May 7, 2017
"Kurt, you can't do this!" Rachel hissed as she followed him into the kitchen, ostensibly to check if the ice-cream in Blaine's freezer was really vegan.
"Do what?" Kurt asked innocently, peeling off the foil from the top of a fresh bottle of wine.
She rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Flirt with him like that. I know my brother is possibly the most oblivious man in the history of Ohio, but even he will catch on eventually if you keep doing that."
"So what if he does?"
"Kurt." Rachel winced at the shrill quality of her voice and dialed it down to a stage whisper. "He had just put his pregnant fiancée to bed! We're here to help plan their wedding! What about this sounds like an invitation to flirt to you? Can it be any clearer that he wants Quinn, no one else?"
"Maybe if he knew all of his options–" Kurt wouldn’t meet her eyes, focused on pulling out the cork.
Rachel let out a long-suffering sigh. "You guppy, you've had what, seven years to tell him? And now you want to confess? It's the worst idea you’ve ever had."
Kurt finally looked at her. "Rachel, if I don't tell him now, I will never have a chance ever again."
She huffed out an annoyed breath. "You already missed your chance! Repeatedly! And now, in just five short months, they're going to have a baby together. They are getting married, becoming a family. I know it hurts, Kurt, but it's time to let go."
"But he doesn't look happy." Kurt crossed his arms.
"He's just stressed. It's all happening so fast, and quite a bit sooner than they planned. Quinn was so tired tonight you didn’t get to really get to know her, but believe me, she’s a lovely girl. And they are just wonderful together, so sweet and caring." Kurt's face fell, but Rachel pressed on. "They'll be fine, once the wedding crazy passes. Don't ruin it for them. Don't give Blaine doubts now. It's not fair to him, don't you think?"
Kurt hung his head, silent for once, and Rachel's eyes softened. She put a tender hand on his shoulder.
"Believe me, I know how it hurts to have all of these feelings and then see with a sudden clarity that they can never be requited. But you have to move on. I'm sure there's someone else waiting for you somewhere out there, Kurt." She squeezed his shoulder before letting go to open the freezer. "Now come on, we're already taking too long with that wine and ice-cream, and the wedding won't plan itself. Just please, don't tell Blaine."
"Don’t tell me what?" Came a confused voice from the doorway.
CHAPTER ART by Hachi
"Don't you tell him"