Blaine was utterly shocked. Sure he always joked about Nick and Jeff being gay for each other, but he never actually believed it to be true.

"I said, how-"

"We heard you, Nick." Kurt said, nudging Blaine slightly with his elbow, knocking him out of his short stupor. He blinked a few times before speaking.

"We should go… urm, talk about this somewhere else, where no one can over hear." Nick nodded and followed the two others as they started to walk up the stairs, trying to look inconspicuous.

They ended up in Kurt and Blaine's dorm, Kurt locking the door behind them, something they rarely do.

Blaine went and sat on his desk chair while Nick sat gently on Blaine's never used bed. Kurt leaned lightly against door, acting partly as lookout, making sure no one was coming.

"I- Err…" Kurt looked over at Blaine who was stumbling over his words. He had no idea what to do, not that Kurt did, but he knew the basics of these things more than Blaine; he had had a longer time to think over these.

"Nick, what made you question yourself?" Kurt asked, bringing his attention over to him instead of Blaine.

"Well…" He looked down at his knees, blushing, but also looking slightly afraid. Kurt raised an eyebrow at this.

"Nick, I can assure you that you don't need to be ashamed. And everything you tell us will stay in this room. We'll never tell anyone. I promise."

Nick looked up at Kurt, a small, trusting smile on face.

"Well, urm… It was on Thursday. A-and me and J-Jeff were playing on the Xbox in Wes' room again. And he was like… right next to me. And I couldn't stop staring at his… a-at his lips. I got scared and ran away. I haven't spoken to Jeff since…"

Kurt frowned as Nick blinked away tears and looked back down. Blaine was staring over at him confusedly, spinning his chair from side to side; thinking. But Kurt knew exactly what was going on.

"This isn't the first time you've wanted to kiss him, was it?"

Nick shook his head. He'd wanted to kiss Jeff plenty of times.

"You haven't elaborated what happened on Thursday, have you?"

He shook his head again, squeezing his eyes shut.

"You kissed him didn't you?" Blaine was wondering how Kurt was asking these questions so calmly, but then his attention was drawn back to Nick, who'd sniffled and nodded slowly.

Kurt pushed himself off the door and walked over to Blaine's bed, sitting down besides Nick and pulling him close, hugging him comfortingly.

"What happened after? What did he say?"

"He didn't. I ran away. I was t-terrified, Kurt." Kurt started to rub his back consolingly.

"Have you ever had any other reason to think you may be gay? Or was it just these moments with Jeff?"

"W-well… I don't know. I look at guys sometimes and think about how cute they are, or what they're wearing. But I've never really had feelings for any of them except Jeff…"

The room went silent. Blaine observed the two boys on his bed, still at a loss for what to say to either of them.

"Nick… What are you scared of most?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Uhh…" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"It isn't the gay bashing, is it? The hating? The cruel words? It's none of that."

Nick shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut.

"It's the possibility Jeff might not feel anything back, isn't it?"

Nick nodded, a few tears escaping and rolling down his cheeks.

They said no more, and soon enough, Nick had cried himself silently to sleep in Kurt's arms. Kurt laid him down on Blaine's bed, frowning lightly.

"We should talk with Jeff…" Blaine said, breaking the silence between them.

"We?" Kurt asked as he walked over to his wardrobe to pull out some sweatpants and a shirt. "You didn't say a word." He pulled off the plain shirt he'd been wearing all day and threw it on the floor, apparently not caring for once that Blaine was still in the same room as him.

Blaine didn't reply; too busy staring at Kurt shirtless. He shook his head, pushing away those thoughts and going back to their conversation as Kurt put on his night shirt.

"I didn't know what to say…"

"Neither did I!" Kurt rushed to the bathroom, finally realizing he was changing in front of Blaine and carried talking from there. "Some help would've been nice though. Seeing as he's more your friend than mine."

"You're kidding, right?" Blaine said, standing up and going to his own wardrobe. "Everyone here loves you. The Warblers especially."

"I find that hard to believe."

His voice was quiet, and Blaine barely heard it, but it saddened him that Kurt always doubted himself…

"It's true." Blaine said softly, walking over to the bathroom and leaning against the doorframe, watching Kurt as he applied some sort of face cream.

They stayed in silence as Kurt vigorously scrubbed it into his skin.

"Come on." Blaine said after a while. "Let's get some sleep."

~X~

Kurt woke up in middle of night. Not because of nightmares, because something hard was pressed against his back.

He groaned. This wasn't the first time he felt Blaine have an erection in the middle of night. The first time had been the night before he found out Blaine was gay. He never told Blaine he was awake every time the boy got up to have a cold shower at one in the morning.

He knew he couldn't push Blaine away, because he hugged so tightly at night it was almost impossible.

But he wasn't going to deny it brought back memories.

Memories he didn't want.

"Kuurff."

Kurt opened his eyes, confused. Blaine had never moaned before. And it sounded strangely like-

"Kurt!" And then he rolled his hips, brushing his erection against Kurt's back.

And then Kurt screamed, pushing away from Blaine and tumbling from the bed. He crawled to the wall, leaning up against it and cradling his legs as he shook while Blaine and Nick jumping up in shock from the scream.

