“Morning love,” Blaine placed a kiss in his hair, “You slept like a log last night.”

“Are you trying to call me heavy?” Kurt said lifting his head up so it was in line with Blaine’s, “Because I’m not sure how I feel about being woken up for insults.”

“No, I’m saying that you didn’t have any nightmares,” Blaine stated, “Which, personally, I am grateful for. I hate seeing you upset.”

Kurt grinned, “You totally ruined that happy, contented mood I was in. You, sir, are a mood ruiner.” Kurt punctuated the statement by prodding Blaine’s chest.

“I am not a mood ruiner,” Blaine said mock-scandalised, “I can’t believe you would even suggest that.” In a split second Kurt was on his back and Blaine was hovering over him with a wicked grin on his face. “I think you should be punished for that.”

“Oh yeah, how are you going to do that, big bad wolf?” Kurt taunted, and immediately regretted it when Blaine’s fingers started tickling his sides mercilessly, “Okay, haha, you need to stop,” Kurt tried to breathe, “Oh my god, I hate you so much.”

“That’s not the special word, well it’s more of a statement than word.” Blaine said idly, continuing to tickle Kurt.

“You suck,” Kurt puffed.

“Still not what I’m looking for... I’ll give you a hint, it begins with ‘Blaine, you are so amazing, and I love..’ I’m sure you can get how it ends.” Kurt raised a fist and punched Blaine in the shoulder before he remembered that it would take super-human strength for a blow to really have any impact. Kurt’s effort however just made Blaine tickle harder.

“Oh fine, you win,” Kurt conceded breathlessly. Blaine stopped so Kurt could get his breath, “Blaine, you are so amazing, and I love.. chocolate? Right?” Blaine lifted his hands to continue tickling, “Okay, I love you, Blaine, please, god, stop.” Blaine was grinning triumphantly from his place above Kurt, “New rule though, you can’t use your werewolf strength against me.”

Blaine contemplated that for a minute, “How about I just don’t use it against you in tickle fights?”

Kurt rolled his eyes, “Okay, Mr. I-Need-To-Be-Stronger-Than-My-Human-Mate. Now up and off so I can get up.”

Blaine shook his head, “No, I don’t think that’s the secret password.”

Kurt sighed, “Again? Really? You think you’re so cute.” Instead of Blaine waiting for Kurt to work out what he was after, he swooped down and kissed him. He licked Kurt’s bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss.

It had the opposite effect, “Morning breath,” Was all Kurt used as explanation pulling completely away from Blaine.

“I am cute by the way,” Blaine shouted when Kurt retreated to the bathroom. Kurt rolled his eyes at his ridiculous boyfriend. Blaine was still lounging in bed when Kurt came back with clean teeth and a change of clothes. “Nooo, why did you get dressed? We aren’t even going to school today. I wanted cuddles.”

“I know my dad is sitting downstairs in our kitchen waiting for us, so you must know as well.” Blaine closed his eyes and tried to think of an excuse.

“Yes he is, I know he is, but it’s going to be stressful for you. I just wanted you to have a couple of minutes of reprieve.” Blaine stood up and stretched, “But since you want to rush down there I’m going to quickly get changed.” Kurt watched as his boyfriend stripped off his shirt before heading to Kurt’s closet, he could barely take his eyes away from Blaine’s muscular back, but couldn’t help by focus on his birthmark again.

Kurt was shocked out of his admiration when he heard a chuckle from across the room, “Enjoying the show babe?”

Kurt picked up the closest shirt and threw it at Blaine, “Go into the bathroom and get dressed already, exhibitionist.” Blaine continued laughing before going into the bathroom to get changed, a smirk firmly in place.

Kurt wouldn’t admit it but when Blaine came out fully dressed he was a little disappointed. Blaine wasted no time pulling Kurt until his body was flush against his, “Also, it wasn’t exhibitionism, I didn’t make you look, you did that all on your own.”

“Well I didn’t have much choice, with you just throwing your body out there. How could I not look?” Kurt argued back, with a small smile on his face.

“Oh, so are you admitting my body is so nice to look at that you simply couldn’t look anywhere else in this room.”

“I hate you and your stupid body so much right now.” Kurt said, blushing, and looking at any spot in the room that wasn’t Blaine’s eyes or smug smile.

