"Where are Nick and Jeff?" Blaine asked, acting as if nothing was wrong.

"Jeff hasn't come out of our room since Thursday. He won't even talk to me." Wes said, frowning.

"Nick looks depressed. And he disappeared last night and didn't come back till like… three in the morning…" David said.

The Warblers around them murmured about how odd it was for them. Kurt and Blaine shared a look before Kurt stood, pushing away his food.

"Well, I'm not hungry. Come on Blaine."

"But I'm eating-"

"Blaine." Kurt spoke his name sternly and Blaine jumped up immediately.

"Whipped!" Thad exclaimed, making the Warblers burst out in laughter.

"I am not whip-" Kurt grabbed Blaine by the arm dragged him away, ignoring the snickers. Once they were outside of the dining hall, Kurt let go and rubbed his eyes tiredly.

"Kurt? Are you okay?" Blaine asked, all thoughts of friends moving to the back of his mind.

"I'm fine… just tired." He mumbled, walking again. Blaine followed, a frown on his face.

"I'm sorry…"

Kurt looked over at him, seeing the guilt and regret on his face.

"Blaine, no. It's not your fault-"

"But it is."

"Blaine. Stop. It happens to everyone." Blaine thought he heard something underlying his tone… but he ignored it and pressed on.

"But you shouldn't have to deal with that kind of stuff, Kurt-"

"Just forget it. I'm trying and it doesn't help that you keep bringing it up! I'm trying to look on the bright side of things-"

"Is there even a bright side to this?" Blaine asked, exasperated. His eyes searched Kurt's face as the boy remained silent, clearly searching for words.

"Yes." He said finally, looking down at the floor.

"Then tell me," Blaine said after Kurt said no more. "Because I'd sure as hell like to know."

"You." Kurt said, stopping to look at Blaine in the eyes. "You're making it better, Blaine."

"Not after last-"

"I'm not talking about last night. I'm talking about in general. If it was anyone else I'd still be hiding in my room and eating several tubs of ice cream a day. You saved me. Not just from… him, but from myself. And I like to think that you're erasing him from my memory. Every night, every day, every hug, every... kiss. You're making me better Blaine, and I'm not going to let you beat yourself up over something as trivial as a boner. I just… I just don't want you to go anywhere."

Kurt had tears in his eyes threatening to fall, and Blaine immediately took Kurt into his arms, holding him tightly.

"I'm not going anywhere. I promise…" He murmured as Kurt slowly hugged him back. "I'm not going to leave you."

~X~

"JEFF! I know you're in there and I know why! Open the damn door!" Blaine yelled through the wooden door, banging on it loudly.

"FUCK OFF!" Jeff yelled back, throwing something at the door. It was a soft sound which made the boys assume it was a pillow.

"Open the door or we'll get Wes up here with his key! And he doesn't know so I think its best that yo-"

The door clicked and swung open, showing a grumpy, sleepy looking Jeff glaring at them.

"Thank you." Blaine said as he and Kurt walked in. Kurt bent down to pick up the pillow that was slumped on the floor.

"What d'you want?" he asked, slamming the door shut and walking over to his bed before throwing himself onto it.

"We want to talk-"

"About what?" He asked stubbornly.

"How you feel about-" Kurt started, sitting on the opposite bed, but was cut off by Jeff.

"I don't want to."

"Jeff," Kurt sounded tired as he spoke, "As much as you try to hide it, you still have feelings. And you should tell us so we can help you-"

"Oh like you care!"

Blaine stepped forwards and opened his mouth to say something, but he saw Kurt shaking his head, so he remained silent.

"I do care, Jeff. So does Blaine. If we didn't we wouldn't be here."

"And yet, you fail to tell us what happened to you. We care about you. So why don't you tell us."

"Jeff-!"

"Blaine, no. He has a point."

"What!"

Jeff didn't think that Kurt would actually consider this. He had only said to make them leave. So he sat up, intrigued.

"There's a reason why haven't told any of you. I didn't even tell my friends from McKinley. My stupid dickhead of a step-brother told them… The only person I told willingly was Blaine. For some reason I felt like I could trust him, even after knowing him for barely four hours, and only speaking to him for two minutes of that time. He's different than everyone else… special.

"I feel like you had that with Nick? Like you could trust each other the second you met. Like you couldn't keep something from him. I know you don't want to lose the friendship you two have. So please, talk about your feelings. Because they matter. You matter. I promise anything you say will be kept between us. Just like I promised with Nick."

Jeff frowned, taking in everything Kurt said.

The room around them remained silent, only the sound of their breathing could be heard. Until Jeff spoke.

"I feel scared. Confused. I just… don't know what to think…"

Kurt sighed.

"I'm going to ask you the same questions I ask Nick. And I want you to answer them honestly, okay?"

He nodded in reply, eyes falling to the floor.

