"Er... The warblers, I told you that, didn't I?" He said, not looking over at Kurt like he usually would when they talked.

"Yeah, but what about the warblers?" He shifted a little, eyeing Blaine curiously as the boy slowed down his actions like he was thinking carefully.

"Urm... I think more people should get solo's. Not just me." He smiled to himself and placed down whatever it was he was holding.

"And that couldn't of waiting till an actual meeting?" He asked.

"I would've, urm... forgot by then..." Blaine nodded, hoping this was enough to get away with not mentioning the real reason he went to talk to Wes.

"Oh, okay." Kurt yawned, and Blaine turned around smiling. He walked over to Kurt's bed and sat down the end of it. Kurt smiled and nudged him slightly with his foot.

"Kurt, can I ask you something?" He asked quietly.

"Sure..." Kurt replied, curiously. Blaine sounded nervous, and that was odd...

"Urm... Do you feel... better? I mean, You've been happier today and... Maybe, You're getting better...?" They were silent for a minute while Kurt thought. Blaine continued to watch him silently, unsure of whether he should say anything else.

"Well... I feel happier. But I'm not sure, Blaine. Just because I have one good day doesn't mean that I'm getting better. I'm still scared. I still freak out if someone that isn't you or my dad touches me. I still don't feel safe in Lima. I still get horrible nightmares. One good day doesn't mean that everything is going to magically get better, Blaine. I know you want me to, but don't let this one good day lull you into a false sense of security." Blaine blinked and nodded. Kurt was right. It was rash to think he was immediately getting better. What happened to Kurt was... just extremely wrong on so many levels. Kurt needed a lot more time than two months.

"I didn't look at it like that." He whispered. He then moved forwards on the bed and held out his arms. Kurt smiled and sat up, wrapping his arms around Blaine. They stayed like that until Blaine pulled away when he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He left one arm around Kurt, secretly loving the feeling of his warm body against him.

Go on Skype! Now, please? xx

It was from Layla. He retracted his arm from Kurt, knowing he would get a text every two minutes if he didn't do as she said. He didn't see Kurt's frown as he got up and walked to his desk and his laptop. When he turned it on, he turned slightly to Kurt to explain.

"Sorry, Kurt. Layla want's me to go on skype. I don't want a text every two minutes so i'm doing as she asks." He said, turning back around to type in his password.

"It's fine, Blaine." Kurt said, settling back into a laying position on his bed, eyes on Blaine's back.

It wasn't long before Blaine had skype up and a girl with black curly hair and hazel eyes identical to Blaine's was on his screen.

"Hey Blaine. Are you alone?" she asked immediately.

"No... Kurt's here..." He said, shifting a little in his chair so she could see Kurt. He lifted his hand and waved before letting it fall back to the bed.

"Oh..." She smiled. "It's nice to sort-of meet you, Kurt. Blaine never shut up about you over the Christmas break." Blaine sighed and shifted back into position so Layla could no longer see him, but Kurt could see her.

"Is there a reason you wanted me to go onto skype?" He asked, bringing her attention back to him.

"Obviously... Urm... Wes told me." She said quietly and Blaine knew what she was talking about the second she said it and he froze. Terrified of her reaction and pissed at Wes for telling someone.

"Wh-what?" He spluttered. Kurt sense his worry through his voice and sat up, inching to the end of his bed.

"Blaine? Are you okay?" Blaine turned to steal a quick glance at Kurt.

"I'm fine, Kurt." He said shakily as he turned back to his laptop to glare at Layla.

"Blaine... It's okay-"

"It's not okay, Layla!" Blaine said angrily, but quietly. "Firstly, I trusted Wes not to tell anyone! And now you know and every-"

"Blaine. Shut. The. Fuck. Up. I've known since you were fourteen. It surprises me how stupid you are to only start realizing now." Blaine sat shocked, eyeing the girl. Kurt watched curiously, confused. He knew this was a private conversation and he felt like he was intruding. He stood and slowly started backing towards the door, wanting to give them privacy.

"Since I was fourteen? How did you know-" The door closed quietly but loud enough for Blaine to hear. He turned to see Kurt was no longer in the room. He frowned, wondering where he went.

"He could tell this was private and left us alone, Blaine. He has manners, unlike you." Blaine turned back to the laptop and scowled at her. "As for how I knew..." She sighed, getting herself ready for an explanation. "I use to be so protective of you when we were younger, Blaine. So I noticed things about you that no else would. The way your eyes would linger on boys more than they did on girls. And even before Dalton you acted way too polite for a boy your age. And when I went out you would comment on my clothes and tell me how to make them better. I stopped thinking it because I thought I was stereotyping you... But then when you started going Dalton and you first brought Wes over. You went to make yourself a drink and left Wes with me. The first thing he asked me is if you were gay. He and all the Warblers thought you were Blaine..." Blaine sat silent through this. How could everyone but him notice something like this?

"How come I didn't realize, though?" He asked hopefully, as if she's know the answer.

"Don't we all want to know the answer to that, Blaine?" They both sighed. "Wes also told me why." Blaine's eyes widened. "From what you've told me, He's a nice guy. From what i've seen, he's hot. But you know how damaged he is Blaine... More than anyone else does. You know that if you were to do anything with him, you'd have to do it slowly."

"I know that. But... I... I don't like the thought of not being able to comfort him. It feels... scary to imagine... like... like I've got nothing to..." He was stumbling over his words and Layla decided to put him out of his misery.

"Blaine, I know. It's more than just liking him, isn't it?" He nodded, watching her smile lightly. "You love him, Blaine." Blaine hadn't actually come to this realization himself, and when he heard Layla say it, he knew it was true. But he needed time to figure it out. He couldn't just listen to everything Layla said. He needed to think things over so he doesn't do anything stupid or rash. "Blaine?" He blinked in acknowledgement. "I'm here for you, okay? I'll always be."