“Aww, baby, you know I could barely keep my hands off you when you decided to strip your shirt off the other night. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, I, personally am quite flattered.” Kurt actually punched him in the chest when he said that. Blaine faked flinching away dramatically and Kurt glared, at the very least he could cause him some emotional distress.

Blaine pouted, “Okay, okay, I like to see you squirm, sorry for liking that my boyfriend thinks I’m hot.”

Kurt laughed, and pulled Blaine into a kiss, “You really don’t know when to shut up do you?” Kurt murmured keeping his forehead pressed against Blaine’s.

“Not really, no. I appreciate this method of shutting me up. You should try it again, see if it works more than once.” Blaine whispered back, loving that his mate was initiating all the physical touch, he’d been worried that Kurt would shy away from him after the Karofsky debacle. Thus far though, Kurt was still as tactile as he was before.

Blaine stopped analysing the situation when Kurt kissed him again, Blaine responded immediately, pressing in closer to Kurt and deepening the kiss. Kurt sighed and relaxed against Blaine’s body, opening his mouth when he felt Blaine’s tongue against his bottom lip. Blaine quickly dominated the kiss, Kurt didn’t even put up a fight. The wolf inside Blaine howled with satisfaction at the obvious sign of submission, and he pulled Kurt closer to wrap his arms tightly around his middle.

Soon Blaine’s hands were wandering stroking up and down Kurt’s back until he felt bare skin against his hand. Blaine waited a few seconds before pushing Kurt’s shirt up and mapping out Kurt’s bare back with his hands. Kurt let out a moan and pressed back into Blaine’s hands before pulling back and tugging Blaine’s shirt over his head before diving in and kissing Blaine again. Soon though he was making his way down Blaine’s neck, nibbling and licking, making his mark on his mate.

Blaine didn’t even think about the limits he and Kurt had set, about how they didn’t want to go too fast, he couldn’t think not when Kurt’s tongue was doing that to his exposed collarbone. It was only when Blaine tried to pull Kurt’s shirt off that his brain caught up with his hormones. He ran his hands through Kurt’s hair before pulling him up for another deep searching kiss, slowing down, pulling away every few seconds until he was just placing light kisses against Kurt’s lips.

Both of them were panting as if they’d ran a marathon, “Okay, so that got out of hand quickly.” Kurt whispered into Blaine’s chest where his head was resting.

“Yeah, it did,” Blaine pulled away to tug his shirt back on, “Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to let it get out of hand, but then your mouth was on my neck and I couldn’t exactly think straight.” Kurt laughed at his choice of words, “Oh you know what I mean. Don’t be a dick. It doesn’t help that the full moon is tomorrow night, my control over anything is tenuous at best.”

Kurt cleared his throat feeling a little awkward over the fact that he had just practically mauled his boyfriend whilst his father was downstairs. “Okay, so breakfast?”

“You know the way to my heart, Mr. Hummel.” Blaine reached for his hand tugging him in for one last kiss, “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Kurt smiled, “Now let’s go face the music, as they say.”

Kurt lead their way into the kitchen, Blaine trailing half-a-step behind with an unconscious hand on his lower back, not guiding, more just to keep him close.

Burt and Carole were both at the table sipping coffee. Burt jumped up as soon as he saw his son and quickly engulfed him in an all-encompassing hug. One that said I am so glad you are okay and I was so worried about you and I will beat this Karofsky kid’s balls off if he ever comes near you again.

They broke apart and Kurt moved silently to the coffee machine. “Blaine, how do you take yours?” Kurt asked quietly, wanting to break the tense atmosphere that had settled in the kitchen.

“Oh, creamer, with two sugars,” Blaine replied moving up behind Kurt and placing a hand on his back, he just couldn’t stand to be parted from his mate so soon after what happened. “Thanks babe.” The casual, light-hearted phrase seemed out of place in the kitchen.

They both picked up their coffee and moved to sit opposite Carole and Burt, Kurt immediately reached out to hold his dad’s hand to offer some semblance of comfort.

Carole interrupted the silence, “How are you feeling, sweetie?” she asked, gazing at Kurt with her soft brown eyes.

“I’m okay,” Kurt answered, voice still timid. “I... I’ll be fine.” Carole reached across the table to pat his arm before the real conversation started.

Kurt cleared his throat before starting it off, “So what’s on the agenda for today? There’s no point in trying to sugar coat it. What’s the first step?”

