"It's going to be a close call," Nick grinned, watching them in awe along with everyone else.

Kurt nodded, watching Blaine with a smile. He seemed so at ease playing the game and it made Kurt happy that he was carefree and able to enjoy himself.

As the final notes hit the screen everyone cheered and Blaine and Jeff laughed. Jeff nudged Blaine playfully and clapped him on the shoulder. "That was awesome," Jeff beamed. "You rock at this game!"

Blaine shrugged, looking bashful. "You were awesome. I could barely keep up."

"Practice," Jeff laughed. "Lots of practice."

Everyone turned to the screen, seeing that Jeff had won by a point.

"Look like you have some competition, Jeff," David called out and the boys laughed. They handed the guitars over to the next two and returned to their seats.

Blaine grinned as he plopped down next to Kurt who smiled back in response. "You were amazing," Kurt said softly and Blaine grinned.

"When your arm heals, I'll teach you to play," Blaine promised.

"We don't have guitar hero," Kurt pointed out.

"Then I'll teach you on my guitar," Blaine grinned and Kurt chuckled.

"I won't be getting callouses on my fingers, Blaine," Kurt warned him and Blaine laughed.

Blaine gently took Kurt's hand in his and linked their fingers. Kurt eyed the room warily but nobody was paying attention to them and he instantly relaxed.

After a few more rounds of guitar hero, the boys moved on to something else. Wes had an amazing sound system and had plugged his iPod in, the boys singing along to every single track. Kurt and Blaine joined in, watching as the boys danced around. David was pulling off some amazing flips that made Kurt's heart stop beating for a moment. Nick grinned and pulled Kurt up, spinning him around and dancing with him. Kurt stumbled, surprised but allowed Nick to twirl him around.

He caught Blaine's look and saw his eyes were bright as he smiled at Kurt. Blaine was similarly pulled up by a grinning Wes a few moments later.

Blaine eventually ended up dancing with Kurt, pulling him into his arms and he spun them around.

Kurt laughed and glanced around, happy that nobody was staring at them. The music came to an abrupt halt and everyone stopped, turning to look indignantly at the stereo. Wes' mother was standing there sheepishly.

"Sorry to interrupt but the pizzas have arrived," she informed them.

No more was needed to be said and the boys rushed out of the den and to the kitchen. Kurt and Blaine followed at a slower pace, following Wes' mother.

When they got the kitchen, the boys were squabbling over the boxes of pizza. Blaine dived in, grabbing two pieces and handing one to Kurt, who eyed it warily.

"I thought you liked Margarita," Blaine said, pouting.

"I do," Kurt assured him with a smile. "It's just so...greasy."

"It can't always be gourmet pizza," Blaine chuckled and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"I know that," Kurt huffed and took a bite of his pizza. Blaine just grinned and dug into his own slice of pizza. Once all of the food was gone, the boys headed back to the den.

"Harry Potter marathon," Wes called out and the boys cheered. Kurt giggled as Blaine bounced on the balls of his feet in excitement. Blaine was a huge Harry Potter fan and had re-read the books so many times that Kurt had to buy him new copies because the others were so dog-eared. Kurt often sat through the movies with Blaine and they could mouth along to the movies without even thinking twice.

Most of the boys grabbed their sleeping bags while Wes put in the first disk into the DVD player. Kurt grabbed his and Blaine's sleeping bags and picked an empty spot on one of the couches. They wriggled into their sleeping bags and Wes flicked the lights off.

"Everybody comfortable?" Wes asked. There was a chorus of 'yes' and Wes hit play.

By the fourth movie, Kurt had fallen asleep against Blaine. He looked down at his sleeping boyfriend and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, pulling him so he was lying on his chest. Kurt mumbled something unintelligent in his sleep, cuddling closer to Blaine.

"Jeff," Nick whispered into his friend's ear and nudged him, gesturing over his shoulder at Kurt and Blaine.

Jeff looked round and grinned at the two boys. Blaine's eyes were drooping closed and then jerking back open, while Kurt was passed out cold on him. "That's adorable," Jeff grinned, nudging Nick back.

The fifth movie was put in and Nick – who had fallen asleep at the end of the fourth – was practically lying on Jeff's lap. Most of the Warblers were asleep and the only ones still awake were Thad, Wes, David and Jeff.

Wes frowned when he heard whimpering, looking round for the source of the noise. "Do you hear that?" Wes whispered to David who paused to listen. There was more whimpering, louder this time and they watched as Blaine jerked awake.

"Kurt?" He mumbled, still half asleep. Kurt's breathing hitched and his hands clenched Blaine's shirt. Blaine gently shook Kurt awake and the boy sat up bolt right, shivering and looking around wildly. "Whoa, hey," Blaine said softly, taking Kurt's hand and the boy looked up at him. "You're OK."

"Oh," Kurt breathed, swallowing thickly. Kurt buried his head in Blaine's neck and he was shocked to feel hot tears on his shoulder.

Blaine rubbed Kurt's back and held the shivering boy in his arms. "Same dream?" Blaine whispered and Kurt's breath hitched.

"Why tonight?" Kurt hiccupped miserably.

"Shh," Blaine murmured. "Come on." He shimmied out of his sleeping bag and managed to get Kurt out of his. They stood and Blaine led Kurt out of the room. Wes, David, Thad and Jeff shared a look but remained silent, clearly worried about the two boys.

