During their second day, both Kurt and Blaine had been called into the councillor's office. The councillor, Janelle, had sat them down and offered her services to them. "You are not the first emergency transfer students," she explained soothingly. "And to each of them I have offered my time. I want to make sure that you are settling in and feel welcome here."

"Thank you," Kurt said quietly.

"If you ever need to talk, feel free to come to me," Janelle smiled. "I'll keep in contact with you so that I can see how you are both doing."

"Thank you very much," Blaine replied, smiling softly.

"You're both welcome," Janelle told them. "I'll write you each a pass."

Kurt and Blaine stepped out of her office and followed the signs to try and find their first class.

"A councillor who cares," Kurt murmured. "That's something new."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand gently and Kurt smiled at him. They slipped into the class room and took their seats quickly. Nobody had asked them where they had been, which they were thankful for.

It was Friday, signalling the last day of their first week and they were pleased to have made it through unscathed. It was lunch and they were sitting with Wes, David, Jeff and Nick. They had slowly been introduced to the rest of the Warblers and were starting to become friends with them as well.

"We are thinking of having a basketball game," Jeff said with a grin. "You two in?"

"Yeah," Blaine nodded. "Kurt won't play but he'll watch."

Kurt nodded and smiled, fingers ghosting over his cast.

"Great. Let's go," Wes beamed and the boys headed to the gym to where the basketball courts were.

Kurt went and sat on the side lines and Nick joined him, claiming he wasn't interested in playing but Kurt had his suspicions that Nick just didn't want him to be by himself.

The boys shed their blazers and ties and Blaine copied them. Kurt held onto his blazer and tie so that they didn't get wrinkled and he couldn't help his eyes drifting to the small bit of skin that was on display. Blaine followed his line of vision and knowing that he was caught out, Kurt flushed and he quickly averted his gaze. Blaine grinned wickedly and winked before joining the others on the court.

Kurt watched Blaine adoringly as he got into the game. He glanced at Nick to see if he had noticed Kurt's stare but he was too busy watching Jeff to notice. Kurt bit back a smile and continued to watch the game happily. Blaine was sportier than himself but he liked cheerleading and yoga. Kurt and Nick cheered when Blaine tossed the ball at the ring and it fell easily through the hoop.

He grinned and bounded away, everyone cheering him along. It was going well, until Thad went to pass the ball to Cameron and missed, smacking Blaine right in the face. Kurt gasped as his boyfriend went down hard. Kurt was on his feet in an instant and running towards Blaine. The Warblers jumped out the way as Kurt pushed past them and crouched down beside his boyfriend, who had curled up into a ball, whimpering.

Kurt reached out to touch him but Blaine flinched away violently, his breathing laboured. "Blaine, it's me," Kurt said into his ear. "Come on, breathe."

Blaine uncurled a little, staring at Kurt with wide eyes, blood dripping from his nose.

Wes bent down and reached out to touch Blaine but Kurt growled. "Don't touch him," he snapped and Wes instantly withdrew his hand, eyes wide.

"Sorry," Wes said, stepping back. He could see the fear and panic not only in Blaine's eyes but in Kurt's too. "Let's give them some room." Wes and David ushered everyone back and Kurt turned his attention back to Blaine.

"Look at me," Kurt instructed firmly and Blaine's panicked eyes met his. "Follow my breathing, OK?" Kurt placed Blaine hands on his stomach and took deep even breathes. Blaine whimpered and wheezed, struggling to comply. Kurt started to sing softly under his breath. It was Blackbird by the Beatles, one of his favourites as well as Blaine's.

The Warblers glanced at each other as Kurt sung, eyes widening. His voice was beautiful. The Warbler's hadn't had a countertenor in their midst in years. Blaine breathing was evening out and with his free hand he wiped his nose, wincing when he saw blood on his hands.

"I've got it," Kurt said, pulling out a tissue from his pocket. He wiped Blaine's hand and then dabbed at his nose.

"I'm sorry," Thad apologized sincerely. "It was completely accidental, I'm so sorry."

Kurt eyed him suspiciously and Blaine placed a hand on his thigh. "It's fine," he wheezed. "It was an accident."

"I am so sorry," Thad repeated.

"It's fine," Kurt told him, helping Blaine stand. "Let's get you cleaned up." They passed the Warblers, only stopping to grab Blaine's tie and blazer before heading to the nearest bathroom.

"Something tells me," Wes said slowly, "that that wasn't just about a basketball to the face."

"I think they were bullied," Nick stated and Jeff squeezed his shoulder tightly, looking concerned. "They have all the signs. They're withdrawn, they flinch at loud noises."

"Like you used to," Jeff interjected and Nick nodded.

"I wouldn't be surprised," he sighed.

