The first thing Kurt noticed when he woke up was the lightest of touch over his cheek. It was like a finger was trailing over his cheek.

Yep, he was definitely still dreaming.

With a happy sigh, he tried to nestle himself further in his pillow.

It was when he felt his pillow was moving that he was realizing something was different.

And then he heard the most silent chuckles he had ever heard.

Carefully he opened his eyes, not really sure what to find. He found himself laying fully draped on a chest.

He was about to sit up carefully when the arms around him pulled him back. “I thought you were comfy,” he heard the guy smirk in his ear.

Kurt felt himself blush as the memories of the night before came back into his mind. “You're still here,” he whispered.

“Hmm,” hummed Blaine in his ear. “You looked very comfy when I woke up. It's good to know that I'm a good pillow though.”

Kurt groaned and hid his face in Blaine's chest as he was laughing at Kurt's embarrassment. “It's fine Kurt,” he said in the most soft way he'd ever head Blaine speak.

Kurt looked up only to be closer then he thought. He looked right in those amber eyes that somehow trapped him from that first moment.

“I want to thank you for yesterday. It's just now the easiest to talk about,” he said as he shifted his eyes to the ceiling. “Hell, I've never talked about this with anyone. But somehow I find myself trusting you and I have no idea why.”

Kurt let himself lay back down on Blaine's chest. “I'm glad you trust me. It means a lot to me.”

They just lay like that, cuddled with each other. No words were needed and while everything was far from ok, they at least had each other.

They were startled a little while later when a knock sounded on the door.

Kurt carefully sat up and went to open the door where Burt was standing, looking rather uncomfortable.

He walked towards the bed where Blaine was laying down, looking carefully at Burt.

Burt took a seat on the bed as Kurt kept standing by the door, not sure where this was going.

“Blaine, I'm worried about you kiddo,” Burt said. “I have no idea what has happened but after last night, I know at least something has happened.”

Blaine looked at the ceiling again. “I don't want to talk about it yet,” he said.

“And that's fine,” added Burt. “But I need to know that you are ok before I can let you step out of this house again.”

Blaine looked angry at Burt. “I said I was fine,” he said as his voice neared the sound of shouting.

Burt took off his cap and went over his head. “I don't want to upset you kiddo. I just want to make sure because you may have been disappointed in whatever has happened to you, hell you might not trust anyone anymore. You just need to know that you are always welcome here. If you are not safe wherever you are, you can come here, anytime and any day because I'd rather have you here then lying awake at night, wondering if everything is ok with you.”

Blaine looked at Burt, hesitation evident in his eyes. “I'm fine but I'll remember.”

Burt nodded and stood up. “I count on it,” he said with a smile as he walked out of the room.

Kurt closed the door behind him with a small smile on his face. His dad was awesome and he knew it.

“So what should we do today,” asked Kurt with a big smile on his face.

He frowned though when he turned around and noticed Blaine putting on his shoes again. “I need to go to my place and make sure everything is ok,” said Blaine as he hopped from one leg to another as he tried to put on his shoe.

Kurt tried not to look disappointed but he knew he was failing miserably. “Ooh,” he said as he looked at the ground, thinking he had made a fool of himself once again.

He didn't notice how Blaine had looked up with a frown and made his way towards him after he got the stupid shoe on his foot.

He placed his hand carefully on Kurt his shoulder, not really knowing what he was doing. “Hey?”

Kurt looked up a little hesitant. “It's ok. You can go you know,” he whispered.

Blaine shrugged. “How about I check out my place first and afterwards, I meet you in the park nearby. We can get some ice cream,” he suggested.

Kurt's face lit up in that moment. “I'd love to,” he smiled as Blaine shook his head chuckling. What could he say, he had a soft spot for the guy.

The padded his shoulder and started walking out of the room.

He turned back once more, “see you later, Kurt,” he said with a wink and then he was gone.

Kurt walked into the park. He had gotten a message from Blaine earlier to meet him there.

He looked around, trying to find Blaine when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. “What do we have here,” he heard the voice say.

Kurt turned around briskly, meanwhile removing the hand of his shoulder with the movement. He backed away slowly from the grinning Karofsky.

“So how is our fairy doing,” he smirked.

Kurt kept silent, looking around for a way out. So far, he didn't see anyone. This must be his luck, meeting his bullies in places where no one was. Why was this always happening to him?

He took one more step back when he felt the tree hit his back. He mentally slapped himself for not seeing that one coming.

Karofsky seemed to smell his triumph already. “So kitten got your tongue? Where is your hero now,” he started laughing. “I don't see him anywhere. What was his name again,” he said as he looked like he was deeply thinking. “Blaine, wasn't it?”

And then he started laughing.

Kurt just wanted to fade away into the tree. Why wasn't Blaine here anyway?

Karofsky smirked as he placed his hands on the tree. “I'll see you on Monday Hummel. I'm back at McKinley.”

With one last pet on Kurt's head, he turned around and walked away as he was laughing for the whole park the hear.

Kurt slowly let himself slide down against the tree. He didn't care for a moment again his pants or his shirt that would get dirty.

He legs had felt shaky enough from when he had felt the breath of Karofsky hit his face.

He couldn't believe that those 2 weeks had passed by. He didn't want Karofsky to come back to school.

Would it go back like it used to be? McKinley as his prison or would things be better now that Blaine was there for him.

But Blaine couldn't be there all the time so how would he survive the times when no one was there to help him?

Question after question had popped up in his mind. It was like once the gate was opened, there was no way to stop the flood.

Kurt didn't know how long he sat there but the afternoon had slowly turned in the evening and yet there was no sign of Blaine.

He took out his phone to see he had missed a message Kurt, I won't be able to make it. I have to go somewhere. I see you on Monday. Blaine

Kurt let his head hit the tree. If today was a preview of what Monday would look like, then it was going to be hell and he knew it.

He carefully stood up and patted the dirt of his jeans. He looked around once more, making sure that he was alone before he started making his way home, thinking about how he was even going to survive this Monday.