Blaine was sitting on the ground as he was looking out of the window. The faint light of the moon and the stars was reflecting in his eyes.

Kurt was sitting on the bed. He had been sitting there, staring at Blaine since they had arrived in his room.

He didn't want to disturb Blaine because his mind looked miles away, but he also wanted to know the truth because he felt like there was something bitter laying underneath a few layers.

He wished that Blaine would trust him. A sigh escaped his lips as he realized that all he could do was wait.

Blaine looked up and stared right at him. A frown appeared on his face, like he had forgotten Kurt was even there. “I'm sorry,” he whispered as he turned back towards the window. His hand slowly went through his hair. “I kind of forgot you were there for a moment.”

Kurt shrugged even though Blaine couldn't see that. “It's fine.”

“No it's not, you deserve an explanation,” Blaine said as he pushed himself of the ground and slowly made his way towards Kurt.

“I need you to promise me that you won't judge me,” he whispered as he took Kurt's hand like he needed the support. “I trust you.”

Kurt nodded. “I promise you Blaine.”

Blaine looked away and started going through his hair again. “This story goes way back in time. Let me begin from when we left Lima, ok,” he asked as he looked up at Kurt.

Kurt just looked at him, he didn't want to interrupt him.

“I actually liked it here in Ohio. I had my friends and I was about to start elementary school. I was going to be a more grown up kid, well at least I believe that then. And then my dad got a new job offered on the other side of Ohio. I had to pick up everything and leave everything behind. They thought it made be easier because I was starting elementary school anyway, but to be honest, it wasn't at all,” he shrugged.

“People at my new school, they just didn't get me. I was lonely, I had no one to lean on,” he whispered.

“And home wasn't the most easy place either. My dad and my mum, they started fighting. It was really bad sometimes. Sometimes all of it gets back to me. I saw so many things that someone that young shouldn't have seen.”

Kurt stared at him. He didn't expect this at all and honestly he felt a little afraid for what was yet to come.

He noticed how Blaine was starting to struggle as the story went on, so he leaned forward and wrapped Blaine into a hug.

Blaine slowly leaned into the embrace as they laid down on the bed, cuddled up as Blaine went back to the story.

“And I grew older and things went by the same way. The fighting, the being alone at school. You tell yourself that you get used to it as time passes by but in reality it still hurts the same way, you just learn to hide it better,” he whispered in Blaine's shoulder.

“So I grow older and I end my elementary school years. A new school again but things were different. I started figuring myself out. I was stupid enough to tell everyone. I was stupid enough to believe that everyone would just react ok.”

Kurt felt Blaine shake against him as some tears were slowly falling out of his eyes. He hugged Blaine a little tighter, not wanting to let go.

“First I got beaten up at school, so badly I had to go to the hospital. Some jocks thought it would be funny, well until I didn't wake up. And like that isn't bad enough, you wake up in the hospital with your dad standing at your bed with your stuff in boxes, telling you that you are no longer a son of his until you figure out to be the perfect son,” Blaine said brokenly.

“The only thing he still did for me, was pay my hospital bills. After that I didn't even hear from any of them. For all they care, I am probably death. So I did what I had to do. I recovered and started working. I needed money to survive,” he whispered.

“I saved everything, barely ate the first few months, wanting to get as much money as possible. I slept on the streets, showered in sport clubs, worked and went to sleep and did that over day after day for the next few months. When I had enough money, I bought my motor and drove till I was back in Lima, I don't even know why I came here.”

“I actually know a few people still here and someone gave me the chance to buy their old caravan that they haven't used in a while,” Blaine shrugged.

Kurt hugged him closer to his chest. “Blaine, why didn't you just tell us. I wouldn't judge you, my dad wouldn't either,” Kurt whispered.

“He would Kurt and I don't need help. I'm doing fine on my own,” Blaine said as he tried to wiggle lose out of the hug.

“Blaine, you saved me so many times. Let me help you, not because I judge you but because I care,” Kurt said as he kept on Blaine tightly. “Please don't run away again, please Blaine. I've wondered my whole life where you were and now I finally have you back. Let me save you, like you saved me. Let me help you.”

Blaine grew less restless with each word that Kurt let out. “What if I don't need to be saved?”

Kurt shrugged. “I'd still be here. We are friends right,” Kurt asked cautiously.

Blaine looked up at him and smiled softly. “Yeah we are.”

They just lay like that for a while, cuddled close and enjoying the comfort of the other.

While Kurt knew he wouldn't be able to hold this for himself, he also knew they wouldn't agree overnight.

The only thing he could do for now, is hold Blaine a little closer and hope that tomorrow they'd be able to agree on what would happen next.