Burt looked straight into his son’s eyes, pulling his hand back from Kurt’s so he could place both of his on the table. “First things first, Kurt. You gotta tell me everything. How bad are you really getting harassed at school?”

Kurt bit his lip, unsure of how to answer this question without stressing his dad out, “It used to not be so bad, a few locker checks here and there, a slushie every other day. But this year it’s been more concentrated, instead I was getting slushied 2 or 3 times a day, and Karofsky had made it his life goal to torture me.” Kurt took a deep breath trying to calm himself, but Blaine beat him to it, running his hands up and down Kurt’s back in a familiar gesture of comfort. He sent a weak smile in Blaine’s direction in thanks, “It’s been hard dad, but nothing I couldn’t handle, the tire slashing thing was out of character, but so was the k-kiss, was, uh, yeah that,” Kurt could feel the tears welling in his eyes, he hated how defenceless he had felt in that moment, when Karofsky had him pinned against the wall, when he realized that his quick-wit and nothing-you-can-say-can-hurt-me facade could do nothing in the face of sheer physical violence.

He wasn’t even aware he was crying until he heard Blaine, “Babe, it’s okay, you’re going to be fine, he’s not going to come near you ever again.” Kurt shook his head, trying to blink back the tears, but it was no use. He went to bury himself in Blaine’s arms but then he felt his father’s hand on his shoulder and instead he launched himself at his dad.

It felt like hours until he could control his sobbing, just talking about last night made it real, it wasn’t something Kurt had created in his head. This was real life. Last night he had been sexually assaulted, and if it weren’t for Blaine it could have been much worse than just a kiss.

It was too much for Blaine to just sit at the table, helpless. A few tears of his own leaked out and when he looked across at Carole he saw that she hadn’t been able to control the wetness in her eyes either. They both moved to refill their coffees, just for something to do.

Burt’s gruff voice was what broke the silence, “You alright now, bud?” Blaine could see that Burt had been crying too. No one was left unaffected by what had happened to Kurt.

Kurt scrubbed his face, trying to remove the tears, “Yeah, I’m better, thanks dad.”

“Why don’t you go to the bathroom and wash your face?” Carole asked sweetly, “We’ll start making breakfast, and fetch you a new coffee.” Kurt nodded glancing at Blaine who sent him a small smile.

“Can you come with me? I don’t want to be alone right now,” Kurt asked like he was ashamed of himself.

Blaine nodded and stood up quickly, placing a hand on Kurt’s lower back to guide him to the downstairs bathroom. “Sorry about losing it back there, I just... Blaine, I want to be over it, I don’t want to let it affect me, but- but I was just so scared. I could barely push him away Blaine, he could have-” Kurt cut himself off with a deep breath before he could start crying again. “I think it just all hit me at once that what happened was real, and not some surreal nightmare.”

Blaine pulled Kurt into a hug, “There is nothing to be sorry about, honestly I was kind of worried about how calm you had been.” Kurt tucked his head into Blaine’s neck trying to surround himself with his mates scent.

When he pulled back he had a small smile on his face, “Okay, I need to wash my face before these tears do their damage, because it will takes weeks to fix that.”

Blaine placed a hand on Kurt’s cheek, “You’ll always be beautiful to me.” Kurt snorted in laughter and Blaine cut him off with a chaste kiss, “Mock me all you want, I know you love me.”

“I do,” Kurt said, suddenly serious, “I really do love you.”

Blaine just responded by stroking his thumb down Kurt’s cheek and back up again and then giving him a small peck on the cheek. Kurt gave a watery smile and turned the corner to the bathroom.

While Kurt cleansed and moisturized, Blaine sat on the edge of the tub. They were silent, for once. Both back in thought about the previous day’s events. Or rather, what the hell they were going to do about them.

Kurt finished up and walked to the tub, sitting on Blaine’s lap and lightly leaning against his chest. His face was contemplative and Blaine jostled him a bit to get him to speak up.

“I don’t want to know,” Kurt said without moving.

“You don’t want to know what?” Blaine asked slowly, though he had an idea.

“I don’t want to know what happens to Kar- him,” Kurt didn’t want to remember, he didn’t even want to think his name. “I... I can’t decide whether or not I want to even report him,”

Blaine sighed, and kept his hand slowly moving up and down his back, “You need to do what you’re comfortable with. Personally I want to rip his balls off and stuff them down his throat, but that’s me. If you don’t want to report him for attacking you last night, we won’t, but you’re going to have to go to the principal to at least report that he’s been harassing you.”

