Blaine woke up when he heard a door open slowly. He rubbed his eyes carefully, trying not to disturb Kurt next to him. Memories flooded back of a few hours ago. It made Blaine feel bad that he hadn't been there.

The cough from the door caught his attention. He looked up to see Burt waiting, not looking really happy, probably because Kurt's eyes were still red from the crying and the tears that had rolled down his cheek were still evident on his face.

Blaine carefully unwrapped himself out of Kurt's hug. He lay Kurt down carefully and placed the blanket above him. Before he left the room, he placed a kiss on Kurt's forehead.

He walked towards the door and looked back once more before he left the room and closed the door as silence as possible.

Burt seemed gone so Blaine started walking down the stairs.

Burt was sitting on the couch, clearly waiting for Blaine. Blaine walked towards him and held out his hand. “It's good to see you again Mr. Hummel,” he said.

Burt shook his hand. “It's Burt kiddo. Now take a seat.”

Blaine nodded and took a seat. A moment of silence and tension filled the room. Burt coughed and looked up at him. “You came to visit Kurt?”

Blaine nodded. “Yeah, I had a few days off and I miss Kurt in L.A. so I took a plane and well here I am.”

Burt nodded and looked at the television that had been playing without sound the whole time. “So the red eyes are from happy tears?”

Blaine started to wring his eyes together. “Actually I have nothing to do with the tears.”

He sighed and let his hand wander through his curls. “It's something I want to discuss with you when Kurt's awake. I'm not going to tell until he is here, it's his story to tell.”

Just that moment, they heard some feet walk down the stairs. They both turned their heads to see Kurt standing at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

When he removed his hands, he looked a little startled. “Oh,” he whispered. “I thought it was a dream.”

Then he ran towards Blaine and took a seat on his lap. His hands took a grip on Kurt's shirt as Kurt buried his face in Blaine's neck and took a deep breath. The sent was clearly making him less stressed.

Blaine started rubbing small circles on his back. “Kurt, I think we should talk about what happened with your dad.”

He felt Kurt tense up and he knew just by that, that Kurt would protest. “Baby, please. You need an adult to help you through.”

Kurt looked up at Blaine and seemed to find something in his eyes. “Ok,” he whispered before he turned around to Burt.

“Things have been bad lately. The bullying got worse and Glee is just the same.”

Blaine looked down at Kurt, holding his hand while he kept rubbing circles on Kurt's back. Every once in a while he would place a kiss on Kurt's cheek or whisper a word of encouragement in his ear and Kurt told Burt the whole story.

By the end of the story, Burt looked furiously. “First things first, when did all of this started?”

Kurt looked down. “The bullying has been there the whole time but got worse when I came back from L.A. Glee became worse the same day.”

Burt nodded. “Can I see the bruises?”

Kurt seemed hesitant and looked up at Blaine. “Courage baby,” he said to Kurt.

Kurt carefully lifted up his shirt for Burt to see. Kurt even turned around so he could see the worse ones on his back.

When they both looked back, they saw that Burt had tears in his eyes. “Why has no one helped you Kurt? Teachers must have seen this happened, hell your team mates of glee should have stood up for you!”

Kurt was playing with Blaine's hand. “Santana, Puck and Britt helped me when they saw it but dad they can't be always there. I'm almost done with school, it's just like the rest of the year dad.”

Burt nodded. “I'm going to talk with your teachers tomorrow. Blaine can come with and they better give me a good reason to send you back to that school.”

Kurt stayed silent. “And then I'm going to have a talk with that brother of you!”

Just that moment, Finn decided to walk through the door, Carole not far behind.

“Just in time,” said Burt. Finn and Carole looked in the living room. “Finn take a seat, Carole you might want to hear this too.”

Carole looked confused but made her way over, pushing Finn with her, mumbling something like what have you done now.

She walked towards Blaine and held out her hand. “You must be Blaine. I've heard a lot about you from Kurt.”

Blaine shook her hand. “Yeah, I'm Kurt's boyfriend. It's nice to meet you.”

Carole smiled at him and walked towards the couch to sit next to Burt.

“Kurt can you remove your shirt?” asked Burt.

Kurt didn't really want to but his dad's voice left him no choice. Slowly he started to remove his shirt.

