Lunch had been awkward. Cooper had made a point of sitting on a different side of the table than the two boys, much to Kurt's dismay. He had made a point of not sitting too close to Blaine, and as soon as the other boy had realized that, he had excused himself to the bathroom, barely hiding his tears.

Kurt had felt terrible, but he just couldn't change his behavior. I shouldn't have come.

Cooper had gone after Blaine, and soon they had both come out of the bathroom, Blaine's face puffy and blotchy. Everyone had been relieved when lunch had finally been over.

Now, Kurt was lying on his back in the same room Blaine and his brother slept in – he hadn't wanted to return to Lima for the night, it just wasn't worth spending even more money on a cab. When Cooper had offered him to stay, Kurt had reluctantly agreed.

He had been lying awake for about two hours now, but he just couldn't seem to be able to sleep. His mind whirled with thoughts about the past two days. The boy hated himself for causing Blaine even more pain today. I came to make him feel better!

It was hopeless. He felt much too awkward than he should – he had seen Blaine on Christmas after all. That had been months ago though, and since then they'd barely as much as spoken a word to each other. Kurt sighed.

For a while, he just kept lying there, staring at the ceiling, slowly dozing off, when he heard sort of a whimpering sound. Slowly, he sat up and looked around, searching for the source of the noise. And there it was again, a little louder now.

Kurt's gaze fell on Blaine. His face was scrunched up and tears were rolling down his cheeks. "No... No, please! Don't- Kurt... Kurt! Please no..." he cried.

He was thrashing around on his bed now, and the sounds roused Cooper. He grunted groggily. When he noticed his brother, he went to calm him down, but Kurt stopped him with a soft "No, let me."

Blaine obviously had a nightmare, and he had called for Kurt. Helping him was the least he could do. The blanket was pushed off his legs slowly, and he stood up. As silently as he could, he went over to Blaine's bed and reluctantly sat down on it. He started shaking Blaine's shoulder gingerly at first, but that only caused the other boy to become even more frantic in his movements.

Kurt proceeded to shake harder, whispering Blaine's name. The effect was tremendous: the boy shot up, whimpering, sobs wracking his body.

"Shhh, Blaine, it's okay, you're safe now. Calm down." Blaine looked at him, the fog in his eyes slowly clearing. "Kurt?"

His voice was so timid, Kurt had barely heard it. "Yeah, it's me Blaine. It's okay. Come here." He opened his arms.

Blaine all but melted into his embrace, still sobbing. "Kurt...! Kurt I- I just-"

"Shh, it's okay." Kurt soothingly rubbed small circles into the other boy's back, while he proceeded to comb Blaine's hair with his other hand.

Blaine practically clung to him, his sobs slowly subsiding, but he was still shaking like a leaf. Kurt's heart twisted painfully in his chest. He couldn't stand seeing this boy in pain. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Oh yeah, I'll tell you something, I think you'll understand, When I say that something, I wanna hold your hand"

Blaine still clutched Kurt's shirt tightly, but, without realizing it himself, he had started to sing along. They finished the song together, their voices harmonizing perfectly.

Kurt wrapped an arm around Blaine's waist, murmuring soothing words into Blaine's ear as he calmed down. He was glad to see Blaine feel better, and he pulled him to his chest, letting Blaine rest his head on his chest.

Tangled together like that, they slipped into a dreamless sleep, missing Coopers knowing smile as he settled back down. Heck, if these two didn't end up being back together by the end of next month, he would willingly give up on his acting career.

When Blaine woke up the next morning, he felt kind of... warm and fuzzy. Safer than he had in months. It was then that he noticed the arm around his waist, the chin pressed onto his head. His eyes widened when he saw it was Kurt.

He remembered what he had thought just yesterday, about never seeing Kurt without hair products again. Trying very hard to suppress a happy sigh, he attempted to recall last night's events. All he remembered was having a nightmare about his father; about the day he had come out to him, and then he had cried out for Kurt.

Blaine flinched violently and pushed himself back into Kurt's tight embrace, never wanting this moment to end. Yet, he knew that when Kurt woke up, it would be over, the awkwardness between them would be back.

Dreamily, he observed the other boy's beautiful face. Blaine loved his face, his skin tone, and now that Kurt was asleep, he could actually stare again without having to worry.

He almost missed the low chuckle that came from the other side of the room. Almost.

Narrowing his eyes, he asked, suspiciously: "What is it, Coop?"

He earned another chuckle from his brother. "Oh nothing. Just that you've been practically fucking him with your eyes for the past few minutes."

Blaine blushed in a dark shade of red. "I- I don't know what you're talking about." He replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Oh please, I know you Squirt. And I don't even blame you! I suppose he really is something... if you're gay I mean."

"I-" Blaine began, "Listen Coop, he- he really means a fucking lot to me, and even if I was... eye-fucking him, I certainly wouldn't risk this... whatever we have right now for that. Even though we will probably never get back together, I still love him so incredibly much."

Cooper's eyes were narrowed. "What makes you think that?"

"Well, maybe because I hurt him a lot, and have you not noticed how awkward lunch was for us yesterday?"

His brother just nodded thoughtfully. "You keep trying though, B. If you two are meant to be, then it will happen. And judging by the way you two were around each other before this whole... thing happened, and by last night, I think it will. Just... Don't give up, okay?"

Blaine nodded slowly. "I'll try."