Only Time, Chapter Thirteen.

14 Weeks.

The constant tick, tick, tick of the clock was almost painful to Kurt, almost as pain as the heavy silence surrounding the Hummel-Hudson’s. Sat on the cold, hard wooden bench was a stark contrast to the usual warmth Dalton provided him. That warmth and safety was a far cry from how he felt now.

Kurt jumped at the sound of a door snapping open.

“Would you all please re-enter the board room now”

The snotty secretary requested in a demanding tone. Most of the staff at Dalton were kind and welcoming. As long as you didn’t make trouble in their classes you would quite easily stay on their good side. This was rather opposite to McKinley where you had to prove you weren’t a trouble maker first, they were rather pessimistic about their students. But this secretary would have fit in perfectly at McKinley it seemed.

The family rose to their feet. Carol pulled the teens into a bone crushing hug before dusting off their shoulders in a motherly fashion; the concern clear on her face. “Go on boys” she pushed them gently but firmly to the door.

Kurt and Blaine exchanged looks that were worth more than a thousand words. They knew whatever happened now they would have each other and nothing could change that.

“We have come to a decision.” The man in the centre of the panel said firmly as the three men took seats in the office once more.

“We have decided that both Mr Hummel and Mr Anderson should stay at Dalton Academy.”

Blaine looked as if he were about to leap out of his seat but Kurt's face was sullen. He looked sick, like he was in shock.

Kurt couldn’t believe what he had heard. After all this time something was finally going his way. He was safe at Dalton. He didn’t have to return to being frightened every day. He was here with Blaine, with the Warblers. He was safe.

His brain was stuttering to keep up with the Dean who was talking but Kurt didn’t care. His hand dropped automatically to cover his stomach. His baby was safe. He didn’t have to worry about being slammed into lockers or thrown in dumpsters every day. He couldn’t protect himself at McKinley never mind his baby too. But he didn’t have to worry about that here.

For once things were going his way.

“…Just so we are on the same page, we have made this decision as we believe this is a special case and we understand the safe haven Dalton has pledged to provide.”

Kurt tuned into the Governor’s words noticing the barely concealed smug look on his father’s face. Clearly Burt Hummel’s words had given some sway in the board’s decision.

“Okay Mr Hummel, Mr Anderson, you may go.” The Dean waved them off.

The second they were outside in the hall Kurt's shoulders felt lighter… until Blaine flung his arms around Kurt and pulled him into a hug that almost knocked the slender boy off his feet.

“Oomph”

 Kurt gasped as Blaine flung himself into Kurt's arms.

“Oh crap- Kurt- are you okay- are you- did I hurt you?”

Blaine babbled worriedly pulling back checking over Kurt for physical damage. All Kurt could do was laugh as the relief poured out of him.

“Blaine, Blaine, I'm fine, I'm not going to snap in half” Kurt laughed at his boyfriends face. Blaine looked like a kicked puppy so Kurt pulled him back into his arms.  “I love you” Kurt murmured into Blaine's neck as they held each other. Blaine's arms felt like home.

“Ahem” Burt cleared his throat, clearly a little uncomfortable interrupting an intimate moment. Kurt moved out of Blaine's arms but Blaine took Kurt’s hand, winding their fingers together in a familiar comfortable pattern.

Carol chuckled at the look of indignation on her husband’s face. “Do you boys want to have dinner in Westerville with us before we head back to Lima?” she smiled kindly at the boys, clearly wanting nothing more than to pull them both into bone crushing hugs once more. Kurt had discovered fairly quickly that Carol expressed affection to ‘her boys’ very physically with lots of hugs and baking of sweet goods.

“If it’s okay I’d like to just go back to the dorm and sleep?” Kurt said, barely covering his yawn. He hadn’t realised how tired he was until the high octane pace of the day had slowed to a stop. The past few weeks Kurt had been taking naps during the day when sickness had hit him but today he had been fighting through the nausea that hit at all of the most inopportune moments and it was exhausting.

“Okay kiddo, as long as you boys promise to come home this weekend and we can talk this over properly. It’s been a long day, go get some rest kid.” Burt sighed resoundingly. Whatever he had been expecting to being called into his sons school for it was a far cry from the truth.

