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{ So his name was Blaine Devon Anderson. } 

The name suited him, it really did. And it was really a shame, for someone with such a pretty face to have it be ruined by thyroid cancer. Kurt sighed softly, letting his thoughts drift back to those days with his ex, until his name was called again. It was Ms. Pillsbury - despite the fact that she was dressed in a pretty, classy yellow dress, it didn't hide the fact that she just didn't know when to shut up. 

"My fears?" Kurt echoed, before receiving a confirmation yes. "I fear oblivion, I fear it like the proverbial blind man who's afraid of the dark." When he heard Sam's comment about it being too soon, he chuckled, and said "Was that insensitive? I can be pretty blind to other people's feelings."

It was the way their friendship operated. The sassy gay would always make jokes about cancer, and the boy with the sunshine blond hair would laugh about it and make impressions of famous people. The two of them were quite a pair, actually, and if it wasn't for the fact that one of them was going blind and the other had lost their right leg, they would've been a pretty damn good comedian pair. Kurt wasn't insensitive, really, he just wanted to break the ice here. Everyone seemed to be treading on thin ice, afraid of saying the wrong thing - especially Ms. Pillsbury, and he didn't understand why people sugarcoated things.

When Ms. Pillsbury finally asked if anyone wanted to speak to that, he rolled his eyes, letting them land on Blaine Devon's hazel eyes. They were the color of honey, and he was just about melting in them. For the first time, he took in his outfit - a yellow bowtie, a red polo, and a pair of what had to be the world's tightest pair of blue colored jeans. He wondered what Blaine Devon's hair would be like if it wasn't gelled, and wondered for a split second what it would be like to be able to run his fingers through his hair. 

something i need | kurt & blaine

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something i need | kurt & blaine

{ Who was that boy, and why did he look exactly like his ex boyfriend? Maybe it was the cancer, or was it his doppelganger? } 

Kurt blinked a few times, before realizing that he was staring at the boy, whose name he still didn't know. He shifted uncomfortably on his prosthetic right leg, and quickly sat down next to his friend, Sam, and waited for this group to begin. The more he thought about it, the more curious he was. Not only did this boy have a body just like his ex, but he also looked like Harry Potter. Completely ignoring the fact that it was rude to stare, he went back to looking at the curly haired boy, and wondered what his story was. He re -positioned his hands so they folded into each other, and offered his best friend a slight smile once he had mentioned him. He nodded every now and then when people were talking about themselves, and when it finally got to his turn, he offered them a wry smile, before taking a deep breath.

"My name is Kurt Hummel, I'm seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I'm just here today at Sam's request." He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the 'And how are you feeling?' question, asked by Ms. Pillsbury, before saying "Oh, I'm grand. I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend." And that was that. He was done sharing, for now, so he just folded his hands up again, and waited until it was Harry Potter's turn - he wanted to know more about him, or at least, his name. 

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