Who: Blaine and Gwen What: Meeting When: Thursday evening, shortly after Kurt's arrival Where: Sitting on a stair, angsting and emoing contemplating Rating: Low Open: Nope
So this was what it felt like to be torn. Blaine had thought he knew what it meant when he'd watched Kurt go back to McKinley, knowing he'd miss him but knowing Kurt's happiness was more important. And yeah, maybe that was a small reflection of mixed feelings.
But now. Now Kurt was here, in the most dangerous and terrifying place Blaine had ever been, without reason or explanation. And he was stupidly, selfishly happy about it, wanted to see him more than anything in the world. Then he remembered what Rachel had said; eight people, killed. Puck, huge and strong and badass Puck, murdered. How could Blaine possibly want Kurt in this kind of danger? He just wanted him home and safe, however much it hurt.