Blaine listened and a small pang of envy hit his heart, it wasn’t until Kurt he knew what it was like to be protected. Cooper was a good brother, but he was away for most of Blaine’s life so there really wasn’t a lot of protectiveness there. If Kurt still had both of his parents Blaine was pretty certain he would have been chased off by one of his parents. When Kurt compared Blaine to his mom Blaine looked down to the book again, once more biting his tongue. Blaine didn’t deserve someone like Kurt saying he was a wonderful man, he was far from it, he was still a scared kid that got tossed into a crazed situation. Kurt was the wonderful man, not Blaine. He smiled a bit “ I’m not really sure i’m happy i missed out on being interrogated by your parents or not” Blaine said with a small laugh and picking out a bit more chicken from his sandwich. Blaine quickly chewed and swallowed when Kurt leaned in to kiss him, and caused Blaine to lean into the touch in his hair, it always got him.
Kurt’s eyes searched his face, his fingers slowly moving through his hair, his lips catching Blaine’s a couple more times. “You wanna know why they would have loved you?” He breathed, his arms sliding around Blaine, holding him close. “It’s because I love you. Not just a little bit, but a lot. I love you with everything I have. You make me happy, like really happy. And when I’m upset, god I’m upset. I want to love you and kiss you and protect you with everything in me. They would have loved you because you have my heart and no one else even comes close to getting it because they can’t. It’s gone and I don’t want it back.” He kissed his lips softly again, “As for being interrogated… I don’t know. They are both really sweet and they probably would have tried to act all tough. Would’ve been funny to see.” He curled himself around Blaine, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder, as one hand still went through Blaine’s hair. He wasn’t going to try to distract Blaine like that right now, though he knew he was going to later when they were in bed. Kurt was going to kiss him and love him and then cuddle him when they were both spent. He smiled and pressed a kiss to his neck, promising that.
"I didn’t want to worry you." Blaine said softly. "And I figured it’d come back on its own." Blaine said his eyes turning back to the sandwich and picking out a piece of chicken before nibbling on it. "Just…your mom’s notes." He said handing the book to Kurt when he reached for it. Blaine watched Kurt carefully worried that the handwriting might upset Kurt, but he took it back as he handed to to Blaine. His eyes scanned the words, not really understanding what Kurt’s mom was trying to figure out, but some of the scribblings summarized the crazy explications into something Blaine could understand. Blaine looked up at Kurt when he spoke and he shook his head. "No, she’d probably be all protective of you. I dont come from the best family." Blaine said looking back down at the scribblings flipping the pages carefully doing his usual search for things pertaining to marks. "And you’re marrying me right out of school, something tells me i would have found myself in a room being interrogated by your mom when she found out you and I proposed to one another." Blaine didn’t think Kurt’s mom would be mean, but he also had this image of her being protective of Kurt, and Blaine hadn’t exactly brought a lot of safety into Kurt’s life. That and Blaine didn’t think anyone besides kurt would “Adore” him. He was kind of messed up.
Kurt shook his head at Blaine’s words. “No, babe, the protective one was my dad. And it doesn’t matter what family you come from, it’s who you are and who you choose to be. You’re amazing Blaine and, honestly, a little like what I’ve read about her. You didn’t let your upbringing by your dad dictate the wonderful man you became. She would have seen that. It makes you strong.” He smiled, looking down at the book for a moment, “If I were marrying you right out of school, trust me we’d be married by now. But yeah, you’d ne interrogated.” He moved over to Blaine and smirked, deciding to distract him as he siftly kissed Blaine, his fingers moving into his hair, letting it lay forgotten.
