For a long time Kurt's eyes stayed focused on the note, unable to tear them away. He fought the overwhelming desire to just read it out loud to Blaine right then and there, but then--Kurt had hidden this box for a reason. He'd sealed it up and stored it away. Why had he done that?
Could it be that he'd believed Blaine was never coming home?
Tearing his eyes away at last, Kurt folded the letter and slipped it back into the box. His stomach twisted when his fingertips brushed the final item inside of it--a box, soft to the touch, and just the right size to contain...
"That's sort of an unfair question," said Kurt, his heart thumping as he looked at Blaine, his mind clearly preoccupied. "Rachel wouldn't want to be with anyone but Finn. And regardless of who would hypothetically do that to her--they wouldn't be you."
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Could it be that he'd believed Blaine was never coming home?
Tearing his eyes away at last, Kurt folded the letter and slipped it back into the box. His stomach twisted when his fingertips brushed the final item inside of it--a box, soft to the touch, and just the right size to contain...
"That's sort of an unfair question," said Kurt, his heart thumping as he looked at Blaine, his mind clearly preoccupied. "Rachel wouldn't want to be with anyone but Finn. And regardless of who would hypothetically do that to her--they wouldn't be you."