[Kurt goes into the bedroom, needing to catch his breath. Everything is reeling, and his head still hurts from getting all his memories back. After a moment he finds himself wandering toward the closet, taking out the box and the smaller box within it.
He just stares at it for a while, his heart sinking, but he tries to see the positive side. I just have to wait a little longer, that's all, he tells himself. I was waiting already, wasn't I?
The difference was that he'd thought Blaine was going to come home after all this. That they could wake up together and Kurt could cook Blaine dinner and bake him things and they could leave each other notes and fall asleep together every night.
Tears gather in his eyes again but he scrubs them away stubbornly, shoving the box back into the closet and pulling himself together before heading back out into the living room.]
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He just stares at it for a while, his heart sinking, but he tries to see the positive side. I just have to wait a little longer, that's all, he tells himself. I was waiting already, wasn't I?
The difference was that he'd thought Blaine was going to come home after all this. That they could wake up together and Kurt could cook Blaine dinner and bake him things and they could leave each other notes and fall asleep together every night.
Tears gather in his eyes again but he scrubs them away stubbornly, shoving the box back into the closet and pulling himself together before heading back out into the living room.]
So! Um-- Are you hungry?