A.N.: So…this is just a little something I came up with while listening to David Cook's song 'Permanent'…I was kinda feeling a little depressed a while ago and this is what came of it…
Story Notes: Slight future-AU Klaine…Blaine is suffering from a rare cardiac disease and if he is to survive he needs a new heart…when it is almost to late the doctors manage to get him a replacement heart…but when Blaine wakes up he will have lost something a lot more important to him than his life…This story is sort of sad…very…or so I've been told…It's a two shot…
Chapter Notes: The lyrics in the beginning belong to Permanent by David Cook.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, neither Glee nor any of the songs used or anything else you may recognize.
Just fyi...I am afraid that I have no idea about heart transplants and stuff...and I know that this story very likely is absolute nonsense in a medical sense...so...sorry for that...
Other than that enjoy...:D
I know he`s living in hell every single day
And so I ask, oh God
Is there some way for me to take his place?
And when they say it`s all touch and go
I wish I could make it go away
But still you say
Will you think that you`re all alone
When no one`s there to hold your hand?
When all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary…
"Take it…" Burt Hummel told the doctor who was looking at him with compassionate eyes.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Finn cried looking at the pale and tear-stained face of his stepfather.
"Burt darling you don't have to do this…" Carole said, her voice breaking as she looked at her husband with teary eyes.
"I promised him…he wanted this…" Burt whispered, almost as if he was convincing himself just as much as he was convincing them.
Weakly he nodded towards the doctors and they took his son…his real son…his gay life loving son…his son who had had a car accident and could no longer survive without life support and even with it, it was very touch and go…to take his heart to give it to someone who needed it to survive.
"No you can't take him." Finn yelled throwing himself protectively over the broken body of his step brother struggling and crying when they pulled him away, leaving him to break down in the corner, crying as they took Kurt away.
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Blaine groaned at the bright light that surrounded him as he opened his eyes.
"Kurt?" he asked weakly, seeing the pale silhouette in front of him.
His beautiful lover turned to face him, a smile on his face.
"Blaine." he said simply, but the love in this single word almost made Blaine's heart burst.
Ironic wasn't it? Kurt had taken his sick heart and he had made his life so much better. He could never believe that someone as alive and beautifully vibrant as Kurt could love someone as broken as him, not after Kurt had found out the truth about his sickness.
But Kurt had stayed and filled his life with happiness and love like he had never thought he would be granted. Blaine knew that he should be dead, he remembered the pain, the dizziness and his last thoughts before the world went black: 'Kurt…I love you…thank you for being my guardian angel…'
"Am I dead?" the raven asked as the gorgeous countertenor stepped closer and sat down by his side, gently taking his hand.
Kurt shook his head, a strange emotion crossing his glasz eyes.
"Kurt?" he asked, as he felt that they were slipping apart, panicking.
"Kurt." he cried trying to hold on. "I don't want to die."
The brunette smiled softly.
"Don't be afraid" he replied gently "You will be ok…" he looked up staring at something beyond Blaine's vision before he looked back down kissing Blaine gently.
Blaine returned the kiss, feeling the tears falling from Kurt's eyes.
"Love…" he whispered "I am so sorry…" he felt terrible for causing this beautiful angel so much pain.
But Kurt just shook his head.
"It's ok Blaine…everything is gonna be ok…you have to go now…" he said expression gentle. "I will always love you…never forget that…"
"Kurt?" Blaine panicked but Kurt just smiled affectionately, glasz eyes conveying more love than Blaine would have ever thought he deserved.
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And suddenly everything disappeared and Blaine woke up, panting heavily, tears streaming down his face. Immediately he was surrounded by his friends and family, everyone of them with tears in their eyes.
He let them hug him and kiss him, hold him, and cry about almost having lost him, but he didn't really care, because there was one question that wouldn't leave his mind. When he finally voiced it the room fell eerily silent, everyone staring at him with odd expressions, but no one answering. So he asked again.
"Where…where is Kurt?"
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Blaine,
If you read this it means that something terrible has happened to me, but it also means that something good came out of it.
I need you to know, that the time I got to spend with you was the best time of my life. I had never even expected to find love, but then life gave me you and it was so much more than I could ever have wished for.
I lost my heart to you the very first time I saw you on those stairs and I fell in love with you just a little more every day, the closer I got to know you the more I was sure that you were the one…
I just wish that we could have spent more time together, but although we couldn't I want you to know that every minute I had with you was a gift to me, more precious than anything else anyone could have ever given me.
I need you to know that I do not regret whatever happened, because it gave you another shot at life, although I do regret not being able to spend it with you…
I know you're mad…I know you very possibly hate me now…but I need you to know that I love you…always will…
I know you might feel like you can't go on, but you were fine before I came to mess up your life, and you will be fine now that I am gone…promise me you will be…
I want you to live the life that you deserve, a successful, happy life…find someone you love, maybe start a family…
I gave you my heart Blaine…but the truth is that it belonged to you since the day we first met…
Yours truly
Kurt
Blaine clutched the paper tightly to his chest, careful to not let his tears mess up the neat handwriting as he inhaled the scent that was lingering on the paper. It smelled like Kurt.
Tears fell freely on his face as he stood at the grave of the one person he knew had been the one for him.