Your Superhuman 

Title: Your Superhuman

Rating: G-PGish

Warnings: None

Summary: Blaine has to deal with having a superhero for a boyfriend. 

A/N: This, by a long shot is not my favourite thing I’ve ever written. But I promised myself I’d write something for this KlaineAUFriday, so… here it is :) 

Something woke Blaine up at four am. It might have been a dream he’d already forgotten, but it was more than likely that it was because the other side of the bed was still empty. 

At four am.

The bed felt too large, too cold, too empty, and after several attempts he knew there was no going back to sleep. So he got up and headed to the kitchen

They kept a small television on the kitchen bench, because when Kurt was, well, out Blaine liked to have something to distract himself from the emptiness of the house, and how it seemed to only fuel his anxiety. He flicked it on as he headed to the cupboard to grab a glass. 

And how he regretted that decision.  

‘… New reports are saying that as the fire grew a mysterious man appeared, helping victims who were otherwise trapped, from their apartments to safety.’

Blaine stopped dead in his tracks as he watched the footage of a burning apartment building. 

‘So far there is no word on who this mystery man is, but we’ll keep you updated as information comes in. The fire is said to have been started by a possible…’

‘Oh God, Kurt.’ Blaine sank down to the ground until he was sitting on the cool kitchen tiles. ‘You idiot, why?’ 

He didn’t know how long he sat there for as the news reporter repeated the same facts over and over. Fire started. People trapped. Mystery man saving people the fire fighters can’t get to. 

‘I’m here now with Lucy, who just an hour ago was trapped in her bedroom in the building. Lucy, how are you right now?’ 

‘A little shaken.’

Blaine looked up at the TV, to see a girl, who couldn’t be any older than her very early twenties. She was covered in grime, and was visibly shaking so much you could see her body trembling through the camera. 

‘And you were one of the first people pulled from the building by this mysterious man, can you tell us anything?’

‘I was nearly unconscious. He came in, through the window I think. All dressed in black. Picked me up. I think he told me everything was going to be ok. Then I woke up surrounded by paramedics.’ she paused for a moment. ‘I thought I had hallucinated the whole thing, but… other people have similar stories. I don’t know who that man is, but he saved my life and I’m forever grateful.’ 

Blaine couldn’t help but smile at that. It was just so typical. He continued to watch the coverage, most of it now focusing on the mystery of the man who had saved them all. Several cameramen had tried to capture him on film, but no one had gotten more than a blur of a figure dressed in black. Blaine wasn’t sure how long he sat there for, but eventually the news report ended, and cartoons started coming on, as the sun began to filter through the cracks in the blinds. 

That was when he heard the achingly familiar sound of keys in the door. He stood up, just in time to see Kurt walk in through the back door. His hair was all over the place in every direction, and there were a few black smudges on his face, but Blaine didn’t care. He sighed in relief and rushed forward, engulfing Kurt in a hug. 

‘I was so, so worried.’

‘I’d hoped you’d sleep through it.’

Blaine pulled back and looked Kurt in the eye. ‘I never do. I never have.’

‘I know.’ Kurt leant forward and kissed him briefly. ‘But I hoped. It’s sweet though, how much you worry.’

‘Not for me.’

‘It’s not my fault the family business can be life threatening at times.’ 

‘He could have just given you the mechanic shop.’ Blaine grumbled. 

‘But superhuman powers are much more exciting. Besides, do you know how guilty I would feel if I had to turn on the news every day and hear stories about people dying while knowing I was capable of helping them? I couldn’t live with myself. I need to do this.’

‘I know, I know.’ Blaine sighed. ‘I’m just being selfish, because it sucks for me sometimes. Worrying about if you’ll even make it home isn’t fun. After last time with Sebastian I can’t… I just…’

‘Ssh,’ Kurt placed his palm firmly on Blaine’s cheek, running his thumb along his cheekbone soothingly. ‘That’s all over now. Sebastian’s long gone, and I know what the limits of what I’m capable of are. I can save a few people from a burning building.’

Blaine sighed. ‘I know, I know. What you do is part of why I love you so much, I don’t want it to ever change. I just… I always will worry.’ 

‘Good. I love you too.’ Kurt kissed him, more thoroughly this time, taking it slow so they could both really enjoy each other. He eventually, reluctantly pulled away. 

‘Next time though, please leave a note.’

‘If there’s time.’ he said. ‘Now, I have to go and have a shower because I smell gross and I don’t even want to think about how much ash is in my hair right now.’ 

‘Ok.’ Blaine said. ‘I might go back to bed for a while. I was up pretty early.’

‘And I’ll most definitely be joining you.’