O.k. so I just had this image of Blaine walking down a hallway holding hands with a girl in my brain, and this is the result. It was just going to be a one shot, but I have a couple ideas I wanted to throw in here... Anyway I hope you enjoy the angst. If you want a spoiler, I'll tell you I am a sucker for a happy ending when it comes to klaine...

Disclaimer: I am not Ryan Murphy! I do not own Glee (or American Horror Sotry for that matter). If I did own Glee Kurt and Blaine's first time would have been super awkward and drawn out :)


Blaine walked down the hallway a smile stretched tight across his face. He saw heads turning in surprise as he went by. The hand in his was pale and surprisingly soft. Finn who was at his locker, jolted out of his "Rachel won't shut up" trance when he saw the unexpected sight before him. Rachel glanced up sensing Finn's change and gave a rather dramatic gasp in shock. As the couple continued on their way to class they could see the whispers starting to spread like wild fire out and away from them to satisfy the needs of gossip hungry teenagers. Blaine's counterpart looked at him for reassurance, so he turned and smiled, though there was something in his eye that didn't ring true. A badly concealed lie glinted there angrily.

Blaine knew it was a bitch move. He was aware of the pain this could, and in all probability would cause, and yet he couldn't bring himself to feel any remorse. Did that mean he was a bad person? He shook his head slightly in an unsuccessful attempt to clear it and pushed the question away to be addressed later. Then he turned and smiled at the pretty girl attached to his arm.

Kurt heard it from Mercedes first. Then Rachel. Then Tina. He seemed to be the last to know and it didn't just sting. It cut, deeper than he would have thought possible. How could Blaine, his confidant, best friend, and (ex?)boyfriend, do this to him. Yes they had fought, but Kurt had been relatively prepared to be civil towards Blaine and move on. Not anymore. If he was truly going to go there then Kurt was absolutely ready to meet him in battle.


The only word to describe Glee practice that afternoon was brutal. Kurt looked like at any minute he might throw up or kick Blaine in the nuts. Blaine was trying to be his usual dapper self, but badly hiding that inside he wanted to punch someone. Everyone else was simply tense. Nobody had been able to extract the story of the break up from either of them so taking sides wasn't an option, although most of the kids agreed that Blaine taking a girl out was not only a bitch move to Kurt, but also unfair to her. Even Mr. Shue managed to sense the elephant in the room.

"Uhmm." He cleared his throat conspicuously. "So if any of you would care to sing about something, that you know, is happening in your life right now. You know get those emotions out thereā€¦"

"Yes. I have something I would like to sing." Blaine stood up confidently, his eyes glinting as he stood in front of the club and began to sing.

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter,

I'm gonna mail it straight to you.

I'm gonna bring back to your mind,

What you said about always bein' true.

Bout our secret hidin' places;

Bein' daily satisfied.

I can see you sittin' and readin' it,

While you hang you head and cry.

I just hope you're not so sad,

You're gonna go down suicide.

Mercedes looked at Kurt, who sat shell shocked. "I didn't really see him as a Johnny Cash kind of guy" she whispered. Kurt just stared straight ahead, no emotion evident in his features.

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter:

Put it special delivery.

'Cause it's gonna be full of stuff,

That's only known to you and me.

'Bout how every time I get turned on,

You turn me off and bring me down.

It'll be about the darkest news,

That ever did arrive in your hometown.

It'll be about the saddest thing,

Your mailman ever did bring around.

Blaine's eyes didn't leave Kurt's as he sang, emotion running through his voice. He changed the song. He made it personal. The underlying anger and pain in his voice was as evident as if it had been written on his forehead. That did not phase Kurt. Not after this morning, when he had paraded that stupid girl around just to rub the fight in Kurt's face.

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter,

I'm gonna tell you one more time.

That you still could reconsider,

And come back to bein' mine.

An' if you think about what I'm sayin',

It'd be hard to refuse.

Just be sure you think a long time,

On the answer that you choose.

It will be a most important piece,

Of personal, private news.

As the song ended everyone in the room could not help, but gape at him.

"Wow. That song had details..." Quinn muttered.

"Yes. Well. If there is anyone else who would like to let out there feelingsā€¦" Mr. Shue gave a Kurt an all too obvious glance. Kurt understood and slowly stood up, keeping his composure. He stood and looked around the room before letting his gaze fall on Blaine. He then began to sing.

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe

It don't matter, anyhow

An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe

If you don't know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

Look out your window and I'll be gone

You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on

Don't think twice, it's all right

There were a lot of raised eyebrows at the choice in song. Kurt was definetly not who anyone would have choosen to sing a Bob Dylan song, but his angelic voice melded with the song beautifully none the less.

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe

That light I never knowed

An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe

I'm on the dark side of the road

Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say

To try and make me change my mind and stay

We never did too much talkin' anyway

So don't think twice, it's all right

Kurt was pissed off, that much was evident. Blaine just stared, listening to the rejection in the lyrics.

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal

Like you never did before

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal

I can't hear you anymore

I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road

I once loved a woman, a child I'm told

I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

But don't think twice, it's all right

At the final verse, Kurt turned ad literally sang to Blaine and no one else. This was his response to Blaine's offer of making up.

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe

Where I'm bound, I can't tell

But goodbye's too good a word, gal

So I'll just say fare thee well

I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind

You could have done better but I don't mind

You just kinda wasted my precious time

But don't think twice, it's all right

As the song faded out, Kurt leaned over Blaine and whispered in his ear," You didn't really think I would come crawling back to you, did you?" He straightened up and smiled at Blaine as though he pitied him, before turning and taking his seat next to Mercedes


So what did you think? Please review so I can improve my writing! Also read my other fan fiction. that would be really cool