A/N: This takes place right after Blaine tries to "make a move?" on Kurt in the back of the car. My head-cannon of what Blaine's thinking about when Kurt is yelling at him.
I shall never own Glee.
"It's all about us, right?"
"Right! It's about us!" Blaine watched as his boyfriend began backing out of the backseat, his voice rising a little after every word he expelled. "Which is why I don't want to do it on a night that you spent half of dancing with another guy! And that you're sober enough to remember it the next day!" Kurt was yelling at him, and it wasn't like the time at the Lima Bean, when they weren't together, when he was mad about the fact Blaine was questioning himself. No, Kurt was yelling at him. He was throwing his hands up in affronted gestures and furrowing his eyebrows together tightly. All of it sent Blaine deep into a painful trip down memory lane. Memories were thrown at him like bombs that exploded on contact, and most contained one person: his father.
"No! Shut up! It's just. A phase!"
"You don't know if your gay or not! You haven't even dated a girl!"
"Why can't you be straight!"
"Just stop, Blaine! Stop! Being! Gay!"
His eyes immediately began to darken in defense as he spoke to his father, slight venom and confusion barely laced in his words. "Why are you yelling at me?"
"Because I've never felt less like being intimate with someone!" Reality slaps Blaine in the face. He isn't with his father; he's with Kurt. Wonderful, beautiful Kurt. His eyebrows soften and his eyes fill with shock and disbelief in what's happening. No, no, no. This isn't happening. Kurt doesn't want him. Just like his dad didn't want him. "And either you can't tell, or you just don't care!"
Fear starts pumping through his veins, and he has to get out. He has to escape. Kurt is all he has, and he has to run away before anything more occurs.
"Where are you going?"
Blaine throws his hands out in defense. "I'm sorry if I'm trying to be spontaneous and fun!"
Hurt flickers across Kurt's eyes at his comment and his breath comes out in a pant-like sigh once more. For a moment Blaine almost thinks of saying "I'm sorry." But he can't. He needs to run away.
"I think I'm just gonna walk home."
I'm not good enough for anyone… not my dad, and not Kurt.
A/N: Short little drabble. I haven't ever written something straight out of the show so… tell Klaine the Unicorn how I did. (He watches over the computer when I'm scared.)