stay.

Kurt closed his eyes and breathed deeply.  “I’ll stay.”  He wouldn’t.  He might not even choose to leave – he suspected Oliver would come and carry him out if he falls asleep – but he would have to all the same.  He wondered if Blaine knew that he might wake up alone. Kurt wondered which would be better.  “Why do you want me here..?”  He breathed.

Blaine wouldn’t let him leave.  Not if he had to fight off sleep tooth and nail.  He needed Kurt to stay.  Watching him go not knowing when or if he’d see him again was becoming such a regular heartache.  He wasn’t sure how much more of it he could stand.  Unknowing. That’s killed him most. They always knew so much.  About each other.  Their present.  Their future.  Blaine lost everything he knew once.  Then he got it back, or so he thought, only to lose it again.  If this was the last string he could tie between then that could make Kurt stay and listen?  He was so determined that take what he could get.  “Because I don’t know if watching you leave is something I can handle tonight,” he answered honestly without pulling away from the curve of Kurt’s throat.  “I know I should let you but there’s so much of me that can’t.  What’s that say about me?  I’m an idiot.  Aren’t I?”