Carole took a deep intake of breath. “Oh my god Kurt, what's happened to you?”

Kurt saw her sit on the couch with her hand over her mouth. He wanted to answer but Burt was first. “Well apparently Kurt has been bullied for weeks now. Now tell me Finn, why didn't you help your brother?”

Finn looked down at the ground. “It isn't like he get it much worse than all of us. We all get slushies every once in a while.”

Burt rolled his eyes and Blaine really wanted to punch Finn to give him some sense but he knew that wouldn't solve anything.

“Finn looked at Kurt's back, does anyone of you have bruises like that all over their bodies?”

Finn shrugged. “No not really.”

Burt sighed. “Now tell me why no one from the new directions except Santana, Puck and Brittany has been helping Kurt?”

Finn threw his hands up in frustration. “You are acting like it's all my fault! I'm not the one who pushes him into those lockers or into those dumpsters!”

Burt screamed back to him. “It's not like you've been helping him either!”

Kurt started to make himself small and tried desperately to get as close as possible to Blaine. He wanted to be in a cocoon of Blaine. Blaine noticing this wrapped his arms around Kurt and held him as close as possible.

Meanwhile Carole was trying to calm Burt down. “Burt don't wind yourself up. You need to be careful with your heart! Take some deep breaths.”

Burt started to take some deep breaths. When Carole was sure that Burt was ok, she turned back to Finn. “I'm disappointed in you Finn.”

Finn was glaring at Kurt. “It isn't like Kurt has been helping us either!”

“How do you mean?” asked Carole. Burt looked up confused.

“Well Kurt goes to L.A., he doesn't tell anyone. Then he comes back and we want him to help us. He's been famous by getting on television. It isn't fair that he isn't sharing. All Rachel asked was for his phone number. Kurt is egoistic! He should have asked Blaine to help us and share and not only think about himself and his future.”

Blaine looked up and saw Burt slowly turning red. “OUT!” he screamed.

Finn looked dumbstruck. “How do you mean?”

“I SAID OUT! YOU KNOW WHEN YOU CAN COME BACK? WHEN YOU REALISED THAT YOUR BROTHERS HAS HAD IT DIFFICULT FOR ALL HIS LIFE AND YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY FOR YOUR BROTHER! THE ONLY THING YOU GUYS ARE PROVING IS HOW EGOISTIC THAT WHOLE GLEE CLUB IS OF YOURS!”

Carole looked disappointed at Finn. “I think  you better stay at one of your friends houses for a few days. How about you come back in two days and we can see if we can work this out?”

Finn nodded and went upstairs to get his stuff.

Blaine felt Kurt's tears seek through his shirt. “You ok Kurt?”

Kurt looked up with puffy eyes. “Take me away, anywhere. I need to be with you for a while.”

Blaine looked at Burt who nodded. Blaine carefully let Kurt stand up and walked them to the car.

They ended up in a park in Westerville, where Blaine used the live.

They were laying down on a blanket in the grass. Kurt's head was resting on Blaine's chest as they watched the stars above them and how they reflected in the small pond.

“I'm glad you told your dad, Kurt. And I'm so proud of you for finding the courage.”

Kurt nodded against Blaine's chest. “But what if dad never let Finn back in the house again. I don't want him and Carole to split. They look so happy together!”

Blaine let his hand wander through Kurt's hair. “He won't do that. Finn needs a few days to think this through. I hope for him that he realizes how dumb he has been acting.”

Kurt turned around and looked at Blaine. “I didn't have a chance yet to thank you.”

Blaine frowned. “I didn't do a thing Kurt.”

“Yes you did,” whispered Blaine. “You let me soak one of your shirts twice, you held me when I needed you the most, you gave me the courage to talk to my dad and you brought me here to forget everything.”

Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek. “That's what boyfriends do. You don't have to thank them for doing those things.”

Kurt smiled for the first time that evening a real genuine smile. Blaine slowly brought his face closer.

“Well I'll do it anyway.” Then he leaned forward and kissed him slowly.

It's how they spend the rest of the night, laying in the park on a blanket, kissing each other slowly, whispering sweet nothings under the starts.

Neither of them thought about tomorrow or what would happen when they left the park to go home. Right now, all the counted was each other.