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[showbizpanache]

[There really is no segue-in for this. Just soft music playing quietly for a while--a little static-y, as if it were playing on an old-fashioned record player--and then about a third of the way through a beautiful voice starts singing, hitting every high note perfectly.]

Wishing you were somehow here again
Wishing you were somehow near.
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed, somehow you would be here.

Wishing I could hear your voice again
Knowing that I never would.
Dreaming of you won't help me to do all that you dreamed I could.

[The voice stops singing and the rest of the song plays through, and that's all there is. He said he's sing for everyone on the ship someday, but didn't think it would be like this.]

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[showbizpanache]

[John's arms feel strong and brotherly--like Finn's or Puck's, shielding Kurt from the world. When Blaine had hugged him, he'd hold him close as if he'd slip away at any second. He'd play with his hair, whisper in his ear and sneak in little kisses on his neck--and Kurt would giggle and press closer, as if to negate every tiny sliver of space between their bodies.

He's never going to feel that again. He tells himself that, because he doesn't want to hold onto hope that could die at any second. Whimpering, he tightens his fingers around the fabric of John's shirt.]

My chest hurts.

[theyalldieforme]

It's going to be that way for a while. Like you can't breathe, like something's burning on the way down.

[John doesn't do anything soothing, just holds him like he can hold the world together]

I don't know why.

[showbizpanache]

I put all my energy into looking after him. I-- I couldn't even be scared, when we were in the maze. I mean-- I was, but I just kept thinking I had to get that cure for him...

[He lets out a quiet, bitter laugh.] I don't know what I'm going to do now. I'm no good at looking after myself.

[theyalldieforme]

My mom is the same way. Without me she freaks out.

[He sighs]

You have friends here who need you, right?

[showbizpanache]

I...don't know. I don't know if anyone needs me.

[theyalldieforme]

Someone will.

[showbizpanache]

It's weird. I function better when I have someone to look after, I guess.

Back home it was my dad and stepbrother. I swear our house would be condemned if it weren't for me.

[theyalldieforme]

You'll find someone.

People always do. The jump's coming up, you never know who will show up.

[showbizpanache]

It's awful. I--I miss him, but...

[He shakes his head.] He shouldn't be here. I don't want any of my friends or family here.

[theyalldieforme]

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

[showbizpanache]

[He sniffles a bit, and finally pulls away. There's a blush on his cheeks and he looks embarrassed.]

Sorry for crying all over your shirt.

[theyalldieforme]

Don't worry about it.

[John doesn't seem too stressed]