Kurt sighed and rested his head against Blaine’s shoulder, exhausted, “I don’t ever want to go back to that place again, I know last night I said I wanted to go back, but it’s just too real now.” Blaine kissed him on his forehead and didn’t protest what he was saying.

“I know that you don’t want to go back, I knew it last night Kurt, but you know it’s the right thing to at least inform the school about what was going on.” Kurt knew he was right but that didn’t mean that he wanted to go. “Alright, let’s go downstairs, eat some breakfast and then go to your school, and then we can come back here and cuddle until you forget anything else exists.”

“You promise?” Kurt asked, tears still in his eyes, but he was slowly gaining control of his emotions.

“Like you could stop me?” Blaine grinned, helping him stand up, “Now let’s eat, I’m starving!”

“Like that’s new..” Kurt muttered. Blaine smacked his arse lightly to get him to move up the stairs more quickly.

Once they got upstairs Burt pulled Kurt into another tight hug before allowing him to sit down and start in on the pancakes Carole had whipped up.

Blaine plopped down in his seat and starting devouring pancakes quicker than Kurt had even seen Finn eat.

“These are delicious Carole, thanks.” Blaine said after his fourth pancake.

“How much do you eat exactly?” Burt asked curiously, Blaine didn’t seem like he was slowing down.

“A lot, apparently, Kurt says it’s unnatural, which I guess it is, werewolf metabolism, I just burn through food.” Blaine explained, keeping his hand on Kurt’s. “So, what’s the plan with the school?”

“We have a meeting at 10, unfortunately Blaine, it can only be parents.” Blaine bit his tongue from yelling. Humans would never understand the true pull of a mate, to be so intricately bound to them. Yelling wouldn’t get him into that room, so he kept quiet, Kurt however didn’t think that.

“What? No, I’m not doing this without him, I thought he would be there the whole time, that’s the only reason I agreed to do this.” Kurt’s hand tightened on Blaine’s.

“Babe, calm down, it can’t be helped, I’ll be right outside if you need anything.” Blaine turned his head so he was looking straight into his eyes, “You’ll be fine, if he even so much as thinks a bad thought I will be there.” There was a part of Blaine that was actually relieved that he wouldn’t be in that room, because he wasn’t sure if he would be able to restrain himself from ripping that asshole’s throat out. With his teeth.

Kurt didn’t look convinced, but nodded shakily, “Okay, I can do this.”

It wasn’t long before everyone was standing up and preparing to leave for the school, just as they got to the door Blaine tugged Kurt’s jacket out of his hand and replaced it with his own. “Just in case you get scared, remember I’m there okay?” Kurt breathed in the scent of his mate nodding solemnly before stepping out of the house and walking towards his father’s car.

He seemed perfectly calm, until they pulled up in front of the school and the grip on Blaine’s hand tightened again, “Do I really have to do this?” Kurt asked, his eyes not leaving the school.

Blaine squeezed his hand is reassurance, “You’ll be happier when it’s done.” Kurt shrugged and got out of the car with Blaine, “Come on, let’s head inside.” The grip Kurt had on his hand tightened again, Blaine stopped and tugged him into a hug, “You’ll be okay. Trust me.”

Kurt pulled back and smiled weakly, “Of course I will, I just needed a hug.” Blaine grinned walking a bit faster to catch up to Carole and Burt who had left the two boys alone to talk.

Once they got to outside the principal’s office Blaine stopped and kissed Kurt on the forehead, “This is the end of the line for me. They’re already in there,” Blaine informed the others, “You’ll do great, and remember I love you, see you soon.” Blaine released Kurt’s hand and pushed him lightly to get him to enter the room.

Blaine paced the hall waiting for the meeting to be finished, he could hear everything happening, Karofsky denying everything, and the useless principal agreeing, Burt yelling. Blaine could feel the wolf tearing to come out and kill the person that decided to harm his mate. He could feel his nails and teeth lengthening and struggled to get it under control. The day before the full moon always pulled the wolf closer to the surface, closer to taking control.

Blaine had always had near-perfect control over his wolf, this was the first time he had struggled in his life to not turn. Blaine was glad he was outside, because if Karofsky face was half as smug as he thought it was he would be tearing his throat out, regardless of who was in the room.

