All's Well That Ends Well

Afterglow

He really didn't plan to go back up to the roof. The sunset was gorgeous tonight, sure, but he planned to go straight into the apartment. Blaine sounded absolutely destroyed on the phone, all Kurt wanted to do was go inside and make everything better. But there was one problem: He didn't have his keys.

So, when he realized this as he pulled his car into the parking lot, he rolled his eyes in frustration and took the stairs all of the way to the top floor. Kurt pushed the door open, and he stepped out onto the roof, half expecting to find Blaine already up there waiting for him. He wasn't too disappointed when he wasn't there, because he knew that Blaine would come to find him eventually. He always did.

Kurt took a few steps out, towards the ledge, and looked out towards the sky- it looked exactly the way it did the first time Blaine brought him up here. Colors swirling around and highlighting the sparse clouds, the city skyline outlined with the gold light from the sun. Kurt thought back to that day, and thought about how it must have been the day he began feeling something for Blaine, something bigger than hatred, bigger than the friendship they managed to rekindle- something beautiful, too gorgeous and authentic to handle alone. He didn't have to handle it alone, right from the day in the pillow fort, Kurt knew that it wouldn't be handled alone, that Blaine would be right there beside him, trying to figure things out himself, too.

Only now, Blaine wasn't next to him. He was somewhere downstairs, waiting for Kurt to walk through the doors so he could apologize and promise that it'd never happen again. Kurt knew that he was sorry, he knew it from the moment that it happened, he just wasn't able to forgive Blaine that easily, he had to understand that. Kurt wished that there was no such thing as internal conflict. He had been battling with himself for the past three days, going back and forth in his head trying to figure out how he managed to break what he loved so much, and he didn't know what to blame. But at this point, Kurt didn't care- he was ready for it all to be over.

Kurt huffs as he stares out at the city skyline. He wondered how it could be so beautiful when everything felt so... wrong. Then, he heard the door swing open behind him, and a breath of relief, signifying Blaine's arrival. Kurt fought the urge to turn around, and kept staring out at the sky as if he wasn't even there, training his eyes on a bird that landed on a power line across the street from the building.

"You came back?" Blaine asks, and Kurt can hear the desperation in his voice. Blaine tentatively walks towards him and stops when they're only about a foot apart. He waits for Kurt to turn around, but a few moments pass and he doesn't, making Blaine frown and gaze at him sadly. "Kurt, I am so, so sorry that I hurt you. I didn't mean... I know that I shouldn't have said any of that. I blew things out of proportion, and I was just so upset about the entire situation that I lashed out, and I shouldn't have done that to you. You didn't deserve that, and I love-" He cuts himself off, not wanting to go too far in such a fragile moment. "Just don't go, please, I don't want to lose this with you. You are more important to me than anything, Kurt."

Kurt is silent for a few minutes, reveling in the silence as he makes Blaine wait for his response. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Blaine walk up next to him, staring at him intently. Without turning his head, Kurt begins to speak, soft and low. "What do you think it's like to fly for the first time? I mean, here you are, up in this nest, the only home you've ever known. Even though your DNA and hundreds of years of evolution is telling you that if you jump, you won't hit the ground, you can never really know. Relationships are like that. You give someone your heart to look after and you tell yourself that you're safe, but you never know if today or tomorrow is gonna be the day that they drop it like a stone."

Standing next to him, Blaine's eyes are welling up with tears. "Kurt, I'm really, really, really sorry." His voice cracks with each word, and by the end, his voice is barely above a whisper.