"Shut it, Smythe jr." Puck said, glaring slightly in Jasper's direction, before being distracted by Beth asking him a question quietly.

"Oooh, touchy." Jasper replied as he sat down on the arm of Sebastian's chair.

"Leave it, Jasper. This is actually his usual style." Rachel said, picking at her sandwich. Jasper frowned, sighing and flopped himself into the actual chair itself, looking the whole part of a typical badass teenager. He smirked and made sure to whack Sebastian on the head while he did it, earning himself a scowl.

Then Cooper, Finn, Santana and Sugar came in, all sitting down in one place or another. Cooper dropped himself by Kurt and Blaine and reached straight for the food. Blaine smiled at him and kept his arms around Kurt, not planning on letting go anytime soon. He breathed Kurt in slowly, revelling in his presence. They were both alive. They were both safe. And now they finally had each other. The world may be in a never ending storm around them, but they say it's the calmest… the safest at the heart of it. And that's where they were. As long as they had each other, they could deal with everything that hell threw at them.

Blaine was distracted from his thoughts by Finn's voice, and he looked away from Kurt's sparkling, calm, blue eyes to listen.

"We're running out of supplies."

Everyone just stared blankly at him until, "But what about all the stuff me and Blaine brought with us?"

"All that food is great and all, but it's going to run out eventually. We're nearly out of candles and matches, and we're also low on batteries for flashlights. We need to scout around for everything, soon. It's better to do it while we're comfortable than while we're desperate."

The silence was the groups way of agreeing, because there was no other way,

"So I say we have a rota-"

"Are you even aware of what that means?"

"Shut up, Santana! Yeah, so we have a rota and send a few people out each day. I know Sebastian and Jasper are always out sooo… whatever. I know it's a pain to be cooped up all the time, so I say we just decide each morning and see where it goes."

"I'll go. Like tomorrow or something." Blaine offered.

"Me too!" Kurt said, shifting impossibly closer to him. Blaine felt a strong surge of protectiveness flow through him. He didn't want Kurt out there; in danger.

"No. I don't want you to get hurt-"

"Don't, Blaine." Kurt spoke strongly, clearly not planning on backing down. "I don't want you to get hurt either! I'm not letting you out of my sight Blaine. Not again."

Blaine sighed. He couldn't fight with that. Because as much as he wanted to keep Kurt under lock and key where it was safe while he went scouting, he wanted to keep Kurt by his side, where he can see him, because he'll be able to protect him, make sure nothing bad happens to him…

So he let the matter drop and just nuzzled closer to him, breathing him in slowly, and whispering, "I'll never leave you again."

~X~

Blaine scowled at Rachel through the mirror. She was holding a pair a scissors, about to cut his hair and had just made a remark about cutting it all off. She laughed before starting to cut his hair. Blaine sighed, just wanting to get this over and done with. The scouting group should have left already, but before Kurt had come down the stairs, Rachel had dragged Blaine from the hall, demanding that his almost afro had to go. To be honest, Blaine had forgotten just how quickly his hair grows, and he did look like a homeless person. At least he had shaved that morning…

Just as Rachel was finished up, Kurt walked in wearing black skin tight jeans and a black shirt under a leather jacket. He had what looked like a hunting knife strapped to his thigh and a hand gun tucked into his belt, as well as an empty backpack over his shoulder for any supplies they picked up. He looked… hot.

Blaine's jaw dropped as Rachel moved to the side of the room where Sugar had been standing, and if either of the boys had been remotely listening, they'd have hear their whispered conversation.

"I don't understand why Kurt is still so into fashion. It's pointless!"

"You don't get it, Berry."

"What's to get?"

"This isn't for enjoyment or fashion or style or whatever. Get some damn eyes!"

"Sugar-"

"He's doing it for Blaine! Just look at his face and tell me that boy didn't just get some non-innocent thoughts."

"Oh…"

Kurt smirked at Blaine and pushed his bangs from his eyes. "You ready?"

Blaine just nodded dumbly, shifting a little where he sat. Kurt bites his lip and holds out his hand, which Blaine instinctively moves towards, taking it and squeezing tightly. And then he's moving in and kissing him fiercely, forgetting about the girls for just that one, hot, searing moment. It felt the same as the kisses had last night while they were drifting off to sleep beside each for the first time in a long while. Warm, familiar, tender, passionate and so, so intimate. It felt right.

Kurt pulled away, leaving Blaine trying to chase his lips with his own, pouting a little, wanting more. Kurt laughed slightly.

"Come on, Blaine. We can kiss some more later."

~X~

Blaine and Kurt moved to scout upstairs in the house they'd broken into, while Santana and Finn remained searching downstairs. Blaine focused on Kurt's every move, watching him, watching everything around him. Making sure he was safe. Which ended up being pretty stupid.

Kurt turned to Blaine, a small smile playing on his lips, but his face quickly contorted into that which resembled fear, pulling his knife from its strap and swinging it towards Blaine, very narrowly missing his head and hitting something behind him. Kurt pushed past him, pulling his knife back and stabbing the monster again and again, blood shooting from the wound, just to make sure it was dead, before letting the thing fall to the floor, leaving both boys breathing heavily.

"Kurt…"

Kurt turned to Blaine. "Watch your back, Blaine. I love you, and I know you love me. But I'm not fragile. I can look after myself, you know?"

Blaine just nodded, understanding.

"Stay focused."

They went back downstairs after clearing all the rooms and searching every nook and cranny. They'd found a few packs of batteries, a torch, and Kurt ransacked the bathroom for stuff like toilet paper, toothpaste, soap and bunch of other not that essential stuff, but if it's there, they'll take it.

Puck and Finn had found some more batteries themselves, a bunch of canned foods and bags of sweets and chips, and a first aid kit. They'd even found an epipen, which Puck demanded would be cool because it could come in handy. Kurt had found it stupid and ignored his explanation about Left 4 Dead and adrenaline.

They'd found the basics, and decided to move on to another house, keeping themselves busy. Blaine had no more trouble with zombies creeping up on him. He could easily watch out for both Kurt and himself, without either of them getting into any real danger.

They went through a few houses that day, and decided to head back after about three o'clock. They found Sebastian and Jasper first before going to the others, newly found supplies in hand.

Needless to say, Rachel had nearly cried when she saw Kurt pull out some deodorant.