"So have you ever… questioned yourself? Your sexuality? Who you are as a person?"

"Not really…"

Kurt sighed, stumped. So he changed his tactics.

"Have you felt anything for anybody of the same gender?"

"I guess?" He looked up, looking just as confused as he sounded.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I might have. But I guess I feel the same about guys as I feel about girls… so I don't really notice because I try to avoid thinking about my feelings…"

It went silent as Kurt thought through this, debating what was going on.

"Have you ever thought… you might be bisexual?" Kurt asked, locking eyes with Jeff, watching him think, considering this option.

"I don't know. I've never really thought about my sexuality."

"I want you to. Right now."

The room fell silent again, this time much longer. Blaine sighed and moved to sit beside Kurt, leaning lightly against him. After about ten minutes of silence, Jeff finally spoke.

"Yes. I think I might be." He said. Kurt nodded, thankful that they were finally getting somewhere.

"Jeff… how did you feel when Nick kissed you?"

"Uh… shocked. And then when he left… betrayed."

"Why?" Kurt asked, confused.

"He's my best friend, and I felt like he felt that he couldn't tell me that he was guy and had feelings for me. But now I'm really thinking about it, he must've been just as scared as I am about his feelings."

Silence fell again, before Kurt stood to walk over to Jeff, and knelt in front of him.

"I think you should speak to Nick." He said. Jeff nodded in agreement. "From what I know both of you are skipping school today. You'll have privacy."

"Thank you." He whispered, Kurt just smiled in return and stood, walking to door, quickly followed by Blaine who patted Jeff on the shoulder and good bye.

"Kurt?"

Kurt stopped by the door, looking back at Jeff.

"What did happen to you?" he sounded curious, but no longer desperate for the information. Kurt frowned, quickly deciding what he should say.

The truth.

"I was…" He closed his eyes, afraid to say.

"Kurt?" It was Blaine now. "Do you want me to-?"

Kurt nodded, squeezing his eyes shut tighter as Blaine walked over and sat beside Jeff, quietly whispering so the words wouldn't reach Kurt's ears. Kurt didn't see the flabbergasted expression on his face, or how it turned into one of sorrow.

Kurt didn't want his sympathy. He wanted to leave, and the second he sensed Blaine beside him, he left through door without another word.

~X~

By dinner, Kurt had all but forgotten the last minute or so in Jeff and Wes' room, and he happily sat down at the Warbler table, glad to see Nick and Jeff there, sitting side by side, content smiles on their faces.

"Where have you two been all day?" Trent asked as he sat down, eyeing Nick and Jeff.

"I had to think about some things…"

"And I had to get some sense knocked into me." Jeff shot a smile at Kurt, although it looked a little sad. Kurt ignored this part of the smile and smiled back.

The conversation on the table flowed from there, Kurt barely chipping in as much as the others. About ten minutes in Blaine was saying something when he got cut off.

"-I don't think that he'd-"

"Blaine?" The whole table looked up to see some student that wasn't a Warbler standing by the table. He was blond and almond eyes, and he was looking down at Blaine hopefully.

"Urm… Hi? Ben, right?" The boy nodded, grinning.

"I was urm… hoping that…" The fumbled with his words, Kurt scrunched up his face trying to decipher what the boy wanted.

"Hey Blaine!" Trent said from across the table. "I think Ben is trying to ask you out."

Blaine's widened and he looked back up to Ben who nodded slowly in confirmation. Then Blaine's eyes shot to Kurt, immediately spotting jealousy in his face. He bit his lip, trying to laugh at Kurt, before looking back to Ben, who saw the humour in his eyes and looked offended and upset. Blaine immediately started to comfort him.

"OH, I'm not laughing at you." Ben nodded, still not sure, but pressing onto what he came over here for.

"So will you? Go on a date with me?"

"No." It wasn't Blaine who spoke. It was Kurt. Ben scowled at him.

"I think he can speak for himself-"

"His answer would still be no, albeit, in much more… comforting way than a straight forward no." Kurt said, his eyes narrowing.

"Just because you're jealous! I bet you're not even his type!" Kurt's eyes widened and he laughed loudly.

"Kurt!" Blaine hissed. "Neither of you know my type-"

"Sure…" Nick said from beside Jeff.

"I agree with Nick. Especially since you had a fucking boner last night and was moaning my name in your sleep." Kurt then stood up angrily, pushing his food away and stalking from the dining hall without a look back at them.

Blaine's face heated up quickly as he remembered the warblers around him, and Ben beside him.

"Oh… wow. Okay. Bye." Ben left, feeling thoroughly embarrassed himself.

Then the Warbler's were shooting questions at him, making him slump further into his seat as Nick tried to answer with what he knew, Jeff frowning alongside him.

Soon enough the embarrassment was too much and Blaine fled, trying hard to hide his face.