Blaine stared at him, his lips parted. A gentle kind of panic settled over his features.
Kurt frowned. "You don't feel the same way."
Blaine's visible panic morphed into even clearer pain. Kurt had no idea what he was thinking.
"I do. I do feel the same way." Blaine's mouth twisted. "That's the problem."
That was not what Kurt wanted to hear. "I see." He looked away. "You-you know I don't want to leave him because of you, right? You were a wake-up call, yeah, but I've wanted out for a long time."
"I know. Let me think. Let me think and-I'll come to you when I can, okay?"
"Okay."
But nothing seemed okay; all Kurt felt was a new kind of fear.
Was it already too late to avoid having his heart broken?
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On The Devil's Path
FanfictionWritten by missbeizy on Archive of Our Own. Kurt, a successful stage actor, was married to a wealthy businessman who had subtly taken control over every aspect of his life. After Kurt's husband pressured him into a life in the country, Blaine was hi...
