Okay, for the sake of this one, let me set up the situation for you. It's similar to what's going on in season 3, but then its different.

Because…

Wait for it…

I'm not having Kurt or Blaine transfer.

DALTON FOREVERRR!

And Blaine is a senior with Kurt. And he's older than Kurt. DEAL WITH IT.

Now, Dalton's having a spring musical, Kurt and Blaine auditioned for different parts but the directors wanted Blaine to take the part Kurt auditioned for. Kurt saw all of this go down and runs out before hearing Blaine's answer.

Sound familiar?

Yet different?

Thought so :p

This was originally a chapter of secrets, but then it started differently than I planned, and then so many ideas just popped into my mind about where I could take this...

So, I present to you, a new WIP

Burt walked into the living room to a sight that surprised him in more ways than one.

There, curled up on the couch, cocooned in a blanket, sat Kurt.

Usually this wouldn't be an issue. Kurt was his son, after all.

But it was a Wednesday, and Kurt boarded at Dalton.

Then there was the fact that Kurt's eyes were red rimmed.

And then, possibly the most alarming of all, Kurt's phone sat on the table next to him. And it was turned off.

Kurt's phone was turned off.

So, naturally, Burt went into parental mode at the sight of his clearly distraught son.

"Kurt?" He said as he went and sat down on the opposite end of the couch. "Is everything all right?"

Kurt shook his head and pulled the blankets around him tighter.

"What's got you down, bud?" Burt asked him, scooting a little closer and placing a hand on his son's shoulder.

He felt Kurt take a deep breath before sitting up, the blanket still wrapped around him. "It's Blaine," he croaked, averting his eyes so that they wouldn't meet his father's.

Burt felt his temper flare. He knew that kid was no good; he knew that he'd just go and break his son's –

"Don't be mad at him," Kurt interrupted Burt's thinking, knowing that many nasty thoughts about Blaine were going through his head. "He didn't do anything wrong. He was just being his usual perfect, adorable self."

That sent Burt's mind reeling again. Usually, Blaine's being wonderful and perfect and an 'adorable boyfriend' was all that Kurt could talk about. But now he seemed to be talking about it in a negative connotation.

"Kurt, what happened?" Burt asked him in a more serious tone than before. "This doesn't sound like you."

Kurt took another deep breath and sat up. "Okay," he started. "You know how I auditioned for the male lead in the school musical?"

Burt nodded but didn't respond, knowing that Kurt wanted this time to just get everything out.

"Well, I auditioned, and I thought it went fabulous," Kurt rolled his eyes, "But then Blaine auditioned, and –"

"Blaine auditioned for the same part as you?" Burt asked, feeling his temper flare again.

"No, no," Kurt assured him, "He auditioned for a different part, but I snuck in there while he was auditioning and I heard the directors ask him if he would consider wanting the male lead."

Burt had to hand it to Blaine – he really was doing everything to make Kurt happy. But then why – "What's wrong then?" Burt voiced his thoughts. "Why're you upset if he…" He trailed off, knowing what had happened.

"He took the part," Kurt whispered. "He didn't even ask me if I would be okay with it. He just…agreed. Yeah, he hesitated, but still. He knew that was the part I wanted, and he still took it."

Burt gave his son a sympathetic look. So far, his and Blaine's relationship had been full of happiness and rainbows. This just proved that it was as normal as any other relationship. "I'm guessing you haven't talked to him about this."

"No," Kurt said as he shook his head. "I ran out of there after he agreed."

Burt nodded and stood up, sensing that Kurt was done talking about it. "Well, I think you need to talk to him," he told Kurt. "I may not know much about how you two work, but before you started dating you were never afraid to give him a piece of your mind. Maybe you should go back to that."

Kurt nodded and curled back up into the blanket, staring at his turned off phone as if willing it to make all of his problems go away.

Kurt didn't turn his phone on until the next morning, but when he did he had 17 missed texts and 6 missed calls. All from Blaine.

He should have been expecting this, but it still hit him with the same force. Especially when he listened to Blaine's message that said, "So I have a hunch as to why you're not answering me…Just please let me explain?"

He sounded so desperate, so sincere. His voice gave off it's 'I'm concerned about Kurt' vibe.

But if he was truly concerned about Kurt, would he have taken the part?

Kurt shook those horrid thoughts away. Blaine cared about him. Blaine loved him – at least that's what he'd told Kurt so many times before. Maybe he hadn't actually taken the part and Kurt had just heard him wrong.

Yes, that had to be it.

He gave his attention back to his phone and typed a quick response to Blaine. I'm coming back to Dalton. I'll see you in an hour.

He got a reply no longer than 30 seconds later. Okay. I love you.

When he arrived at Dalton, he stayed in his car for a few moments to compose his thoughts.

At least that was his plan. But he didn't have an opportunity to because as soon as he turned off the ignition, Blaine was running out of the school, towards Kurt.

Kurt sighed and got out of the car, shutting the door behind him and waiting for Blaine to reach him.

Once Blaine was within arm's length, he enveloped Kurt into a tight, strong, affectionate hug. However, Kurt could sense his confusion when he didn't respond and simply remained unmoving in his arms.

"Kurt?" Blaine pulled back, hands on Kurt's shoulders, and examined his boyfriend. "What's wrong?"

Kurt could feel the tears welling in his eyes and he quickly turned away so that he was facing away from Blaine. "Nothing," he said, his voice cracking to contradict his statement.

"Kurt," Blaine cooed, grabbing his hand and turning him back around. When he saw the tears in Kurt's eyes, his facial expressions softened and he softly pulled the crying boy back into him.

Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and just let his tears soak into Blaine's blazer.

"What's wrong?" Blaine cooed as he ran a hand through Kurt's hair. "Did I do something wrong?"

Kurt shook his head but didn't remove it from where it was resting. "No," he croaked. "The opposite, actually."

Kurt felt Blaine stiffen under him and he knew that Blaine understood what was going on.

"Oh," he said hesitantly.

"Yeah…"

Blaine felt insanely guilty. He knew that it was Kurt he had seen standing in the auditorium when he was auditioning.

"I can explain," Blaine started.

Kurt shook his head, "You don't have to explain anything," he told Blaine. "You're amazing, why wouldn't you take that part?"

Blaine went to respond, but before he could Kurt broke away and was dashing into the building.

As Blaine stood there, motionless and speechless, he knew why he shouldn't have taken the part.

Because it was the part Kurt had auditioned for. Meaning that if Kurt didn't get the part, he wouldn't be in the musical at all.

I'm an idiot, Blaine thought as he went followed Kurt into the school. A complete and utter idiot.

I'm not sure how long this is going to be. But DO NOT FRET! IT IS NOT FINISHED. THERE IS MORE TO COME!

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