Mollie had been nowhere to be found this particular morning, and, curious as ever, Blaine had decided to follow the red string. Perhaps Kurt would have some answers. A chill ran through Blaine as he stepped through the gates of the cemetery, but he continued, unaware of the changes that had just happened. His eyes on the string in front of him, he watched as it grew shorter and shorter, until he was standing a few feet behind the thin boy. Kurt held a rose in his hand and was speaking softly, and to hear him better, Blaine moved closer.
"Hey, Mom." Kurt was saying, his eyes on the tombstone in front of him. He hesitated before kneeling down, resting the rose against the headstone. "Happy birthday. I miss you. Nothing new there." He chuckled softly, his laughter trailing off. "I really miss you, Mom. Things are…things are hard. The other kids in Glee…they don’t really understand. I’m completely alone. I just..I just keep getting this feeling like I missed something, like…like I missed someone.” Kurt paused, shaking his head. “I’m being ridiculous.” He whispered softly. Blaine stepped up behind him, kneeling down. He reached forward, putting his hand on Kurt’s shoulder as he often did, the familiar wanting and needing flowing through him. Only this time -
"Who are you?!" Kurt nearly shouted, whirling around at the touch and looking up at Blaine with wide eyes, and for once, his eyes didn’t go straight through Blaine, but rather, right at him.
"You can see me." Blaine whispered in disbelief, completely oblivious to the expression of fear on Kurt’s face. "You can see me."
"Who are you?!” Kurt repeated, standing up quickly and darting behind the headstone, staring at Blaine warily. “Of course I can see you!” Despite the situation, a smile filled with both disbelief and relief spread across Blaine’s lips, and he stepped forward.
"How do you know my name?"
"I can explain."
"You’ve got ten minutes, and then I’m out of here."
"Ten minutes is all I need."
(picture by the lovely angelica.)