His mom got out the cards after another round of coffee and some biscuits “Mom we won’t eat dinner,” Blaine argued when she offered a third slice a cake and Kurt declined politely. He was licking his fingers though unlike Blaine who wished he hadn’t had the second. It was more food than he was used to eating.  “Best cheesecake ever,” Kurt moaned sucking his thumb.

Okay!  Blaine excused himself to go to the bathroom to handle his little…problem.

It wasn’t a surprise Blaine was out first in cards either. His mom and Kurt managed to last 13 rounds in rummy before finally his mom went out knocking the table with a grin “Well Kurt, I finally had some competition! Blaine was never good at this game, his brother though…”

“You have a brother?” Kurt asked looking at Blaine, because he hadn’t mentioned Cooper yet. Blaine nodded grimly “Yeah he’s a pain in the ass,” his mom shot him a look “Sorry mom,”

Blaine was uncomfortable at the mention of Cooper and he felt Kurt squeeze his hand under the table. Blaine looked up and smiled, receiving a warm smile back. His mother too changed the topic as his mother talked a bit about him. She knew Cooper was a sore spot for Blaine, and tried not to make her younger son feel so insignificant at the mention. So she focused her attention on him and his friend. “Whose up for a game of twister?”

His mother was a great hostess and always knew how to have fun but she also knew how to frustrate people. “Okay now right leg on a blue,” She instructed Kurt who was incredibly close. So close they were almost tangled.

“Blaine, right hand on a yellow,” Blaine blushed as he moved his hand. The only yellow close enough was the one under Kurt’s face. He was on his back at that point arching in an uncomfortable position as he tried to reach it. Being short had its disadvantages.

“Sorry,” He said as he slid under to hold on. Kurt was above him and smirking. “Hey,” He said and Blaine smirked back “Hi there,” He refused to think his mother didn’t do that on purpose.

“Kurt left leg on blue,”  Yep she was definitely doing that on purpose. Now Kurt was right above him.

Blaine’s mom gasped “Oh excuse me boys I need to put the dinner in the oven! I didn’t realise how late it was, can you try hold it there,”

And like that she was out of the room with Kurt hovering over Blaine looking incredibly embarrassed. “Blaine I don’t think I can…” Blaine was nodding. He was all stretched out but fell flat with Kurt on top of him moments later looking apologetic. Kurt was laughing though and his mouth was inches from his and Blaine wanted to kiss him. He found himself moving forward to do something about it like capture those lips in his. Kurt was licking his lips as though he felt the tension too but then Kurt had managed to put his manhood on his thigh and a loud gasp escaped Blaine as Kurt quickly scrambled of muttering apologised and flaming red in the face, when his mother came back in and noticed them standing and Blaine looking at Kurt to make sure it was okay.

“How about you guys wait in Blaine’s room? I’m afraid dinner’s gonna be a while, Blaine remember door open,” Blaine nodded wordlessly as he took Kurt’s hand and lead him the way. He showed him the toilet, the library and then his room “Mom says it’s fine if you sleep with me so long as we leave the door open,”

Kurt’s eyes widened. “I’m staying here?”

Blaine finally got to glance at Kurt’s face again as he had been looking anywhere but into Blaine’s eyes after the twister incident.

“Did you expect me to just kick you out into the cold again?” Blaine queried. Kurt looked out the window where it was lightly snowing. “It’s where I…” Kurt started but didn’t finish. He looked defeated as he stared out.

Blaine sighed not wanting to have made Kurt uncomfortable. He went closer and took Kurt’s hands gently. “Kurt? How about we watch a movie,”

He opened a cupboard door and guided Kurt to it with his hand on his back “Your pick,”

Kurt scanned the dvds and then smiled as he reached for a classic.

“Ah, a personal favourite,” Blaine grinned when he was shown Moulin Rouge.

Blaine went to put the DVD in and told Kurt to get comfortable. He had a Queen size bed so plenty of room for him and Kurt, and very comfortable pillows. Blaine took of his tie and kicked of his shoes and got in the covers. Kurt soon did the same which was his intention and it must be what people say cuddling is because Kurt soon was leaning in Kurt’s side and Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt’s shoulder allowing Kurt to put his head on his arm.