Burt pulled Kurt into a hug. “I promise Dad.” Kurt said in a muffled voice as he let his father hold him. “Dad I'm-“ but Burt cut him off “I know kid.” He sighed. “Off you boys go then and try and get some rest.” He smiled but with a tired look in his eyes.

“Dad?” Kurt turns back to his father as the two couples begin to head their separate ways. “Can you not tell Finn and the others for now, just…” but Kurt trails off. He knows now that his father knows the worst is over and he is safe at Dalton away from the stares of the Neanderthals of McKinley, but he feels oddly reserved about anyone else knowing for now.

There is still the itch in the back of his mind telling him at 14 weeks he isn’t out of the dark yet, a fear that nags at the back of his mind that he never allows to fester. He knows his pregnancy holds little more risk than a female pregnancy but every pregnancy is a risk with that tiny life trying to grow within.

“Whenever you’re ready son, I know” Burt replied with a look of honest understanding in his eyes. “I’ll see you Friday night kiddo” Burt smiles with a quick pat on Kurt's shoulder and turns back to join Carol as the head out back towards Daltons exit.

Kurt watched his father leave the school and he sighed heavily. Watching his father walk away was always hard. They had relied on each other for so long after his mother passed and learning to rely on others had been hard for the Hummel men. But they had become a family now with Carol and Finn, and although the adjustment had been long and hard it had been worth it.

When he was at Dalton Kurt still missed his father because no one could take away the bond they had formed in their reliance upon one another and their reconnection once Kurt had come out to his father. Kurt never realised how much he was in fact missing his father until they saw each other again and the moment of separation was always hard; especially after an emotionally draining day like today.

“Kurt?” Blaine whispered squeezing Kurt’s hand reassuringly. The feeling grounded Kurt from the pent up emotion spinning around his head. It truly had been an emotional rollercoaster of a day.

“Let’s go” Kurt said with an only half forced smile into his boyfriends eyes as they began their retreat down the long halls of Dalton Academy. He may be drained but that couldn’t stop the light heartedness that came with the fact this mess was over. They were safe at Dalton and they were together. Blaine was here and that was all that mattered to Kurt in that moment when their eyes connected.

Kurt’s smile finally reached his eyes.

The two walk down the halls of Dalton. The halls are fairly empty as they head back to their dorms since most of the boys are hauled up studying or are in the dining room eating. It is past that point in the evening when the students can be found in the halls making a ruckus.

“Tired?” Blaine questioned as Kurt attempted to stifle a yawn as they crossed the threshold into their dom. Kurt nodded half-heartedly; he didn’t want the fall asleep straight away, he felt they needed to talk about the past day and the realisation that, now his Dad knew, they would have to gather their McKinley friends at some point and break the news. Kurt knew Rachel would not be happy she wasn’t told first. Kurt rolled his eyes at even the thought of Rachel.

“How about we shower first?” Kurt suggested as he pulled at his tie, flinging it haphazardly in the direction of the desk chair. Blaine nodded in agreement with a small hum.

Kurt draped his blazer across the desk chair before moving over to Blaine who was no in a similar state of half dress. Kurt let his hands run across Blaine's tight chest, feeling the warmth radiate through his boyfriends’ shirt as the muscles underneath rippled as Blaine shivered under Kurt’s touch sending goosebumps across his skin.

Kurt smirked appreciatively at the effect he had on Blaine and leaned in to kiss his boyfriend. Blaine's honey eyes fell shut almost the instant their lips met. They move together softly for a few long moments until Blaine is pressing back urgently trying to pull the taste from Kurt’s lips; sucking, tasting with hotwetpressure that has Kurt pulling Blaine’s waist in firmly until they are almost fused together with not even a breath of space between their bodies as Blaine's heated kisses draw a moan from Kurt.

Then Kurt is laughing and he realises there is probably some rule about the decency of laughing when your very hot boyfriend is kissing you in a very hot manner, but Kurt can’t seem to bring himself to care. Not after the events of the day, having spent the day with a tight coil of fear in his belly with his mind racing at a million miles an hour. The relief of being in Blaine's arms makes Kurt feel like he’s walking on air as he collapses into Blaine's arms.

Blaine is laughing too now and gently steers them onto the bed where they collapse into a fit of giggles like a pair of teenage girls. Blaine bundled Kurt up into a hug; his strong arms surrounding Kurt’s lithe body as they snuggle together, the heat of the fast paced kisses now all but forgotten.