After half an hour of yelling, or what Figgins called negotiations, Karofsky was let off with a week suspension to be served after winter break.

Blaine got himself under control for Kurt, he didn’t want to scare his mate or his parents, but the wolf was simmering at the surface.

The rage Kurt was emitting was practically palpable when he left the Principal’s office. Blaine barely had time to grab his hand and pull Kurt possessively to his side, to calm his wolf, before Kurt was storming out of the school.

“It’s such bullshit, my word against his, therefore it didn’t happen,” Kurt snarled, almost wolf-like, yep, he was definitely starting to pick up some of Blaine’s habits. “Yes, because I would make up that he kissed me, that makes so much sense.” Blaine tried to cut in, “Never mind that he has tortured me on a near constant basis since Sophomore year, no, let’s completely disregard all prior history that indicates he might do something like this.” Blaine finally tugged Kurt to a stop and pulled him into a tight embrace.

“I’m sorry that it didn’t work out babe, but at least you never have to come back here,” Kurt’s eyes were glassy, but Blaine could still feel the anger coming off him in waves.

“It’s just not fair, Blaine. I expected more than a slap on the wrist and too bad, so sad.” Kurt was blinking rapidly, trying to hold back the tears, “They literally did nothing. I’ve never felt so angry and useless in my life. All of that may as well have been for nothing, a minor blip on his school record.”

“Take a deep breath,” Kurt did as he said, and Blaine noticed out of the corner of his eye Burt and Carole approaching with what looked like the contents of Kurt’s locker. “I know you’re frustrated, but we said we’d do this then wipe our hands of it. You informed them, and they’ve chosen to be the homophobic assholes I expected them to be. Now we can move on, you’ll be at Dalton after break and we’ll never think about this place again.”

“You’re right, but it doesn’t make me not want to go in there and punch Figgins in the face.”

Blaine laughed, “Okay, before you cause harm to anyone, let’s go home and relax. Do you wanna stay here again tonight? We have to head to mine for the full moon tomorrow night anyways.”

“Sounds good to me,” said Kurt as he slowly tried to banish all the rage from his system with a deep breath. Blaine ushered Kurt into the car and despite seeming to have calmed down the grip on Blaine’s hand didn’t lessen the entire trip home.

“Why don’t you go and get into something comfortable and I’ll set up down here, Disney marathon?”

Kurt’s face lit up, “Definitely, I’ll just be a minute,” Burt stopped him just before he could dash upstairs.

“Carole and I are going into work for a half day, you two will be right here this afternoon?”

“There’s food in the fridge for lunch, I’ll be home about 5:30, it’s only a short shift at the hospital.” Carole informed them before ducking upstairs herself to get changed.

“I’ll be fine, dad. Blaine’s here to look after me, and Finn will be home around 4.” Kurt gave his dad a tight hug, “But now I’m going to get into my pjs and be lazy as it’s technically winter break right now for us.”

Burt hadn’t taken his jacket off and turned to leave again, “Look after him?” He didn’t have to ask he knew that, but he felt better knowing than assuming.

“Always.” Burt nodded calling out for Carole, after they left, the house was quiet. Blaine rooted around their DVDs until he found Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, The Little Mermaid and The Lion King. That would easily keep them entertained until dinner. Kurt stumbled down 10 minutes later, carrying a blanket with him, “What movie do you want to start with?” Blaine asked.

Kurt looked at what was on offer, “Beauty and the Beast, I’ve always had a soft spot for that one. Do you want any snacks?” Blaine didn’t want Kurt to do anything this afternoon but relax, he went to say no, but his stomach quickly negated that by rumbling. Kurt was already halfway to the kitchen, “Put the DVD in, and I’ll get some popcorn and sodas.” Blaine put the DVD in and was in the kitchen before Kurt could even put the popcorn in the microwave, “Cute. So, what do you guys even do on the full moon? What am I going to do?”

“Oh, no no no,” Blaine chuckled, “it’s a surprise. You don’t get to know anything yet.” He smirked some more at Kurt’s angry pout. “Oh, yeah, I just remembered. Wes wants your opinion on what he should wear to the Winter Ball in order to, and I quote, “attract the tigers, not the house cats,” Blaine snorted.

