Kurt glanced over when Blaine started pulling things out of his bag, biting the inside of his lip when he saw the gun. It was still so weird, seeing Blaine with that. He knew it was a necessary thing, but never in his life had he imagined he would be watching his boyfriend loading bullets into a gun.
"It'd better not be," Kurt said, trying not to think too hard about what Blaine had asked. Because it couldn't be the end of the world, the end of humanity, any of it. They were just kinds, they had the whole rest of their lives ahead of them. It couldn't end before all of that. "I have lots of plans for the rest of my life, you know? It'd better not be ending now."