Blaine closed his eyes at the affectionate gesture, it still threw him off every once and a while, not understanding it for a moment before he realized it was Kurt showing he loved him. The nuzzling of the noses, when Kurt tapped his nose, or tipped Blaine’s chin up with his finger to kiss him, all of it was so Kurt, but also so foreign to Blaine who grew up with no affection. His attention turned back to the book in his hands, Kurt’s mother’s book. There were three others that sat on a shelf that Blaine never touched. Again another odd sentiment that Blaine never understood himself. He never had anything of his Mother’s to covet and cherish so Blaine had stayed away from the books. The pages were thick like his others, but with ink scrawled on the sides in some places. Blaine blinked a bit thinking for a moment it was Kurt’s handwriting, but the ‘G’s were slightly different, the commas were longer, and everything was written with more of a slant. Blaine pulled the book in closer to look and a sudden realization that it must have been Kurt’s mother’s handwriting washed over him.
He jumped a bit when Kurt’s voice reached his ears, not having heard him come in, He looked at the sandwich and tea when Kurt told him to eat. He looked back up at Kurt a little ashamed his fiance had caught on that he wasn’t eating. "The potion kind of took away a lot of my appetite" Blaine said meekly hoping maybe Kurt wouldn’t scold him to bad.
Giving him a look, Kurt frowned and sighed. “You could have told me, I would have tried to see if there was any way to get it back.” He bit his lip for a moment before saying, “I guess now, you’ll just have to eat.” He took a bit of his own sandwich, looking at the book in Blaine’s hands for a second, something suddenly hitting him, “Did you find something?” he asked, the thought of Blaine pulling the book closer playing in his mind. He reached for the book carefully, having never gone through them himself and tilted it a bit towards him. He saw his mom’s handwriting and he drew in a breath. He gave Blaine a smile before getting up. “I’ll see if I can find something in another one of the books.” Walking over to the shelf he pulled another out and started looking at it. His eyes basically just looked over where his mother wrote, the cramped handwriting so different than the one in her diaries. His fingers traced over it before he looked at Blaine, “I know I’ve probably said this before but she would have loved you. Adored you actually.” he looked back down at the book with a small smile.
Blaine frowned, but stopped himself from arguing with Kurt that his scars weren’t beautiful, and that it meant Blaine was a failure. He knew when to pick his battles and he had done enough upsetting of Kurt to last a life time. He just kept his arm still as Kurt ran his fingers over the thick scars and said nothing. His eyes followed Kurt as he got up and he shook his head just a bit "Not really, maybe something simple?" he asked, mostly because he didn’t want Kurt putting a whole lot of effort into something and Blaine only ending up eating a little bit. He kissed Kurt back his fingers twitching to run his fingers through his hair but he didn’t want them to get distracted.
Kurt’s eyes searched Blaine’s face, his fingers touching Blaine’s cheek. “I’ll make some sandwiches then.” He nuzzled their noses together for a moment before moving back and giving him a smile. He slipped into the kitchen and pulled out the supplies. He made them both a chicken salad sandwich before going back out and placing it in front of him with a glass of iced tea. “Eat, baby. I know you haven’t.” He gave Blaine a pointed look, his lips twitching downward into a slightly disappointed look.
Blaine tipped his head and looked at Kurt confused when he uttered the word. "You’re not talking about my scars are you? because they are far from beautiful." Blaine tried to keep the bitter tone out of his voice knowing Kurt was probably just trying to make him feel better. He shook his head a bit before opening the book and starting to skim the pages for anything that jumped out at him. He looked up at Kurt when he spoke again and bit his lip and look toward the Kitchen, he hadn’t eaten today, unknown to Kurt of course. His appetite lately had been lacking but he didn’t want Kurt to know, he had gotten so upset before when he found out Blaine hadn’t exactly been taking care of himself. "If you’re hungry to Babe." Blaine said giving Kurt a small smile, hoping that would keep Kurt from getting worried about Blaine eating.
Kurt hummed a bit before sighing, “Yes, babe, believe it or not I’m talking about the scars.” He ran his fingers slowly over them, “You know what they say to me, hmm? They say, no matter what you’ll do anything to keep me safe and that you love me.” He ran his fingers over Blaine’s scars a bit more, moving and kissing them. He got up after a second. “I’ll make food then, sweetie. Any requests?” He asked as he moved and kissed his lips quickly.
