"Come back. Please, please come back. Kurt please!" Blaine mumbled in his sleep. He tugged at his sheets, restlessly rolling from side to side, "Kurt...please..."

Kurt felt his cheeks flush just hearing his name on Blaine's lips.
Blaine's eyebrows furrowed and his eyes were squeezed shut. Kurt couldn't watch anymore.
"Come back, Kurt!"
He lightly flicked Blaine's shoulder.
"Kurt!" Blaine quickly sat up in bed, chest heaving up and down. He rubbed his eyes and buried his face in his big hands, cursing under his breath.

"Blaine?" Kurt softly said.

Blaine jumped as he looked up from his hands, "Kurt?" He squinted in the darkness, "Kurt! You're here!" He said, pulling Kurt onto his bed in a tight hug.
Kurt yelped at suddenly falling into Blaine's bed, but he wrapped his arms around Blaine in return.

"I-I thought I would never see you again." He whispered into Kurt's neck, squeezing him tighter.
"I couldn't stay away." Kurt said shakily, trying not to cry.
Blaine already was though, "I'm so sorry Kurt. What happened last week... well it shouldn't have. I shouldn't push you to into telling me why you're dea- ...gone." Blaine sobbed. Kurt could feel his hot tears wetting his cold neck.

"Ssh. It's okay Blaine. It's okay, we're together now." He gently rubbed circles on Blaine's bare back, "I shouldn't have yelled at you to back off like that. You actually care about me and I'm so, so thankful for a friend like you, Blaine." Kurt sniffed back tears.

Then it dawned on him. Blaine wasn't wearing a shirt, just sweatpants.

Kurt pulled out of the hug and nervously laughed.
He wiped Blaine's tears away with his small thumb, "You're okay now." He offered a comforting smile.
"As long as we never fight again. I won't ever force you to tell me anything about your past again." Blaine quietly said very seriously.
Kurt slowly nodded.

He nudged Blaine to scoot over and crawled underneath the warm sheets with him like they usually did every night.

"You know, we've only been friends for a month and I've never felt so close to someone as I feel to you." Kurt stated while getting comfortable next to Blaine.
Blaine smiled to himself, "You're my best friend Kurt." He took Kurt into his warm arms and they snuggled underneath the covers together, chest to chest. Face to face.

They just cuddled for awhile. In silence, breathing eachother in even though they had already memorized eachother's scent. It never got old.

"You know Blaine..." Kurt broke the silence, his voice dry from not talking.
"Hmm?" Blaine hummed in response.
"We're best friends and... best friends...they tell eachother everything, right?"
"Of course, Kurt." Blaine said, his heart beginning to beat faster, wondering what Kurt was about to share with him.

"I think I need to tell you what happened to me." Kurt's voice began trembling, as did the rest of his body.
Blaine gently rubbed his hands up and down Kurt's shivering arms, "Are you sure?"
"Positive." He quickly nodded before he had a chance to change his mind.

They adjusted their body positions so they were looking into eachother's eyes through the darkness from underneath the bed sheets.
Kurt nervously cleared his throat, "Well, it was last year. I had barely 'come out' to a few friends at school, and it spread like wildfire. Suddenly, everyone knew..." He paused thinking about what to say next, "That's when the bullying started. A-at first it was just the jocks shoving me into my locker and getting the occasional slushie thrown in my face, but it got bad fast."

Blaine could see the tears welling up in Kurt's eyes.

"Things got wor-worse..." His voice cracked, tears began rolling down his cheeks, "Everytime I made eye-contact with someone they would shout something scary at me or flip me off or throw something heavy at me. Everyone except for the glee club I was in...I felt pretty safe there." His lips slightly curved upward when he remembered his old friends.

"Then one day, I came home from my friend, Mercedes, house. My step-brother Finn was hysterical. He was yelling and crying... it was terrible. I asked if something bad had happened and my father had told me t-that someone had called the police on me because someone started a rumor that I was raping Finn every night." Kurt broke down in Blaine's arms.

He gently rubbed Kurt's heaving back and Kurt clung to Blaine's chest, crying into it roughly.

"Oh Kurt." Blaine whispered into his soft, chestnut hair.

"I- I didn't know what to do! Everyone thought I was raping my step-brother...my friend! Everyone...even the rest of the glee club began to believe it!" He yelled into his chest angrily, pounding his fist into Blaine's shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Kurt. Oh my god, I'm so sorry."
"The next day at school... these guys tried to beat me up. Nobody even tried to help me, they just cheered at clapped. 'He deserves it!' they yelled and spat at me." Kurt took a few calming breaths before continuing, "I got away though. And that's when I ran away. I got away from those bullies and I ran almost five hours. I just kept running and running without thinking... and I ended up here."

"Here? As in this house?" Blaine asked.
"Yep." Kurt sniffled, the tears ran out and weren't falling anymore but he was stilled buried in Blaine's chest, "It was still being built when I snuck inside. I planned on just spending the night to get away from everything for a little. That's when it happened..." Kurt shook his head, trying to forget everything that happened that day.

"You died that day, didn't you?" Blaine cautiously asked, trying to see Kurt's eyes but they were closed tight.
"Yes." He shakily whispered, "Everything was still wooden. I was so stupid...I walked up the stairs to the second floor, stepped on a loose floor board and...and..."

"I'm so sorry, Kurt." Blaine felt tears running down his own cheeks again.

"I fell right through. So quickly. And now I'm- dead." He whispered, it obviously still hurt to think about.
"I wish I could've just been there... to save you." Blaine ran his hand through Kurt's hair soothingly.

"You're here now though." There was a hint of a smile in Kurt's voice, "That's all that matters now."

They were silent for a moment, composing themselves and wiping away tears and runny noses.

"Is this normal?" Blaine asked, sounding content yet confused.
"Is what normal?" Kurt lifted his head from Blaine's warm, bare chest slightly so he could look at him. Both of their eyes were red from crying.

"This. What we're doing now. Is this normal for friends?"

Kurt smiled after a moment, "I'm not sure but, I like it."
Blaine felt his stomach flutter, "Me too."

They nuzzled closer, beginning to drift off to sleep.
"Want to know a secret?" Blaine sleepily said.
"Mmhm." Kurt mumbled.
"I've never kissed anyone." He spoke without thinking, not sure if he was even awake anymore.
"Me neither." Kurt yawned.

"Want to know another?"
Kurt just nodded against his chest.
"I think I kind of want to kiss you." Blaine sleepily chuckled.

Kurt's eyes quickly opened. He was wide awake now.

Did Blaine just say that he wanted to kiss him, or was he just dreaming it again? No this was real. He was in Blaine's arms, cuddling. Did he even have a crush on Blaine?
His heart skipped a beat just thinking about it.
Yes, he definitely liked Blaine.

"Blaine, I want to-" Kurt looked up at Blaine.
He felt a small smile on his lips when he saw Blaine fast asleep, breathing rhythmically and slow.
Kurt placed his head back onto Blaine's chest and closed his eyes.

They could talk about it some other time.