"Thank you, Layla. I'm going to go find Kurt now. God knows what'll happen if Jeff and Nick get to him..." Layla chuckled, Blaine successfully having changing the mood and subject. He smiled at her before standing. "Bye Layla, Thanks again." He didn't give her a chance to say anything because he closed his laptop. That conversation had gone on long enough. And now he was going find Kurt, because during their free time, he was never actually without Blaine unless he was in the dorm room, so him outside of it without Blaine was odd...

~X~

"You didn't really go to Wes about giving out solos to more people, did you?"

Blaine frowned, that had happened a week ago, so why was Kurt bringing it up now?

As for how Kurt had been that week, his nightmares had seemed to of gone. Blaine was starting to think maybe they should stay in separate beds again. Even if it was a horrible thought.

"What do you mean?" he asked looking up from Kurt's homework. He'd believed the boy to be asleep, but apparently he was wrong.

"Last week, when we came back. You went to see Wes and after you went on skype with your sister?" Blaine nodded, knowing exactly what Kurt was talking about, but decided to play dumb.

"What about it?" He asked, glancing back down at Kurt's homework, wishing it was more inviting than talking to Kurt. But even when on this subject, Kurt was more fun to talk to than doing homework.

"It wasn't about solos, was it?" He asked again, moving into a sitting position like Blaine.

"What makes you think that?" He asked, still trying to skirt around the subject.

"Because when you went on skype with Layla she said Wes had told and you sounded really scared... You don't have to tell me, but... you don't have to lie either..." Blaine closed his eyes. Kurt was right. They were meant to be best friends, so Blaine shouldn't of lied. No matter what the subject was. He sighed and looked back up at Kurt.

"Okay, you're right. No it wasn't about solos. And I will tell you what I went to talk to him about, but not yet... okay?" Kurt half frowned half smiled, but nodded.

"As long as you're not dying on me." He said, laying back down. Blaine cracked a smile.

"I'm not! You would be the first to know if it was something like that." Kurt smiled, closing his eyes slightly.

"Good."

~X~

They were both naked. Both pressed up against each other. And it felt... amazing.

The other person was kissing Blaine's neck, sucking and licking.

Then he thrust upwards and Blaine realized it was a boy. And god it felt amazing as their dicks brushed each other, both fully hard. Blaine let out a loud, dirty moan, filling the empty air around them.

The boy's mouth moved upwards and caught Blaine's lips with his own. Blaine felt the tongue flick out against his lips, begging for entrance. He opened his mouth and allowed the boy's tongue to enter, feeling it licking at every inch of it. Blaine let the other dominate his mouth, corrupting every part of him in a delicious and sexy way.

The boy pulled away slowly, showing off a cheeky smile. Blaine moaned as he bucked again and their dicks rubbed together once more. His eyes traveled upwards to find the glasz ones filled with lust, and the messy hair messy than ever.

"Kuurt." Blaine moaned as he thrust again.

He heard him chuckle and watched as he leaned forwards and started to cover Blaine's neck in open mouthed kisses again. Blaine pulled him tighter against him as they rutted together. They stopped as Kurt started to move his kisses downwards, slowly, teasingly. Upon reaching Blaine's nipple, he bit down harshly, making Blaine groan with pleasure. Kurt laughed against him and slid down further, stopping when he was kneeling and his face was right next to Blaine's cock. He looked up through his eyelashes, asking whether this was acceptable. But all that left Blaine's mouth was a quiet whimper. Kurt smiled and leaned forwards, licking at the head of Blaine's very hard cock, making the precome swipe onto his tongue. Blaine let out another whimper, forcing his hands not to grab onto Kurt's hair and push him onto his raging hard on.

Kurt grinned smugly, before opening his mouth and gladly taking all Blaine had to offer.

Blaine woke with a start. Kurt was being held up against his chest, sleeping soundly. Blaine shifted slightly and realized he still had an erection. And that erection was currently pressing into Kurt's ass through their pajamas.

Had he really just dreamed of Kurt like that? And was he really sporting a very hard cock after?

He started to move away from Kurt slowly, needing to do something about his situation. He'd managed to move most of his body away from Kurt, with the exception of his arm, which Kurt was gripping like a life line. Blaine gritted his teeth in frustration, trying to pull his arm away without waking Kurt. He finally did it, even if it did take some time, and Blaine's attention turned to his hard on.

He wasn't going to jack himself off over Kurt. For some reason it felt wrong to do so. So Blaine rushed to the bathroom and closed the door, locking it behind him. He turned on the shower and waited till it was freezing cold before ripping off his clothes and jumping in.

It thoroughly shocked him that his subconscious could even create that image of Kurt like that. And even if it meant he'd have cold showers in the middle of night every night, for some reason, he didn't want those images to leave him...

~X~

That morning, Blaine had been ridiculously awkward around Kurt. Stumbling over his words and not making any eye contact at all. He felt guilty.

Kurt had noticed how maladroit Blaine was being. but didn't comment on it, which Blaine was forever thankful for.

They'd ate breakfast in silence and Blaine was still avoiding meeting Kurt's eyes. And then they were still in silence on the way to class.

During said class, Blaine stole glances at Kurt whenever he could. But his attention drifted when he felt a buzzing in his pocket. He made sure the teacher was looking the other way before pulling it out and reading the name.

Mercedes.

Blaine was confused. They had attained each other's numbers after that time at the mall, but Blaine never expected to be texted by her. And when he read the text he was even more surprised to find it was not about Kurt. But his surprise quickly turned to anger.

I just walked in on Quinn and Sam kissing. They told me that they're a 'thing' now. And I've asked around and people are saying they're together too. I thought I should text you...