When they were little, Kurt and Blaine would share Kurt's bed, always waking up entwined together.
On his first day of Kinder, holding his mother's hand tightly in his tiny one, Kurt met Blaine Anderson. Kurt immediately knew that he was different when he saw the other kids. They weren't dressed nearly as stylishly as himself and he was the only one with a bow tie. Kurt fidgeted when a tall boy knocked past him with another and they sniggered at him, his mother unaware because she was talking to the teacher. Kurt also knew that he had the neatest hair there too, even neater then some of the girls. His hair had been styled perfectly by his mother and he looked quite handsome.

One boy, however, seemed to like Kurt's bowtie, if it was any indication by the way he had introduced himself. Kurt and his mother were still by the door as the teacher greeted him and another little boy had come in with his mother.
This boy had dark curly hair that bounced when he walked. He was dressed in jeans and a polo shirt, looking adorable with his chubby cheeks and bright excited eyes.

He spotted Kurt and grinned widely, waving happily.
"Hi, I'm Blaine Anderson."
"Kurt Hummel," Kurt replied shyly.
"I really like you bowtie!" Blaine said happily, bouncing on his feet. "I wish I had one!"
"I have loads," Kurt gushed. "I could let you borrow one if you want?"
"Really?" Blaine asked, eyes wide. "That would amazing!"

"Mum!" Kurt said, tugging on his mum's hand. Elizabeth smiled at his son and glanced up at the women who smiled back.
"What is it Kurt?" Elizabeth asked.
"This is Blaine and he likes my bowtie! Can we bring him one tomorrow? He wants one too," Kurt bubbled.
"Of course sweetie," Elizabeth said and both Kurt and Blaine grinned.

"Thank you!" Blaine gushed and grabbed Kurt's hand. "Come on Kurt, let's go play. Bye mum!"
Annie Anderson hardly got her goodbye out before Blaine was tugging Kurt into the room and leading him over the play house where a bunch of girls were playing.
"Looks like out boys are going to be best friends," Elizabeth said, amused. "I'm Elizabeth Hummel."
"Annie Anderson and I think your right," Annie beamed.

That was how they met and their friendship just grew from there, as did Annie's, Elizabeth's, Edward's and Burt's. As the boy's grew older, they stopped sharing a bed and Blaine slept on the floor but still stayed every Friday night.
When Elizabeth passed away, the Anderson's were there for both Kurt and Burt. Blaine would hold Kurt as he cried, singing softly.
Annie and Edward stayed in the Hummel home for a while as they tried to move on and get their lives back on track. Blaine once again slept in Kurt's bed with him, holding Kurt as he cried himself to sleep and stopped the nightmares.

Blaine woke up to the smell of pancakes and moaned. Blaine had the guestroom in the Hummel's home but it was practically his room. He had clothes there and everything. Blaine put some pants on and a t-shirt and headed down stairs.
Kurt was already dressed and was moving around the kitchen, placing pancakes on a plate. Burt was sitting at the table, reading the paper.
Blaine wondered in and placed a kiss on Kurt lips.
"Morning," he said, grabbing a drink.

Burt was to used to Blaine and Kurt's displays of affections around the house, unable to show their love out in public. They had been together too long for Burt to feel uncomfortable.
"Hey love," Kurt beamed.
"What's with the pancakes?" Blaine asked, taking a seat. Kurt sat down with him and placed that pancakes on the table.

"He wants you take him shopping," Burt smirked over the paper.
"Dad," Kurt whined and Blaine chuckled, snatching a pancake off the plate.
"What kind of shopping?" Blaine asked.
"OK, there was a really, really nice scarf in this season's Vogue and it's getting colder and I really need this scarf. I've been working so much in the garage to save for this," Kurt stressed.

"I know," Blaine grinned. "I like watching you work on cars."
"It's too early in the morning for that," Burt grunted and Blaine blushed.

"Please, please, please take me shopping," Kurt begged.
"I can't," Blaine said apologetically. "I promised Wes and David that I would work on our project today."
Kurt pouted and nodded.
"I forgot about that," Kurt sighed.
"You can still go without me," Blaine said.

"Yeah," Kurt said. "I know how much you don't like shopping."
"I only don't like it when you spend hours at the mall," Blaine corrected and Burt sniggered.
Kurt rolled his eyes and ate a pancake.
After they ate, they got dressed and headed out, each going their separate ways.

Kurt headed to the mall by himself, parking close to the entrance. Usually Kurt wouldn't go alone, having Nick or Jeff come along with him but he really wanted this scarf. Kurt headed straight the shop and spent an hour fawning over it before purchasing it. He held the bag tightly and made his way through the mall. He was passing the gaming shop and he glanced inside. He paused when he saw Finn, standing with a few boys, drooling over a game.

Kurt headed in and went to Finn.
"Hey Finn," Kurt said and Finn whipped around.
The other boys with him did too and looked him up and down.
"Whose the fag?" a boy with a Mohawk asked and Kurt flinched.
"Puck," a blonde hair boy (obviously dyed) scolded.