Kurt, however, had more important things to worry about than Wes’ utter lack of tact. “Wait, what Winter Ball?” Kurt asked, stirring the butter into the popcorn before herding Blaine out of the kitchen, but not before Blaine grabbed a packet of M&M’s.

“Uhh, the one in like a week?” At Kurt’s still confused expression Blaine elaborated, “I swear I told you about it. Dalton has an annual Winter Ball, it’s pretty formal, I didn’t tell you about it?”

Kurt was hurt, did Blaine not want him there? Why wouldn’t he have invited him? He continued on into the living room without Blaine when his eyes started to sting just the smallest twinge.

Kurt was only allowed to doubt himself for a few more seconds, though, before Blaine caught on. Evidently picking up on the slightest tinge of pink on Kurt’s skin and the quickening of his angry heartbeat, damn werewolf senses.

“Oh, babe, Don’t think that I did this on purpose, I’m sorry,” Blaine moved to hug Kurt from behind before they could make it back to the living room, his cheek smashed up against Kurt’s shoulder blades and his arms around his waist. “I’m pretty clueless sometimes, it has nothing to do with you,” Blaine continued, swaying their bodies from left to right in a soothing, twisting motion.

Kurt huffed, reassured, but still pretty peeved. “Well you could have at least given me enough time to actually find something to wear.”

“Oh yeah, you have something to wear right? I know how pedantic you are about your clothes,” Blaine said, letting go of Kurt and continuing their walk to the living room.

“You’re kidding, right? Tell me you don’t really expect me to just throw on whatever suit I have laying around,” Kurt pleaded, but rather weakly, he couldn’t be too surprised at his mate’s lack of concern about his wardrobe at this point.

“Ummm,” Blaine started, but Kurt cut him off.

“Oh, crap. That’s totally what you’re doing, isn’t it? Oh god, when did you buy this suit, Blaine? The last couple months? Six months?”

“Uhhh, I think when I was like fourteen for a wedding or something? I haven’t really grown much since then so I haven’t had to buy a new one.”

Kurt covered his face with one hand and looked up at Blaine. “Really? Oh my god, I’m not even surprised. I really hate that I’m not surprised.” He sighed, shaking his head. “Alright, tomorrow I’ll go shopping for both of us. Crap,” Kurt gave Blaine’s short, but muscular stature a once-over, “finding something that actually fits you is going to be as impossible as it is for me.” He groaned, “You are going to have to come with me for fittings. We better get started with the pre-online work.” Kurt got up and started towards his room and his laptop.

Blaine, who Kurt really hadn’t been paying attention to, finally let out his burst of giggles. Kurt turned around from the third step on the stairs with a scowl and his hands on his hips. “This is not funny Blaine, you gave me less than a wee-”

Blaine interrupted him with a smiling peck to his lips, bursting over to the stairs before Kurt could register that he had moved. He looked smug at the surprised look on Kurt’s face and Kurt, once again, cursed his stupid werewolf powers.

“You’re cute,” said Blaine simply, taking hold of Kurt’s hand in his own from where he stood on the second step and swinging them from side to side, “Can I make it up to you?” Blaine continued swinging their arms at he looked up at Kurt through his lashes.

Kurt bit his lip, trying valiantly not to smile at his boyfriend’s ridiculousness, he would not admit it was adorable, no, because he was angry, and had a lot of very frantic shopping to do, thanks to his dumb boyfriend. Despite himself, Kurt played along, “How are you gonna do that?” he asked skeptically.

“Welllllllllllll I figure shopping would be much easier for you without that pesky budget,” he reached into his back pocket for his wallet, “So why don’t I just give you this credit card to help out with that little problem?” Blaine smirked at Kurt who had already been jumping up and down and squealing by the word “credit.” Just when Kurt reached for it Blaine pulled it back, “But you have to give me this afternoon of just us.”

Kurt glared at him, “You’re bribing me.”

“Yes, I am, but if you listen to me you can have this tonight and start planning.”

Kurt bit his bottom lip, “You drive a hard bargain, but I agree, we can spend the afternoon together for the card.” Blaine grinned and practically knocked Kurt over with a hug, Kurt rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Blaine’s shoulders, which only made Blaine’s grip tighten. Instead of letting go, he nosed his way into Kurt’s neck and just stayed still allowing his mate to completely cover him.

“Okay, movie time.” Kurt’s only warning was Blaine’s wicked grin before Blaine was dropping an arm to loop around Kurt’s legs and snatching him up.

