The year Kurt met Blaine was turning out to be one of the happiest years of his life.

He was so used to the bullying he was subjected to everyday, but the words and shoves still hurt regardless. The bullies knew that Blaine could put up a fight (which Kurt had found out was because of boxing- and the idea of Blaine in gym clothes, sweating while throwing his fists at a punching bag definitely did not cross his mind), so they didn't really bother Kurt as much.

His friends, originally put off by Blaine's attitude, had started warming up to him. They were used to Blaine and Kurt almost always being together now, and they found that they had some things in common with each other. Blaine and Rachel both enjoyed having all the attention on them (although Blaine usually got it in negative ways), he and Tina both liked the same sorts of books, and he and Sam just...had some brotherly-like bonding.

And his family seemed to approve. Kurt had had Blaine over several times after he first met his family, and each time he seemed to be coming more and more out from behind the shield he always put up- even if only a little bit, it was progress.

Even meeting Blaine's family had been a success. Kurt had been nervous, but Blaine assured him that his family would love him. When they went inside, his parents greeted Kurt with kind smiles and hugs. They seemed very genuine in their happiness, expressing how glad they were that Blaine had found his soulmate so early, and that they were happy Blaine had someone there for him. That comment had made him cast a sour look their way, but Kurt had just squeezed his hand. He knew with Blaine's defensive ways and bad attitude, he didn't have many friends.

Weeks passed, with Kurt growing more confident in their relationship. Phone sex had happened again (once by accident again, once on purpose). Several makeout sessions happened on both of their beds, a few being shirtless (and wow did Blaine have a nice body).

And now they were laying in Blaine's bed, working on homework. Blaine actually liked to learn, as much of a front he put on about hating school. "It's the people and the amount of useless shit they have us do," Blaine explained one day. "That's why I don't like it."

But when he studied with Kurt, he seemed to enjoy it more. With book reports, Kurt prompted him to dig deeper. Give his opinions. Read up on other books the author had written. In science, they found experiments they could do to help them learn the concepts. Blaine was great at math, and was proud when he could help Kurt with his homework.

Somewhere along the lines of homework though, they ended up with Blaine on top of Kurt, kissing as their hands roamed unclothed chests.

"Do you want to see my last two tattoos?" Blaine asked against Kurt's lips before he pulled away, giving them both a little bit of space to catch their breath.

Kurt nodded and smiled, watching Blaine sit up on his knees and unbutton his pants. He raised his eyebrows, feeling his cheeks heat up.

"Are they in...inappropriate places?" Kurt asked, which Blaine laughed at as he moved to tug off his jeans before returning to kneeling above him again.

"No...I just needed those off to show you. Well...I didn't have to have them off, but..." Blaine shrugged before he started to tug down the front of his boxers, revealing the two Chinese symbols on his hips.

"This one is for hope," he said, pointing to the one of his left hip. "And this one is for courage," he said, pointing to the other. "I figured I may as well have some stereotypical tattoos. A lot of people have these and all...at least I know what mine mean..." he murmured with a laugh, before pulling his boxers back up into their place.

Kurt's eyes had wandered up to look at his tattoos. They were nice, and he wondered to himself why Blaine had specifically chosen those symbols. As if he had read his mind, Blaine said, "I knew I wanted courage. I always heard you needed to be courageous. Stand up for yourself and others. Don't be afraid. But...I saw hope. And I wanted that too. I wanted to be hopeful about my future. That shit wasn't just going to stay the same, you know?"

Kurt bit his lip, nodding as he smiled up at him, moving a tentative hand to his thigh, rubbing over it gently. "You got them for good meanings. I like them."

"Thanks..." Blaine murmured, smiling his rare, truly genuine smile that made the skin around his eyes crinkle up. He leaned down to kiss Kurt again, their hands gently skirting over backs and stomachs, chests and sides.

It wasn't long before they were completely focused on each other's kisses and touches again. Blaine sucked on Kurt's tongue with a moan, making him whine and arch as Kurt tugged on Blaine's hair. Kurt registeredOh god, that's Blaine's dickafter a few moments of feeling his erection rub against his leg.

