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Vast, huh? I guess that is something.

[ There's real teasing now, Bells' thumb tracing along his cheekbone. A pause, and he eventually leans close to kiss him--the first they've shared in what seems like forever. ]

[The kiss is welcome, though Kurt feels self-conscious about it. He'd been puking for days, after all. He loops his arms around Bells' shoulders and holds on tight, careful not to put any weight on his bad leg. After a moment's discomfort he can relax a bit and kiss back happily.

When he pulls away there's a smile on his face and a flush on his cheeks.] Why is it we always make out in doorways?

[ His hands smooth down Kurt's back, wanting to ease the tension he feels, make it better somehow, but he relaxes. The kissing's easier, nicer, and Bells grins back at him, resting his forehead against Kurt's. ]

Maybe I can never wait to kiss you. [ A soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. ] Wanna do it somewhere else?

Sure. Walking's not really an option for me right now, though.

[He winces.]

Sorry. You're probably tired of hefting me around.

You're not that heavy. [ A tilt of his head, and he smirks at him, arm curling around his waist. ] But we're not gonna go too far anyway. Since you don't feel like being in your bed.

[ Bells draws him close and turns around, not so much carrying him as he is half-pulling, half-dragging him with each step he takes. He absently remembers to close the door before moving away, and when his back hits the wall, he kisses Kurt again. ]

Mm... [He enjoys the kiss, putting extra energy into it, trying to thank Bells for saving him in a way words can't express. Honestly, it's--amazing, how much his feelings have changed since what happened a few days ago. They're stronger, clearer. He thinks they might have a name.]

[ Even as he holds him, there's something almost sweet about the way he kisses back. It'd been such a trying couple of days, continuous waiting and a barrage of emotions Bells still can't deal with. The hold becomes a little looser, hands slipping into Kurt's hair and simply keeping him there as he presses his mouth to cheek and jaw and that spot just below his ear. ]

I was so... [ Alone. Empty. Worried. He closes his eyes. ] I was afraid I might've really lost you down there.

I-is this-- [It's hard to talk with Bells' lips all over his skin like that, but he tries.] That serious talk you wanted to have...?

[ It hadn't started out that way, and he's mid-shaking his head in response before there's a sigh. Bells leans to rest his forehead against Kurt's shoulder. ]

I wanna come stay with you. Or you with me. It doesn't have to be forever or anything. [ He leans back to look at him. ] I just need to know you're safe when we're together. No more meeting up and getting lost in the ship.

[A little gasp, and he holds on to Bells more tightly. He's a bit overwhelmed by that request--or maybe his leg is just really, really hurting him. He tries not to put any weight on it, leaning almost full against Bells.

He's quiet for a while, then lets out a nervous laugh.]

It's almost like you're falling for me. [Okay wow he'd meant that as a joke but it's also sort of serious and djgskg what is happening right now and why is his heart beating so fast]

Maybe I am. [ It's unexpected but earnest all the same, one arm supporting him as he uses the other to reach for his hand. Bells glances at his fingers, resting them palm to palm a moment before curling his tight around Kurt's. ] Falling hurts. But this doesn't feel like that. It didn't until--

[ He thinks about all the blood, looking down toward the floor. ] I just think it makes sense, Kurt. Like you and me.

[Kurt blushes and smiles, looking genuinely pleased. He squeezes Bells' hand in turn, wondering at the irony that he seems so much more experienced in these matters than the centuries-old fallen angel.]

We don't make sense at all. [He teases.] Not one bit. But that's what I love about us. About you.

I think we do. [ He mumbles it quietly, drawing Kurt's hand up so he can kiss his wrist. It's the only thing he can actually say does right now, but there's a pause when the rest of what he says sinks in. Bells is honestly very confused. His chest feels tight though, like something's going to explode. ] Wait.

What're you saying? [ He's staring intensely at him. ]

I'm saying I--

[He goes red again, looking flustered.]

I mean I think I...

You think you what? [ He doesn't know if he should tease him or be concerned, so he settles for a mix of both. Bells grips his chin, wanting to look at him. ] Tell me.

My leg hurts...

[ He frowns at him. ]

I'll help you sit down after you explain what you meant.

[He gawks HOW RUDE.] That-- That's borderline sadistic! You can be so rude sometimes, you know that? And downright impossible and frustrating and confusing and--

And I love you anyway, you idiot.

[There, he said it.]

I tried really hard not to, but it's too late for that now.

[ He has half a mind to kiss him to shut up mid-whatever this is supposed to be, but there's that word and he kind of freezes up a little. Love, he knows, is all encompassing. It doesn't matter who or how or why, but it's a tricky thing for him to understand, betrayed too many times by the affection for another. His blind devotion.

Bells wants to think Kurt could never be like that, would never do something to hurt him so deeply. ]

Kurt— I'm, uh. [ It's hesitant, quiet. ] Dammit. Come here.

[ He catches himself before he actually apologies, sliding his hand around to the back of his neck and dragging him into a hard kiss. Speaking the only way he really knows how. ]

[Kurt accepts the kiss--it knocks the breath out of him, like Bells' kisses always do--but isn't about to let Bells get away with not replying. He lets the other man kiss him until he finds a break and parts their lips.

He speaks a little breathlessly, his lips swollen and dark pink from the hard kiss.] W-well?

[ He licks at his bottom lip, eyes dropping to Kurt's mouth as if he's going to find an answer there. Even if he likes to talk, he's not always the best with words, and Bells presses a hand to Kurt's back to keep it steady, stop it from shaking. He's never this worked up, never this nervous; not unless Kurt's involved. The blood rushing in his ears sort of drowns out his thoughts. ]

I don't know-- No, I mean. [ There's a rush of air. ] I don't know how you could. 'Cause I'm really all those things you said, and I'm kinda terrible. But there's, well. You're perfect, okay?

Even if you drive me crazy, I think you're perfect. And I get why we'd rather lose our Grace than be up there without feeling this. I finally understand it. I, uh. [ Leaning forward, he presses a kiss to Kurt's cheek. Voice soft. ] I love you too.

[Kurt can almost hear the sound of his heart breaking as Bells says I don't know-- But then he continues talking, and Kurt can hardly believe what he's hearing, that he has it again, the thing he'd been sure he'd lost forever when he lost Blaine, the thing that he's always been desperate for. I am loved. Even after all this time he has trouble believing it.

He can't really speak, so he kisses Bells again instead. This kiss is just as passionate as the first, and he locks his arms tightly around the other man's neck, lifting one leg to swing it around his hip.]

[ Maybe it's the way Kurt kisses him that makes him feel light-headed, imperceptibly happy and relieved. It's strange being vulnerable, exposed and expecting to hear that it's not good enough when it's completely untrue. But he sighs, everything else fading on the tip of his tongue in lieu of kissing him deeper with a soft hum.

Bells leans against the wall, rather invested in touching Kurt. He skims his hands along that thigh at his hip, gripping and dragging him forward so there's absolutely no space between them now. One arm curves around his back, the other pushing to gently grip his hair. When he eases back for a breath, Bells' gaze doesn't leave his face--focused and steady. ]

You have no idea what you do to me.

[He shivers, unfolding in Bells' arms, a flower bud opening up.]

Why don't you show me?

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