"They had said they were the only openly gay boys at their old school," David told them.

"We just have to make sure that they're welcome here then," Wes said firmly. "That we are their friends and they won't be hurt here." Wes looked around at each of them and they all nodded back.

"We'll see if we can get them an audition," Thad suggested. "I mean, you heard Kurt's singing. That way they can feel a part of something."

"Good idea," Cameron nodded.

In the bathroom, Kurt was dutifully cleaning the blood off of Blaine's face and shirt. Blaine watched with wide hazel eyes and gently grabbed Kurt's hands as they started shaking. "I'm OK," Blaine assured him.

"You scared me," Kurt whispered. "Last time you had a panic attack you ended up in hospital because you couldn't breathe."

"I'm breathing now, I promise," Blaine said, gently kissing Kurt's palm.

"I should apologize to Wes," Kurt winced. "I snapped at him for trying to touch you."

"I'm sure he will understand," Blaine told him softly. Kurt finished cleaning up and helped Blaine with his tie.

The bell rang and they shared a look. "Will you be OK for the rest of the day?" Kurt asked.

"I'll be fine," Blaine assured him.

They headed out and to their lockers, staying close together. They grabbed their books and headed to their next class. Wes and David were waiting outside for them and Kurt bit his lip.

"Wes," Kurt said and Wes looked to him with a small encouraging smile. "I'm sorry for snapping at you when you were trying to help."

"Don't worry about it, Kurt," Wes told him. "I don't blame you. Blaine looked pretty bad although now he looks fine now."

Blaine chuckled weakly and both boys grinned at him. They headed into class, taking a seat with the two boys and feeling immensely glad that Wes and David didn't treat them any differently and were including them even more than before.

At the end of day, they walked to the parking lot with Jeff and Nick. "Have a good weekend," Nick beamed at Kurt and Blaine.

"You too," Kurt smiled.

"Bye guys," Wes and David waved happily before heading to their cars.

Annie was waiting for them and they hurried to the car, slipping inside. "Hi boys," Annie greeted them brightly. She had noticed the change in the boys. They came home far happier than they ever had and seemed to making firm friends. "Good day?"

"Yeah, up until I got a basketball in the face," Blaine said and Annie gasped.

"Are you OK?"

"Fine," Blaine assured her. "It was just an accident and Kurt fixed me up." He took Kurt's good hand and smiled adoringly at him.

"Well I'm glad you're OK," Annie told him. "Did you have an attack?"

"A little one yeah," Blaine admitted, looking embarrassed.

"Let's get you home so you can rest," Annie said and started the car, pulling out of the parking lot.

Blaine dozed in the car on the way home, Kurt watching him with a smile. Blaine was adorable when he slept – then again, he was adorable the majority of the time. Annie pulled into the Anderson's driveway and Kurt gently woke Blaine. They climbed out and headed inside. Blaine immediately headed upstairs and Kurt watched him go.

"I'll get you some afternoon tea and bring it up to you later," Annie said, smiling at Kurt.

"Thank you Annie," Kurt smiled, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek and hurrying after Blaine. He dropped his bag next to Blaine's and smiled at he saw his boyfriend spread out on his bed. Kurt removed his blazer and loosened his tie and then he sat on the edge bed, slipping his shoes off. He had just removed them when a hand reached out, tugging him back on to the bed. Kurt gasped and Blaine's arms wrapped around him.

Blaine nuzzled into his neck and Kurt giggled at the sensation. Blaine had always been one for physical contact, even before they had started dating. He had made sure to hug Kurt multiple times a day. To him, being physical with someone was the easiest way to show your affection and he was always keen to make sure that Kurt knew exactly how much he meant to him.

"Did I thank you today for helping me?" Blaine whispered against Kurt's skin.

"No, but I forgive you," Kurt murmured, arching his neck, granting Blaine better access.

Blaine hummed in approval and gently started placing kisses and small bites up Kurt's neck. He couldn't believe what he had been missing out on. Kurt's skin was glorious and Blaine couldn't wait to explore it over and over again.

Kurt rolled over on to his side and gently rubbed his nose against Blaine's before pressing their lips together. Blaine moaned as Kurt slipped his tongue against his and pushed himself closer. Blaine held him and kissed back deeply.

They hadn't yet passed making out and neither wanted to push the other. Kurt pulled away first, panting against his boyfriend's lips, feeling almost lightheaded with the weight of the sensation of sharing these intimate moments with Blaine.

"You should rest," Kurt breathed and Blaine nodded, licking his lips. Kurt's eyes widened and he swallowed thickly. He pulled away, putting space between them and Blaine whimpered. Kurt chuckled and stroked his cheek. "Rest," Kurt instructed, kissing his cheek. Blaine beamed and his eyes slipped closed.