“I love this movie,” Kurt said just as the opening began.

Blaine nodded in agreement “I fell in love with it when me and my mom saw it on TV one afternoon myself,”

Halfway through the movie Blaine must have fell asleep. He hadn’t meant to, but he had watched it a lot of times, although he did enjoy seeing the pleasure on Kurt’s face as the other boy watched the movie and sang along to the soundtrack. He felt extremely comfortable. He woke up as Kurt gently rubbed his shoulder to say the credits were on “Sorry….” He rubbed at his eyes as Kurt smiled shyly at him. “It’s okay, you clearly needed it, your mom says dinner is ready,”

Blaine nodded sitting up in a more appropriate position “You were really comfortable,” Kurt laughed a little “I’m glad I could be of assistance…

Blaine yawned “Let’s go eat, I’m starving,”

Kurt laughed shaking his head. “And you were the one complaining about too much food earlier?” Blaine ignored that as he lead Kurt back down the hall to the kitchen where his mother had a table filled with food. Kurt looked overwhelmed and eyed Blaine suspiciously “I think your mother is trying to get me fat,”

Blaine grinned. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, we eat like this all the time right mom?”

“Right! Now sit!” His mother ordered waving the gravy spoon at them as Kurt giggled sitting next to Blaine where his mother had arranged his dinner plate to be.

After dinner they played celebrity heads and Kurt helped his mom with the washing up. His mom kissed him on the cheek and then she rubbed it and whispered " I like this boy,". Kurt was still washing up and couldn't hear them as his mom went to get more plates. Blaine smiled and was about to get more plates but she shoo'd him away with her hands as he responded "I'm glad mom, he's really amazing- mom let me help, don't have Kurt do all the work, he's had a long day," he looked into the kitchen but Kurt was still humming away and working solitary. 

His mom huffed as she grabbed the plates of him, looking at him sideways "and you think I don't know that? I want you to go organise his bathroom equipment, I put them on my bedside table. I hadn't had time to do that, can you go get them and put it in your bathroom sweetie?  I'll tell Kurt to go to your room soon okay?"

His mom had everything organised and she didn't question his motives. She trusted him. He had almost expected her to ask him at least why he was here with Kurt when there were so many other homeless people out there. 

 So he hugged her. "Thank you for letting him stay mom," his mother hugged back soothing him "like I said Blaine, I like Kurt and I trust you to know what's dangerous and what isn't, if you trust Kurt then so will I," 

 He has the best mom in the world. "Now go get his stuff ready so you two can watch tv or something," she winked and pushed him along. Blaine decided that his mother was either overly sweet and enthusiastic about his new found relationship or ... Not in the right mind, but hey as the saying goes, mothers knows best, so he went to do his job. 

Blaine had just finished putting a toothbrush and toothpaste for Kurt on the vanity in his bathroom and emerged as Kurt came in. Kurt had light in his eyes rather than the guarded unsureness he often saw at the shelter. “Your mother is wonderful Blaine,” He went to tell him why and how much he enjoyed staying here “Thank you,” He added and grabbed both of Blaine’s hands to squeeze them and looking him in the eye with sparkles behind his own enchanting ones “You’re the most amazing guy I’ve ever met Blaine, I really appreciate getting to know you despite everything that’s happened and how we’ve become friends,”

Blaine pulled Kurt into a hug then “It’s been a pleasure knowing you too Kurt. More than you know, there’s fresh toothpaste in the bathroom and a toothbrush and you’re welcomed to have a warm shower if you want,”

Kurt looked delighted at the mention of a shower “That would be fantastic, thank you, and you pick the DVD this time!” He was just popping in The Notebook hoping Kurt would like this movie, Kurt was in the shower which he could hear singing. Blaine smiled to himself and that’s when his mother came in with a bowl of popcorn “I thought you might like some snacks,” She grinned. Blaine groaned “Mom…”

“Alright I’m going I’m going, goodnight honey! Don’t stay up too late,”

Blaine went to put the popcorn on the nightstand and just as he was about to walk back to the remote Kurt came out in just a towel with his hair dripping wet when Blaine bumped into him – quite literally “Kurt!” He immediately went to steady the other boy who while being frightened dropped his towel as he swayed to the side.

