Beyond Dead ~ Kurt and Blaine

Chapter 7

The next morning Blaine got up, showered, did his hair and spent a great deal of time picking out his outfit, lying to himself when he said it wasn't because of Kurt.

He ended up wearing a pair of oxford shoes, black jeans that he felt great in, a white and black striped pull-over and a soft burgundy button down sweater.

Blaine still felt guilt heavy in his gut, but he also really wanted to see Kurt again. A thought that surprised and frightened him a little.

He went downstairs, but no one was there. So he started making breakfast. Fried eggs, toast and some coffee. He ate and cleaned up afterward and still no Kurt. He started feeling antsy, Kurt had said they would talk again... but Blaine had no idea what was going on or where Kurt was when he wasn't here. 

When he was tense he usually like to play the piano, but he couldn't make himself go upstairs to that room. Instead he decided he needed to get out of the house for a while, he was just reaching for the door when he heard Kurt's voice.

“Where you off too?”

Blaine smiled, relief filling him, his hand dropping from the doorknob before he turned around. “Just going for a walk. Want to join me?” Blaine couldn't take back the words once he said them, but he instantly knew he'd said the wrong thing as Kurt's face fell.

“I can't actually leave the house Blaine. Trust me, I've tried.”

“I, god, I'm an idiot. I am so sorry. It just. Yeah, I forgot.”

Kurt looked up at him sharply, “Forgot that I'm a ghost? Forgot that I'm dead?”

“Well, yes. Kind of?” Blaine answered rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Kurt's face softened, “That's actually really nice.”

“So if you can't leave, where do you go? When you're not here?”

“I'm always here, you know, around.”

“So what? When I can't see you you're still here... watching me?” Blaine asked with a slight smile.

“What! No! No. I'm.. I don't. I am just around, it isn't like that!”

Blaine laughed and took a step forward lifting his hands to place them on Kurt's shoulders before remembering and dropping them again, “I was just teasing Kurt. Don't panic.”

“It's just that I finally have someone here, and you don't seem scared of me. And you haven't had a breakdown yet. I don't want to creep you out.”

“You don't creep me out. Or scare me. And if I was going to have a mental break, I think I would have by now.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

They stood awkwardly staring at each other for a moment before Blaine broke the silence. “So no going out then. How about we stay in and talk. I have questions.”

“Right.” Kurt stood up taller and lifted his chin as if bracing himself, “You have questions.”

“Wanna go to the kitchen? I could use some more coffee.”

Blaine made himself another cup, almost offering Kurt some, but stopping himself in time. He sat down with his mug at the kitchen table across from Kurt who was sitting rimrod straight with his hands folded on the table.

“What did you want to know?” Kurt asked in a stiff voice.

Blaine hated putting him on edge like this, but he did feel like he deserved some answers here. “Well, for one... why'd you disappear when Cooper was here?”