"What… What if I never see him again?" He asks quietly, his eyes starting to water slightly. Kurt frowns and wraps is arms around Blaine tightly.

"You will, Blaine. Your dad will let you see him."

Blaine locks his phone and places it into his lap. He bites his lip before speaking again.

"They're… They're getting a divorce… Because of me.-"

"Stop. This is not your fault Blaine. You're not causing their divorce by being who you are. This is your mom's fault for not knowing how to love you. For not understanding that this isn't a choice. You are… amazing. She just can't see that you're still the person you were before you came out."

Blaine blinks away his tears and snuggles into Kurt. "I… I just want her to love me for me." He murmurs.

Kurt's heart shattered at his tone and he held him tighter. He was at a loss. He had no idea what to do for Blaine. So he settled on just being there for him. Like he was for Kurt.

So Kurt spent the rest of the flight cuddling him as he went to sleep, listening to the Warblers as they plan a party because they got into the top three. It didn't take long for Kurt to fall asleep, too.

~X~

"Blaine, are you read to- what are you doing?" Kurt walked out of the bathroom to find Blaine sitting cross-legged on top of his desk. There were a few photos in his lap, and one in his hands. The one in his hands was on he had pulled off the wall. Kurt sighed and walked over, seeing the picture of Blaine and his parents that usually resided in between the warbler and the pool party photos.

Blaine frowns and places it on the desk before picking up one of the photos in his lap. The one he picks up is the photo of him and Ryan, and he sticks it where the other used to be. He smiled and picked up another. One of him and Kurt while they had been bowling in New York, clearly having been taken by another warbler. He placed that picture up there too.

He then picked up the last one. One of him, Kurt and Layla. The night they'd drew at Regionals, at Breadstix. The three of them were smiling and laughing. Happy. Blaine had thanked Nick constantly when he'd shown him the photo he'd snapped. He loved it to pieces. And he placed that with the others, a smile on his face.

Kurt smiles at him and takes his hand. "You ready to go to the party now?"

Blaine looks over at him. "Yeah, I'm ready now."

~X~

The party was in full swing by the time Kurt and Blaine arrived. Music was blasting through several speakers placed around the room. The whole school had been invited, as well as the girls from Dalton's sister school, Crawford Country Day. Because it was outside of school, there was alcohol. A lot of it.

"You're not drinking, are you?" Kurt asked Blaine hopefully.

"Nope." He replied immediately, taking Kurt's hand in his and smiling.

The milled around, talking to people and taking a few bright red cups off those who already looked wasted. Kurt wasn't really comfortable in the crowd, feeling slightly claustrophobic and getting a little worried, so the two of them stuck to sides, never venturing too far into the craziness of the crowd.

They found the Warblers eventually. Most of them were sober, making sure everything was running smoothly before they drank. Kurt was more comfortable around them, and Blaine was smiling widely as they all talked. Someone yelled at them to perform their Nationals setlist, and the music was switched off soon after. Kurt was all for doing it again, and had a lot fun redoing it.

When it was over, Blaine was back at Kurt's side in a flash as everyone cheered loudly. Out of the corner of his eyes, Kurt spotted Nick pushing Jeff against a wall and making out with him fiercely. Kurt giggled and pointed them out to Blaine. He laughed loudly and they watched as Trent went over, a couple of cups in his hands, and tipped them all over the two. The couple spluttered helplessly before charging after Trent, who'd already got a head start.

Soon after, Blaine leaves Kurt with David and Wes as he went to search for some non-alcoholic drinks. Kurt sticks close to them, afraid to be sucked into the boisterous group of teens.

Blaine came back soon enough and gave Kurt his drink, in which Kurt smiled in thanks. The foursome chatted some more before Wes and David wandered off to find some girls.

Kurt and Blaine mingled for a while too; Kurt giggling uncontrollably every time Blaine had to tell a girl that he 'plays for the other team', especially when Kurt got jealous looks off them.

They had been at the party for a few hours when Blaine finally plucked up the courage to ask Kurt to dance.

They danced and had fun and talked and mingled. They started heading back to Dalton at around midnight, glad that neither of them were drunk.

They got back okay and went up to their dorm, being extra quiet so as to not wake up anyone who hadn't gone to the party.

They steadily got into their pyjamas and Kurt got straight into bed. He watched Blaine, waiting for him to join him. Blaine bit his lip nervously before getting into bed and spooning him as usual. Kurt was starting to drift off when Blaine spoke.

"Kurt?" He sounded nervous.

"Hmmm?" He replied, sleepily.

"Urm… you know we love each other?"

Kurt perked up a bit, confused. "Yeah?"

"Well… I realized that we…"

"That we what?"

Blaine took a shaky breath, before finally blurting it out. "Will you be my boyfriend!?"

There was a deadly silence in which Blaine grew more nervous before Kurt giggled. He actually giggled.

"Oh god, Blaine. Yes! Of course! You didn't have to be nervous! Did you honestly think I'd say no!?"

Blaine sighed in relief and kissed Kurt's hair softly. "Something like that." He mumbled.

Kurt giggled again and snuggles closer. "Silly boyfriend."

Blaine smiled contentedly. Kurt didn't have any nightmares that night.