He was gorgeous.

He was also very naked. He had imperfectly perfect pale skin. He said imperfectly perfect because there were bruises on it, but fading bruises.

“I…”

Kurt blushed.

Kurt seemed unable to do anything but stare in shock and into Blaine’s own very wide hazel eyes who tried but failed epically to look anywhere but at Kurt’s body. Blaine allowed Kurt to retrieve his towel who stood up again looking embarrassed “I was gonna ask if you …” Kurt stopped suddenly as Blaine was staring at Kurt’s lips and remembered how Kurt had stared at his during twister. He cupped Kurt’s cheek with his hand and very slowly in case Kurt wanted to pull back, he pressed his lips to Kurt’s in a sweet kiss. Kurt’s hand went to cup his cheek, and Blaine considered that a good sign as Kurt went to nibble on his top lip.

“Have any spare clothes,” Kurt whimpered after they let go. Blaine’s other hand had found itself on Kurt’s hip and was lightly tracing the skin there.

“Of course…” He whispered  watching to make sure he was okay “make yourself comfortable, I’ll go get them for you,”

Kurt reddened and smiled bashfully at him and at that Blaine went to find him his clothes but during the hunt for said material his mind was buzzing. He kissed him. He actually kissed Kurt. It was more than he had imagined it to be. He knew he had been attracted to him, but he wondered now if he did it too soon, would it frighten Kurt? Would Kurt go back to being shy and vulnerable? When he returned however Kurt was sitting comfortably in his bed with his covers covering his naked body up to his torso and eating popcorn from the bowl that was still on the nightstand while waiting for Blaine. Blaine groaned at the sight in front of him.

Okay, clearly Kurt was fine but Blaine was however not. “Here you go,” He smiled despite his sudden arousal that made him shiver. He was after all a teenager. He handed Kurt a neatly pair of pajamas that his mother had also somehow knew he might need and Kurt thankfully grabbed them while doing so Blaine caught a glimpse of a bruise on his stomach. Blaine gently removed the blanket just below the stomach and traced a thumb on the bruise. “Kurt?” Kurt was staring in what appeared to be shame in his eyes.

“I got that after being thrown in a dumpster…” Blaine looked sadly at him and with a thumb he caressed it gently.   

“You’ve been through a lot haven’t you,” He looked up to find Kurt smiling sadly at him. “Yeah, but if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have met you,”

“What about this one?” Blaine asked when spotting one near his chest stroking the outline of it. Kurt sighed. “Locker shove,”

He traced one finger down to his hip and eyed him carefully as he placed it on another purplish bruise. Kurt added quietly “Pressed roughly against a fence,”

Kurt sounded like it was something he got used to. One especially caught his eye. It was a cut on his neck.

“That’s the day I decided to leave,” It looks deep. Kurt looked down at his clothes then. “I’ll just put these on and then I’ll tell you about it,” He whispered.

“Kurt…” Blaine started but Kurt was already in the bathroom rushing to get away from him.

He had looked so sad, and Blaine was almost going to say he didn’t have to tell him, but he wanted to know. He really wanted to know, and Kurt had to be the one to open up to him. He couldn’t force the other boy in telling him the truth about his life.

Blaine was in bed and he had started the notebook so if Kurt didn’t want to tell him, he had another choice, but soon Kurt fully dressed in flannel pjs, and Blaine had Kurt’s side of the bed ready so Kurt could just jump in, which he did but more so slided in elegantly. He snuggled to Blaine’s side after just a moment’s hesitation and rested his head on Blaine’s shoulder. He let Blaine stroke his damp hair.

Blaine wanted to touch more of him, but restricted himself. Kurt was still his guest, and still vulnerable in some ways.