“What are you doing Blaine?” Kurt squealed, “I didn’t agree to this.” Blaine just chuckled before dumping him (gently) on the couch, only to leave to get the popcorn and drinks.

“I had to make sure you wouldn’t run off as soon as I turned my back, I’m onto you Kurt Hummel.” Kurt smiled and buried his head in the blanket he’d left there earlier. “Alright, budge over so I can fit on the couch as well.” Kurt shifted down to one end allowing Blaine to sit down before draping himself across him.

“Mmm, the thing I like the most about you, is that you are the comfiest pillow ever.” Kurt snuggled in deeper reaching for the popcorn whilst Beauty and the Beast started playing.

“I hope I’m more important than just being a pillow.” Blaine stated with raised eyebrows, stroking a hand slowly though Kurt’s hair.

“Well, you’re a really good table too, judging by the fact that the popcorn hasn’t spilled.” Blaine pinched his side, “Oww, see, you’re a terrible boyfriend, that’s abuse.” Kurt squirmed, “Stop, we’re trying to watch a movie Blaine.” He couldn’t hold back the laugh when Blaine lightly tickled his sides.

“Fine, be a buzzkill.” Blaine leaned down a kissed Kurt on the forehead before focusing on the movie. It was nearing the end, when Kurt and Blaine were startled out of their reverie- well, Kurt was, Blaine had heard someone in the driveway about thirty seconds ago- by the front door banging shut.

“Kurt, man what’s going on?” Finn called out, he finally stumbled into the lounge room after getting some chips to snack on, “It’s all around school about Karofsky’s suspension, and Mr. Schue told us that you’re transferring? Dude, you can’t leave!”

“Yeah Hummel, what happened?” Puck followed in after Finn reaching for the chips, “Rachel was flippin’ her shit in practice today, you’ve left us one member down for the competition!”

“Yeah and Tina was crying and Mercedes kept going on about how she was going to cut Karofsky. It was total chaos.”

Kurt snorted, “Okay, first of all, don’t call me dude, Finn. Second of all, so practice was no different than usual? Puck, none of that sounds out of the ordinary for glee club.”

“Dude, you know what I mean. Seriously, what happened? No one knows, not even Jacob Ben Israel.” Puck asked with his mouth full.

“Suffice it to say that something occurred that made me realise I wasn’t safe at McKinley,” Kurt could feel the low growl from Blaine at being reminded about what happened and sighed, he automatically leaned back into Blaine and took his hand to calm him. “It was a hard decision and I know I’m going to have to go talk to everyone, but I’m not going to explain myself.” Blaine tugged him closer, feeling the wolf at the surface.

“Dude, we could have helped you out, you don’t need to go and betray us to the Warblers.” Finn said, gesturing wildly, “Puck and I could have done 24 hour detailing or something! Mike, and Artie would have helped too!”

“I don’t want to be there Finn, the last thing I want to do is step back into that school.” Kurt said with finality. He vaguely noted that Blaine’s nails seemed to be getting longer.

Finn went to argue again but he was cut off by Blaine, “He’s said all he’s going to say, so you need to accept his decision, and not argue.” Finn opened his mouth but shut it quickly when he saw Blaine’s bright eyes, “I’ve been on edge all afternoon Finn, please don’t test me right now.” Finn and Puck left the room quickly, not making eye contact with Blaine.

Kurt laid a comforting hand over Blaine’s, “Hey, calm down, you know he doesn’t mean it.” Blaine took a deep breath trying to calm himself down, “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Blaine bit his lip and glanced towards the stairs where the boys had just disappeared, “I should probably go apologise.”

Kurt picked up his hand and kissed it, “Don’t worry about it, he understands. I told him about the full moon thing. ” Blaine nodded and laid his head back, and Kurt put on some TV until Burt and Carole arrived home.

Dinner was a quiet affair, and over quickly, Finn and Puck still scared to be in the same room as Blaine even after he’d apologised.

Kurt and Blaine went to bed straight after dinner, pleading that they were exhausted and that it had been a long day. They snuggled into bed Kurt once again, draping himself across Blaine, he turned to kiss the closest part of him, which happened to be his chest, “I’m so glad you were with me today, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, babe. Go to sleep. We have the full moon tomorrow night.” Kurt mumbled something in reply but dozed off quickly, Blaine following quickly after.