As their laughter dies down and breathing returns to normal Kurt props himself up on an elbow to look at Blaine intently. “Do you wonder how the Dean found out? I mean it’s not like we were broadcasting it even though Nick, Jeff, and Wes knew but no one was shouting about it.” Kurt noticed Blaine's frown then. “I'm not trying to say one of them told the Dean because they are our friends they wouldn’t do that.” Kurt back tracks but Blaine now just looks a little confused so he continues. “I just wonder if someone overheard us, someone who doesn’t like us, or more accurately doesn’t like me, someone who would us that sort of information as possible black mail to get between us…” Kurt hinted heavily watching for the moment of realisation on Blaine's face.

“Wait, you don’t think Sebastian would do that, do you?” and there it was. “I mean yeah he was a little flirty when he first transferred in but he wasn’t serious…” Blaine trailed of at the look of incredulity Kurt was shooting him. “You really think?” Blaine's expression went from one of confusion to anger within half a second. “I am going to kill him! Does he realise what he almost did? Almost got you sent back to that hell hole where you wouldn’t be safe!” from the look on Kurt’s face, yes he really did believe Sebastian meant for that to happen.

“Blaine,” Kurt touched his boyfriends shoulder soothingly “I don’t think he particularly wanted me hurt, more that he wanted me out of the way to get to you and would do whatever he deemed necessary for that to happen.” Kurt sighed. Whatever he thought about Sebastian the smarmy boyfriend poaching meerkat he didn’t actually think he meant to physically harm anyone more that he never thought about how his actions would affect anyone but himself.

“Please don’t do anything that could get you into trouble, please Blaine. If the Dean got wind of it I'm not sure he wouldn’t rethink the decision to not expel us. We can’t risk it. Please” Kurt begged as his hand dropped to his abdomen. Those puppy dog pleading eyes were Blaine's kryptonite and Kurt knew it and he would shamelessly admit they were his greatest weapon when it came to his boyfriend.

“Well, if he does one more thing I won’t be held responsible for my actions, and if Nick and Jeff find out about this I defiantly won’t be held responsible for theirs.” Blaine gritted out, his face still twisted into an expression of anger. Nick and Jeff had always been almost cheerleaders for Kurt and Blaine's relationship, especially when Sebastian had come onto the scene and had begun shamelessly flirting with Blaine right in front of Kurt's eyes.

Blaine had never quiet believed that Sebastian wanted him even though Kurt was positive about it. Nick and Jeff had stepped in enough times to make Sebastian step back considerably since those first few weeks after the meercats transfer. If those two caught wind of Kurt and Blaine's latest suspicions they certainly wouldn’t back down as easily as Blaine had under Kurt’s pleading eyes.

Kurt sighed defeated. This was the best promise he was going to get from Blaine he knew that and was too tired to argue the point any longer. He would throttle Sebastian himself if he tried anything on with Blaine after this; his hormones had nothing to do with it.

“Sleep?” Kurt suggested this time with a full yawn that he did not even attempt to stifle behind his hand this time. “Want to shower?” Blaine asked as he sat up slowly and took Kurt's hand. The taller boy merely shrugged and began to peel off his Dalton uniform from his propped up position on the bed. Blaine just chuckled as Kurt seemed to struggle to fully remove his clothing half lying down.

Blaine moved over and gently helped Kurt undress. Blaine's nimble fingers worked the buttons and zippers carefully. He trailed them across Kurt's gradually exposed skin and his lips followed the path of calloused finger tips peppering kisses across soft skin.

“I love you” Blaine whispered softly once they were both ready for bed dressed in only sleep pants.

“I love you more.” Kurt turned under the covers so they were face to face; noses almost touching.

Each breath the boys took whispered across the others face so intimately they shivered. It was the closeness and intimacy in moments like these that left Kurt’s mind and heart reeling. Sometimes he wondered how he got so lucky in finding Blaine.

“I don’t believe in after life but I must have had a previous life because I know I haven’t done anything in this one to deserve you.” Blaine whispered across the stillness as though he were thinking aloud.

Kurt pressed a finger to his boyfriend’s lips. “You are perfect and I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.” Kurt muttered. He moved in and kissed Blaine softly, eyes flickering closed as sleep began to draw him under; the phantom weight of Blaine's arm around him pulled them chest to chest and Kurt felt safe.