So, this is… very different from what I usually write. It’s first person (Kurt’s) for starters, and there’s like one line of dialogue. Basically, after Darren’s opening night and the flood of Darren as Hedwig pictures, I kept having this image of Blaine’s embodying the same role, and Kurt’s perspective of his husband. Only, it’s written with a life-time of distance. Kurt is an old man now, writing his biography (because of course Kurt Hummel has a biography of his life) and this is a chapter from it essentially.
Featuring Daddies!Klaine and husbands!Klaine and Hedwig!Blaine. Rated M because there’s some smut-tastic moments, but probably not in the way you’ve grown used to with me.
expected marriage to be the highlight of my thirtieth year. As a teenager, I
had it all settled. A road map to my life, I liked to call it. My fiancé and I
would have found ourselves exhausted (and too tanned) from the spotlights of
Broadway, perhaps even from the glow of Manhattan. Our two years of wedding
planning were coming to fruition and discussions about our options for children
and where to find a house outside the city to raise a family would behind as
the year ended.
was already a father (of three, no less), getting ready to celebrate a decade
of marriage, and watching my husband embark on the biggest role of his life.
Little did I know then, that I was wrong. But hindsight isn’t available for the
present in the present. Blaine’s biggest role (and my own) were yet to come,
but at the time nothing excited him more. While we were packing up and moving
from our high-rise loft in Midtown to a house north of Manhattan, Blaine began
his first run as Hedwig.