Dance With Somebody [Discontinued]

Twenty-Two

"Kurt, good morning," Blaine said as he walked into his dorm.

Sitting on his bed, Kurt didn't look at him. "I disagree."

"What's wrong?" He sat beside him, worried.

"It's gone," he whispered.

"Kurt- Kurt, what do you mean? What's gone?"

Kurt buried his face in his hands, beginning to cry. "I can't even see light anymore, Blaine! I- I thought it was night, that it was still dark out, but then I checked the time. It's worse." He let out a sob. "I'm never going to see you again, Blaine. I'm never going to see your beautiful face."

That thought made Blaine tear up too as he hugged Kurt. "I'm right here, Kurt. I'll be right by your side."

"I dreamed, Blaine," Kurt whispered. "And I dreamt in pictures. But I wake up and I still can't see. I- I don't want to learn braille, I don't want to have to figure out how to navigate being blind. How- how will I pick out outfits? How will I buy clothes? And- and taking notes in class, and math, and reading, and dancing, and playing piano..."

He burst out sobbing, Blaine gently holding him. He couldn't believe what had happened.

He'd take Kurt's place any day, make him the blind one. He trusted Kurt to pick his clothes, to help him out.

But Blaine?

He knew he was going to be absolutely useless to Kurt unless he learned a lot, really fast.