Klaine One Shots

Symphonies Exploding in The Sky

Just another soulmate!au.... I'm obsessed with these things. The title is taken from the song Sad Song by We The Kings because that's the song that I was listening to when I thought of this idea. (BTW, there are probably inaccuracies to things that occur later in the story--not telling what for spoiler reasons--but if there are inaccuracies, I apologize)

Kurt Hummel had long since gotten used to the empty space above his heart, had accepted the fact that he would probably be one of those people who never met their soulmate and got their tattoo above there. He figured, besides his dad's tattoo and the few platonic ones, he'd only get maybe one or two more, but he never truly thought he'd get his soulmate's tattoo. 

When he was seven, he vaguely remembers asking his parents why he had those strange markings on his body. And why they were different than his friends, and why his name was on his mom's wrist, and on his dad's hip. When they explaining it, he decided he wanted to be the person who'd got the most tattoos in the world, because that meant he was the most loved, and the way his parents love him was awesome, why wouldn't he want to be loved by more people? That just meant more people to buy him ice cream, and ice cream was awesome.

As he got older, he realized that wasn't actually the case. The tattoos don't just show up on your body when somebody loves you, you have to love them back. His dad's tattoo was on the back of his right shoulder, big, blocky letters that spelled out Burt, and his mom's was on the outside of his left thigh, the name Elizabeth spelled out in loopy letters that Burt told him that was pretty close to her own signature. When she died, Kurt would periodically trace over those letters as a reminder of his mother, which later became a habit. Whenever he's feeling stressed or anxious, he'd lightly run a finger over her name and remember what she smelled like and felt like when she hugged him, and it would usually help him calm down. 

Later in high school, he got two more names, Rachel's name was on his left bicep, written in blocks like his dad's, but cursive like his mom's. Probably because she took up so much space with her personality even though she's so tiny. Mercedes's tattoo fit her sassy personality, and it appeared on his right side, on his ribs. 

He didn't expect the other two tattoos to show up, never thought that he'd get another mother or a brother. Carole's appeared almost instantly after she became engaged to Burt, this time showing up on his other thigh, right opposite of his mom's tattoo. He smiled the day after he got it, and nearly teared up when she showed him his name on her right shoulder, the same spot that his dad's tattoo was on her left shoulder. Finn's took a little longer, but eventually showed up during the wedding, appearing on his left calf. 

But the spot above his heart remained empty. It was still semi-rare to meet your soulmate, a lot of people went their entire lives without meeting the person who's name was supposed to be written on their chest. Sometimes, even after his dad met Carole, Kurt would notice how his dad places a hand over his heart, daydreaming. He never asked him what he thought about when he did that, it always seemed like a private moment between his dad and his soulmate. 

As the years went on and Kurt graduated high school, then went to New York and graduated college, his number of tattoos stayed the same, the spot above his heart remained blank, and he came to the realization that he probably wouldn't meet his soulmate. He accepted it, but there was still that tiny part of his mind that longed to be able to wake up and look in the mirror, seeing his soulmate's name tattooed there on his chest. 

It was just a normal day of work for Kurt. He had gotten cast in an ensemble role for one of the off Broadway plays, determined to slowly start working his way up towards getting cast as a character that at least has a name. The audience wasn't as packed that night for their performance, seeing as the play had been going on for several months already. Kurt very much expected that it would end soon, and had already set up auditions with several other opportunities.