Year: 1990
Kurts age: 23
Your age: 24
I was walking down the hallway hearing the loud music erupt from Kurts room
I knocked on the door although he wouldn't be able to hear it because the music is defining
"Kurt?"
I yelled
No response
I opened the door and walked in seeing Kurt on the floor in front of his mirror looking at himself
But he was crying
"Kurt?"
I yelled over the music closing the door behind me
I walked over to the record player and turned it down
He looked over to me and quickly wiped his eyes
"Hi"
He said clearing his throat
"What's wrong Kurt"
I asked sitting down beside him wrapping my arms around him
"Nothing just"
He went to go speaking but then broke down
"Oh my god Kurt"
I whispered pulling away looking at his face
His cheeks where red and tear stained
I felt so bad
I hate seeing people like this
Especially my boyfriend
"Kurt is there a specific reason your upset"
I asked with tears pricking my eyes
He shook his head looking at me up and down
"I'm just sad and it's the time of the fortnight that I need to just cry"
He said wiping his cheeks
I looked into his glossy eyes and leant into his lips pecking his softly
"Your gonna be okay puppy"
I whispered feeling a tear fall from my eye
"Wait why are you crying"
He asked quickly
"I just hate seeing you like this"
I mumbled with more tears falling
"No"
He mumbled back with more of his tears falling
I wrapped my arms around the nape of his neck and leant my head on his shoulder while the both of us just cried
His arms went around my waist and held onto me
"We probably look so stupid"
I laughed lightly
"Yeah"
I nodded
He pulled back and kissed my lips softly and then leaning his head on my shoulder continuously crying aswell as me
It's healthy though
People need to let it out
So my advice to you is to once in a while let it out and if you ever want to talk to me my dms are open my loves