"Kurt?" His voice was now alert, clearly awake, and he rustled around the bed for a second before he realized Kurt was no longer in it, and he spotted him against the wall by the door. He scurried out of the bed and over to Kurt, kneeling and was about to take him in his arms when Kurt shifted away from him.

"Kurt? I'm here. It's okay. It was just a drea-"

"No." Kurt said, shaking his head, trying to rid himself of the memories swimming around in the forefront of his mind. He breathed in deeply, trying to calm himself down.

"Kurt? What's wrong?"

"I… I think you need to go have a cold shower, Blaine."

Blaine's eyes widened and his jaw fell open. Nick's hand flew to his mouth as he tried to stifle his laughter.

"I-err-Shit… Kurt… Fuck, what did I do?" He asked helplessly, shifting a little, clearly readjusting himself in his sweatpants.

"Just go Blaine." Kurt whispered, not daring to look back at him.

Blaine looked torn for a second. He wanted to help Kurt but he also needed to sort his problem out, like Kurt suggested.

"I'm sorry, Kurt-"

"Apologize later."

Blaine sighed, frowning as he stood. As walked grudgingly over to the bathroom, he caught Nick's eyes. He motioned with his to Kurt, and Nick nodded, understanding and moving over to Kurt as Blaine disappeared.

"Are you okay?" He asked, seating himself beside Kurt, leaning over slightly to rub his arm comfortingly.

"Fine… I guess." Kurt said, sniffling, and suddenly he was jumping into Nick's arms, snuggling into him.

Shocked, it took Nick a minute to wrap his arms securely around Kurt, but when he did, he held him close.

He sat with Kurt, listening to the shower running. It was sort of soothing, and Kurt soon fell asleep in Nick's arms, a total opposite of what just happened hours ago.

When Blaine came out in fresh sweatpants and a shirt, he silently took Kurt from Nick, carrying him bridal style over to the bed, kissing him lightly on the forehead as he tucked him in. He turned to thank Nick, only to find that he had already left to go to his own room.

Blaine sighed and sat beside the bed, resting his arm on the bed and his head on his arm. He lifted his other arm up and gently moved a few strands of hair from Kurt's face.

He felt stupid as he watched Kurt. He knew he couldn't control his subconscious mind, but Kurt was starting to notice.

Blaine sighed as he realized he was falling asleep. Only just hearing Kurt's mumbled, sleepy words as he dropped off.

"Love you, Blaine."

~X~

Kurt woke to find himself, not in Nick's arms, but his bed, with Blaine silently snoozing beside him, seated on the floor and his arm outstretched with his hand resting on Kurt's cheek.

Kurt blushed and sat up, letting Blaine's hand fall across him and hit the bed soundlessly.

Kurt sighed and leaned over to shake Blaine lightly out of his slumber.

"Wha- Huh- Kurt?" He fumbled over his words and rubbed at his eyes tiredly.

"Good morning Blaine!" Kurt said, maybe a little too cheerfully. "Is the floor comfortable?"

Blaine looked down at himself tiredly, and then he remembered last night's events and why he was on the floor.

And then lastly… Kurt's sleepy words.

His jaw dropped. Love? Was that even possible? Did Kurt truly love him?

The words that came out of his mouth, however, went in the opposite direction to his thoughts.

"Kurt! I am so sorry about last-"

"Oh shut up, Boner Boy." Kurt said, shaking his head. "It wasn't the first time I felt… you against me… I swear you get boner every other night. It happens to all of us!"

"Boner Boy?" Blaine snorted, covering his slight giddiness over the fact that Kurt wasn't mad at him. And to hide that he was now thinking of Kurt with- Okay. No. Not now.

"Oh shut up!" Kurt moaned sarcastically, before he too burst out laughing. Kurt then huffed and stood from the bed, Blaine following his lead from the floor, wincing when he felt a small pain in his back. "Why did you sleep on the floor anyway?" Kurt asked, eyeing him.

"I… I don't know…" Blaine groaned and stretched himself, yawning widely.

"What were you dreaming about?" Kurt asked suddenly, his face completely serious. Blaine froze in place, his arms spread out as he was stretching.

"W-What?" He said dropping his arms and looking at Kurt, shocked.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"I- uh… n-nothing." Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"That would explain why you had a boner and moaned my name, and then… grinded against me…"

Blaine paled, his eyes growing wide, looking like a deer caught in headlights, his mouth falling open as he tried to think about his words.

"K-Kurt, I am so sorry. It's not like I can control my dreams-"

"Blaine!" Kurt said, trying not to laugh. "Forget it. As scary as that was last night, it doesn't matter. I know you can't control your dreams, much less your bodily functions, when you are sleeping. It happens to the best of us. I was joking. Now hurry up, we have class in two hours and I want to catch breakfast. We are also going to speak to Jeff today."

And then Kurt bustled off to the bathroom, closing the door behind him as Blaine felt the urge to ask him about his dream too.

Kurt had said he loved him. And he wasn't just going to sit by and ignore that. He wanted to do something about it. And he wanted to something soon…