About 20 minutes of watching the movie and sharing popcorn together, Blaine figured Kurt wasn’t going to say anything but eventually he just came out with it. “There was this one guy at school who made my life a living hell,” Blaine turned down the TV with the remote as Kurt was talking quietly. “He did all those things I had said earlier, as well as his friends. They hated me for being who I was,” Blaine continued to stroke Kurt’s hair, hoping it was soothing in someway as he listened.

“I was miserable Blaine. Every day was hell. I didn’t know when to expect them. They would toss me into dumpsters on a daily basis. They would lock me in the janitors closet as inside joke, they would even push me down the stairs when no teachers were about. It was hell, and you know the stupid thing? I didn’t tell anyone, because I thought…hey it’s just high school, sooner or later I’ll get out of here and I won’t have to face them every day,”

It hit too close for home for Blaine, and he was silently cursing whoever did this to Kurt.

“So what made you leave?” Blaine asked gently rubbing circles in his back now as Kurt shuffled closer sniffling.

“Karofsky. One day he…he kissed me Blaine,” Blaine’s movement stopped and he gasped. That was not what he had been expecting. “It was my first kiss too believe it or not, I ran after him, one day to ask what the hell was his problem with me anyway and then he did it, and I shoved him off me,” Blaine let out a relieved sigh – okay that wasn’t too bad but still awful.

He continued to stroke Kurt’s back.

“I kept silent. I was becoming more quiet. I stopped wearing my favourite outfits, I stopped singing in glee club, and when Dave...I mean Karofsky caught me talking to one of those glee club members in the hall after we had a heated argument about me coming back to glee, he had assumed it was about him kissing me, so he followed me into the boys locker room and pinned me to the wall with a knife at my throat,” Kurt automatically went to touch the scar on his neck which Blaine was now looking at sadly.

“I was so scared Blaine, I thought he was going to kill me – he said, did you tell anyone?” Kurt said imitating the boy in a hard voice. “and I said no I didn’t, I don’t believe in outing anyone, and you know what he said?” Kurt’s eyes were watering. “His knife was cutting into my neck and I was struggling to breathe with the other hand on pinning me to the wall – and he said – if I tell anyone…he’d kill me and my family and make it like an accident,  he let me go then, and I ran,” Kurt choked out a sob then. “I took what I had with me that day and I just left and never looked back, I remember hearing Mercedes calling after me but I couldn’t …” he cried then and not soft crying. Blaine pulled him close and kissed his cheek and held him. “You’re safe now Kurt,”

Blaine held him tightly tears in his own eyes as he pressed a kiss into Kurt’s hair while the other boy clutched at him.

“Shhh…” Blaine whispered soothing nothings. “You’re okay,”

“Blaine,” Kurt whimpered like he had at the graveyard in a broken way. “I miss my family so much,”

Blaine’s heart broke. “You never thought to go back?” Kurt immediately shook his head “Of course I did, but …I can’t, I won’t risk it Blaine. It wasn't just my life he threatened it was my family's life, and I love them more than anything especially my dad...”

Blaine sighed “He should be in prison for threatening your life,”

Kurt was lying on him now as Blaine rubbed up and down his arm and resumed the movie hoping to calm Kurt with something relaxing. “I’m not letting you go back on the streets Kurt, you don’t deserve that,” Blaine added then thinking what he was going to do about this now he knew Kurt’s story.

Kurt sighed as he rubbed his cheek against Blaine’s warm arm. “I can’t expect that of you either Blaine,”

Blaine didn’t answer. He knew Kurt would only continue to disagree so they silently watched the movie. Blaine holding Kurt the entire time. When Kurt calmed down Blaine whispered to him “Thank you for telling me,” He kissed Kurt’s cheek and offered him some popcorn. With a watery smile Kurt took the popcorn and popped it in his mouth, and they watched the movie together.

“This is my favourite movie,” Kurt whispered as Allie and Noah were in the lake.

“Mine too,” Blaine responded glad he made the right choice.Then as an aftermath he added with a smirk "I thought you said Moulin Rouge was your favourite," He had indeed said those exact words when the movie had finished on their way to dinner. Kurt yawned contently "Tied," and Blaine laughed  with a roll of his eyes as he played with Kurt's hair again, he can't get over how silky it was "Fair enough,"