"Blaine..."He mumbled, brushing his fingers through his curls, tipping his head back as Blaine kissed down his jaw and neck. Kurt could feel his heart racing and his mind spinning as he tried to prompt himself with what he should do now.

He gently twined his fingers in Blaine's hair as he pushed his thigh up slowly, making Blaine whimper against his neck as he ground harder against his leg.

"Blaine can...can I?" He asked, moving his hand down to rub it gently over his thigh. Blaine looked up at him, raising his eyebrows.

"Can you what?" He prompted, looking at him with dark eyes that made Kurt shiver. Knowing he turned Blaine on made a thrill run through him.

"I-I want to touch you..." he said quietly. Blaine raised his eyebrows but said nothing, standing up and facing away as he pulled off his boxers, tossing them to the ground, giving Kurt full access for his eyes to roam over his naked form.

Blaine was handsome, that much was obvious with his golden eyes, dark curls, and bright smile. And he was sexy, with toned arms and legs, a tapered waist and...wow, Blaine has a great ass, he thought to himself with a blush.

"Like what you see?" Blaine asked with a small laugh, trying to come off as cocky, but there was just a hint around the edges that he was a bit self-conscious about what Kurt would think of all of him.

"I do," Kurt said softly and smiled, biting his lip as he started to undo his pants.

"Kurt...you don't have to be naked too," Blaine started, watching as Kurt slid off his pants, folding them up and laying them on the nightstand.

"I...want to be..."he said quietly. Blaine had trusted him enough to show him himself naked. Blaine, who had issues trusting people because of how many people who had turned him away, because of how many people had hurt him, because of how many people wouldn't accept him.

But Blaine knew Kurt accepted him. And Kurt knew that Blaine accepted him. He was nervous...but he wasn't entirely afraid.

He slipped off his briefs, laughing a little as Blaine's eyes obviously fell on his cock.

"You could act a little more interested in other parts of my body, you know..."he murmured with a shy smile, but he could see Blaine's eyes moving other places.

"You're beautiful," Blaine said quietly as he reached Kurt's eyes.

"So are you, Blaine..." He replied, watching Blaine smile, pain hiding just around the edges, like he had been waiting his whole life for someone to tell him that.

They moved next to each other, laying on their sides. They laughed, blushing as their cocks bumped together as they shifted, trying to work out where to lay their legs and arms. They ended up with one hand on each other's chests, while Blaine's other arm rested on his side and Kurt's above his head, their legs gently intertwined. Soft touches of fingertips against arms and down chests, making their way over smooth stomachs and soft skin, ending with fingers wrapped around each other's erections.

They both kept the pace slow as they moved their hand, breathing softly as they watched each other's hands. Kurt could see the muscles of Blaine's belly tighten as he rubbed his thumb over the underside of his cock. His eyes moved up, watching Blaine biting on his lower lip before Blaine's eyes met his. They shifted closer, lips locking as their hands started to move faster.

Soft moans fell from their lips as they pulled away before kissing again, barely doing more than licking into each other's mouths and keeping their lips close as they shared breaths.

Kurt whimpered as his cock twitched, feeling the soft heat building in his belly. He opened his eyes to find Blaine's already half-lidded on locking with his in a moment. Before long, Blaine's eyes closed as he groaned, hips jerking slightly to push his cock up into Kurt's hand. Kurt closed his eyes again, focusing on keeping his hand moving as the heat kept building in his stomach.

Their breathing grew heavier as they neared their orgasms, Blaine's fingers moving faster as Kurt's tightened.

"Oh fuck, Kurt..." Blaine mumbled, hips pushing up again as he came, spilling over his fingers and stomach.

Kurt came shortly after him, moaning as he felt his orgasm buzz through his body. They came down together, breathing softly, sharing gentle kisses and smiles.

After cleaning themselves up and pulling their underwear back on they laid together, gently intertwined under the covers.

"Thank you," Kurt murmured quietly.

Blaine raised his eyebrows. "For what? The handjob? Because you really don't have to thank me for something-"

"No Blaine," he said with a small laugh. "Just...for giving me a chance."

"Oh," Blaine murmured, smiling faintly as he gently pressed a kiss to his forehead. "You don't have to thank me...It's the best decision I've ever made."