Blaine leaned into Kurt as he got closer to him and he closed his eyes for a moment and listened to Kurt speak. It was hard not to loose hope when Blaine failed so many times. He nodded a bit when Kurt warned him not to get obsessed. “I know.” he said softly when Kurt kissed his cheek. He looked at the book in front of him but his attention was pulled toward his hand when Kurt’s fingers slid over his scars. He frowned a bit at it, not so much Kurt’s actions but just that there were scars there now, a large nearly impossible to miss, sign that proved Blaine had failed. He nodded again and reached for the book with his good hand. He stopped when Kurt kissed his hand and smiled a bit at him. Blaine hated his scars, but sadly they were caused by magic so there was no way of getting rid of them, or covering them up. "Thanks baby." Blaine said softly turning his attention back to the book.
Kurt’s fingers continued to run over the scars as Blaine turned his attention back to the book. “Beautiful,” he breathed as he closed his eyes, his head on Blaine’s shoulder. He ran his fingers up and down Blaine’s arm, his lips touching his neck softly for one second. After a moment he opened his eyes and lifted his head and looked at his fiancé. “Want something to eat while you look through that, baby?”
Blaine was looking at wedding magazines, trying to help Kurt, and trying to keep himself away from his books. He was trying to come to terms that he’d never figure out a way to get rid of the stupid mark on Kurt’s arm, the same way he’d never get rid of he scarring on his arm. Sadly Blaine really had no idea what he was looking for in the magazines, he’d never been to a wedding let alone planned one. He had a few ideas he had already told Kurt but that was about it. His heart always ached when he saw how many people there were on either side of the aisle in the picture because he knew there would only be a handful of people for Kurt’s wedding. He winced a bit as he tried to grip the smaller magazine with his left hand, it was hard to grip smaller things still and Blaine was hoping that’d go away soon.
Blaine looked up when Kurt sat next to him holding a book that Blaine hadn’t actually read. Blaine had stayed away from Kurt’s mom’s books, not wanting to ruin them somehow knowing they were important to Kurt. He reached for the book then smiled a bit :”You’re really giving me permission to look through more of these?” he asked a soft teasing tone to his voice "who are you and what have you done with my fiance?"
Kurt laughed a bit and moved, snuggling in close to Blaine. “I just… I don’t want you to give up hope. I know you’re determined enough to figure it out. I just… I want you to look, but I don’t want you to become obsessed by it or look through and try something stupid, dangerous, and reckless. You’re too precious to me.” He kissed his cheek and gave him a smile, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder. He knew the book could be useful, it was a rare one, actually one that was written by a Lestrange. Kurt was suddenly wondering why he hadn’t given Blaine the book in the first place. He took his hand a bit and ran his fingers carefully over the scars. “If you can’t find anything in that one you can look through the other couple of books that she had.” He brought his hand up and kissed it, giving Blaine a smile.
Kurt was looking through the shelves of books for something to read. He moved his finger over the titles before reaching his mom’s books. He was about to go past until he realized something and pulled one off the shelf. It was still dark magic, but not the type Blaine had been using. His fingers ran over it debating before walking over to where his fiance was and placing the book in front of him before sitting down next to him. If anyone said that Kurt would be encouraging Blaine to look again, or more, he would have called them crazy. But he was. “It was my mom’s,” Kurt said, “I know you haven’t looked through it, but it’s worth a shot.”
For The First Time | The Script
Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt back before muttering "I love you too" back to his fiance. Blaine smiled and nodded before crawling into bed with Kurt happy he liked his gift.
Kurt moved and wrapped his arms around Blaine tightly, his head resting on Blaine’s as he looked up at the ceiling. He had the small smile on his face that he always got when Blaine told him that he loved him.