Blaine guided Kurt to the bathroom and they slipped inside, Blaine locking the door behind them. "Come here," he murmured, pulling Kurt into his arms and holding him tightly, kissing his cheek. Kurt buried his head in Blaine's neck, clinging to him tightly as he shivered. Blaine grabbed a couple of tissues and pulled back briefly. Kurt's eyes were wide with fear and embarrassment. Blaine wiped his eyes gently – one of the many more intimate moments they would share – and leant his forehead against his boyfriend's. "It was Matthew again, wasn't it?" Blaine asked and Kurt hiccupped, Blaine taking this as a conformation. "I'm sorry, baby."

"I'm so embarrassed," Kurt whispered.

"Baby, no," Blaine pleaded. "Don't be embarrassed. It's not your fault."

"They saw," Kurt muttered and Blaine rubbed his nose against Kurt's.

"I'll make sure they don't say anything," Blaine vowed. "I promise."

Kurt pecked Blaine on the lips and buried his head back into his neck. Blaine just held Kurt, rubbing his back, waiting until Kurt was ready to go back. Eventually Kurt pulled back, wiping his eyes delicately.

"Ready?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded and Blaine tangled their hands together, unlocking the bathroom door. They stepped out, turning the light off and heading back to the den. Kurt hurried to his sleeping bag and wriggled into it.

The fifth movie was still playing and nobody said anything. Blaine slid into his sleeping bag and lay down beside Kurt.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat," Wes yawned.

"Same," Thad agreed. David shut the movie off, plunging the room into darkness.

"Night," Jeff called into the darkness, laying down, not wanting to move Nick who was still comfortably asleep in his lap.

Blaine snaked an arm around Kurt and pulled him close, holding him protectively. It reminded Kurt of when his mother had died and the Andersons had stayed with them for a while.

It was late and the news that Elizabeth had passed away was still so fresh and unbelievable. The house was quiet and overcast with darkness, but nobody slept, all silently crying with grief. In Kurt's room, Blaine held a small Kurt in his arms as the boy cried. Kurt was clinging to Blaine's pyjama top tightly in his small hands, body wracking with sobs.

"I'm sorry, Kurtie," Blaine murmured.

"I want my mum," Kurt sobbed. "Blaine!"

"I know, Kurtie," Blaine sniffed.

"Don't leave me," Kurt cried.

"Never ever," Blaine promised, hugging Kurt tighter. Kurt held fast and buried his head in Blaine's chest.

Kurt snuggled closer to Blaine and closed his eyes, praying he wouldn't slip into dream again.

Wes woke up first and looked around the room blearily. He grinned as he saw Nick sprawled across Jeff and blonde's arm wrapped around him.

Everyone else was scattered across the room. He turned to the couch where Kurt and Blaine were and smiled. Blaine's hair – which was usually gelled back – had sprung free of its confinement and was now curly. He was holding Kurt protectively against his chest. Kurt looked peaceful and safe in Blaine's arms, mouth parted slightly, chest rising and falling in sync with Blaine's.

Slowly, the boys began to wake up one by one. Kurt woke up and was surprised, but thrilled, that he was wrapped up in Blaine's arms. He smiled before remembering how he ended up in Blaine's embrace and bit his lip. He looked around and saw that Wes and a few of the other boys were crowded around Thad as he slept, holding a black marker. Kurt shook Blaine awake, who grunted and rolled over. Kurt stifled his giggles as Blaine rolled too far and right of the couch, landing on the floor with a thud. Blaine jerked awake, looking around wildly and the boys sniggered quietly as they all looked over at him.

Nick and Jeff woke up to the noise and looked around blearily. They looked at each other and smiled before they both jerked upright with blushes tinging their cheeks.

"Shh," Wes hissed as the boys laughed louder and they turned back to Thad. Kurt helped Blaine off the floor and gently ran his hands through Blaine's curls.

"Oh," Blaine groaned. "It's so curly."

"I like it," Kurt smiled.

"I know," Blaine beamed and Kurt flushed. "You told me enough when we were little. You always wanted to play with my hair."

Kurt smacked Blaine's shoulder and he lowered himself down onto the couch next to Kurt. "How are you feeling this morning?"

Kurt's face fell and he shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. "I'm fine. Just incredibly mortified."

"I won't let anyone make fun of you," Blaine promised and Kurt gave a small smile.

"I know you won't," Kurt whispered.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Thad yelped and they all laughed as he scrambled up and backed away from Wes, David, Cameron and Justin.

"Aye matey, what seems to be the problem?" David slurred in a pirate's voice and the boys laughed. They had drawn a goatee and an eye patch on Thad, who grumbled and dashed off to the bathroom.

"Breakfast," Jeff cried, jumping to his feet and running to the kitchen. The boys looked at each other before rushing after him. Wes, David, Thad and Jeff said nothing about Kurt's dream, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable at all, for which Kurt was thankful. He knew that it must have come as a shock to the boys that he was still so badly affected by the bullying, but it was a big part of him that they, if they wished to be his friend, would learn to live with. Kurt had long since realised that the bullying didn't make him weak; it made him stronger.

Kurt and Blaine would later conclude that for a first sleep over, it wasn't bad.