I always thought that when I, uh- How do parents go on when they lose a child? You know, when I would see that stuff on the news I’d shrug it off ‘cause it was just too horrible to think but I would always think, “How do they wake up every day?” I mean, how do they breathe, honey? But you do it though. And for just a second, you forget.
And then, oh, you remember.
And it’s like getting that call again and again every time.
You don’t get to stop waking up.
I sent an ask a few days ago looking for a fic but I wouldn't be surprised if tumblr ate it. It's a fic where Kurt is a cheerio and Blaine is either a nerd or maybe just in glee but he's new and always stares at kurt. Kurt ends up giving him a bj sorta forced to get Blaine to leave him alone already. Kurt ends up sorta liking Blaine so he asks them to be fuck buddies in secret. There's no burt/carole/Finn family just burt/kurt.