rachel.

Rachel didn’t want to be selfish, especially not in times
like these, but she didn´t know how to change. Not right now. She knew Blaine
felt the pain too, and he probably felt Kurt´s as well. And now here she was,
burdening him with hers as well. She took a deep breath to calm herself down,
not wanting to cause any more trouble. Maybe watching a movie together would
give them both a chance to relax and maybe they´d fall asleep. Or she´d fall
asleep and he´d be able to get back to Kurt, because as much as Rachel hated
the thought of waking up alone she didn’t want Kurt to experience it either.

“I´m more in the mood for Audrey, too.” She agreed then. The
truth was: Barbra reminded her too much of Finn and while the woman would
still, and always, be her icon, Rachel would need a little time. Once the DVD
was in the player she offered Blaine a smile and moved so he could brush her
hair. “I love you too, and I`m sorry for being such a burden.” She said
quietly, eyes fixed on the TV.

She leaned into his touch then, trying to focus on the movie
and the way his fingers in her hair could distract her from her pain.

Blaine’s heart sank when Rachel apologized for being a burden.  Of all the things Rachel Berry was to him?  And there were many crowns this particular woman could wear on her head in his life story.  First girl (and only) girl he ever kissed.  First girl he ever took on a date.  Duet partner. Friend.  Confidant.  Competitor.  Probably a dozen more.  Some of which were even yet unknown to them both?  Rachel could never be a burden.  Especially tonight.  “Rachel.  I can use a lot of words to describe you and what you mean to me.  That one, though?  Never.  Not in a million years, okay?  Put that thought away.  It doesn’t belong here tonight.  Never will.  I promise.”

Gently laying her hair out across his lap, he started to comb it carefully making sure never to pull a single strand.  The first few strokes of the brush were so light, they barely counted until he settled on what kind of motions to make.  His gaze flicked up to the television as the previews ended and the movie started.  The brush paused, his fingers swept through and he started over again.

Kurt must have been well into sleep.  Not a single peep from their ‘room’ even with the television on.  “You know..  I bet there are so many women who pass you by wishing they had hair like this. It’s gorgeous.”  Mindless chatter with the hum of his voice and the television.  Just his way of keeping her mind as elsewhere as he could lead it.