"He's nobody," Finn said quickly and Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Finn's mother is dating my father," Kurt said and he watched Finn close his eyes.
"This is going to be you future step brother?" Puck snorted.
"Yeah. This is Kurt," Finn sighed. "What are you doing here?"
"Shopping," Kurt said, holding up his bag.

"Oh. Right. Well, see ya," Finn said, starting to turn back around.
"Finn," Kurt laughed, shocked slightly.
"Dude, just get lost," Finn said, looking around nervously.
"But Finn-" Kurt said.
"Dude, take a hint," Finn scowled and Kurt flinched back.

"Fine," Kurt said coldly.
A shop assistant went past and Kurt grabbed her.
"I would keep an eye on him," Kurt said, indicating to Finn who watched him with wide eyes. "He was trying to put that in his coat before."

The shop assistant gave Finn a dirty look.
"Damn," Puck chuckled. "He's got balls."
"I'm going to have to ask you all to leave," she snarled and Kurt walked away, smirking.
Kurt hurried out of the mall and to his car, no eager to deal with Finn's rage.
Kurt jumped in his car and drove home.

The house was empty and Kurt sighed. He headed back out and headed to the Anderson's home, knowing that at least Annie or Edward would be there. He parked his car in their driveway and headed into the house. Kurt didn't need to knock. This was his second home. He spent the same amount of time here then he did in his own home.
As he walked through the large living room, Annie came out of the kitchen.

"Hey honey," Annie said, kissing Kurt's cheek. "Ooo a shopping bag. Let's see."
Kurt pulled out the scarf and Annie gasped.
"Oh it's gorgeous. You have amazing taste," Annie said, feeling the fine silk. Kurt smiled at Annie.
"Thanks."
"What's wrong honey?" Annie asked. "Did something happen at the mall?"

Unfortunately neither Blaine or Kurt were unfamiliar with homophobic tendencies of Ohio. Both Kurt and Blaine attended a public school before Dalton. They had been out and proud but suffered as the kids teased them, shoved them into lockers, through slushies in the faces, put dead animals in the lockers.
They liked to deal with alone, together, until one day a boy took it too far. He pushed Kurt down a flight of stairs and Kurt had broken his arm. The boy had then threatened to kill Kurt if he told anyone.

Kurt caved after a few days, breaking down in front of Blaine and they had been immediately transferred.
Kurt sighed.
"I ran into Finn, Carol's son," Kurt explained.

Annie frowned, afraid of what she would hear.
"One of his friends called me...a name and one of his friends scolded him but Finn said nothing. He told me to get lost," Kurt said sadly.
"Oh honey," Annie sighed, smoothing Kurt's hair.
"I don't think he's that OK with me," Kurt said sadly. "Or maybe he just doesn't like me. He clearly didn't want to be seen with me."

"Oh dear," Annie said.
"I er- maybe of gotten a bit angry at his behaviour and told the shop assistant that he was attempting to shop lift," Kurt said sheepishly.
"Kurt!" Annie scolded, trying not to look amused.
"Please don't tell my dad," Kurt said, looking down. "I shouldn't have done it."

"I won't," Annie said. "But promise me you won't do it again."
"I promise," Kurt assured her.
"Good," Annie smiled. "Remind me never to cross you."
Kurt giggled with relief.

"Come on, I'm making brownies," Annie said, wrapping an arm around Kurt's shoulder. She placed the scarf carefully on the table and led Kurt into the kitchen.
Kurt and Annie worked well in the kitchen. She had the radio on and Kurt sung along to the songs, hitting all the notes.
The front door opened as the brownies were in the over baking and Blaine appeared not long after.

"Nice scarf," Blaine grinned, pulling Kurt into his arms and kissing him.
"I know," Kurt smirked and Annie laughed.
"How was the mall?" Blaine asked.
"How was Wes and David?" Kurt asked, ignoring Blaine's question.
"Yeah good. We actually got a lot of work done," Blaine said and Kurt grinned.

"No nerf gun war this time?" He questioned.
"David's mum took them so we couldn't," Blaine pouted and Kurt laughed.
"At least you got work done," Annie said. "You've been avoiding that for weeks."
"Sorry mum," Blaine said sheepishly and Annie grinned.

"Ah Kurt leave those," Annie said as Kurt went to do this dishes. "Go make out with Blaine in his room or something."
Both boys flushed as Annie winked.
"Mum's always right," Blaine grinned and took Kurt's hand. The two headed to Blaine room, leaving the door open. A rule in both houses. The door stays open.

Blaine grinned and gripped Kurt hips and pulled him close, claiming Kurt's lips with his own. Kurt hummed and happily deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue across Blaine's bottom lip.

Kurt moved them back until the hit the bed and collapsed in a fit of giggles.
"I've always loved your mum," Kurt grinned.
Blaine chuckled and climbed on the bed properly and laid beside Kurt, entwining their hands.
"You avoided my question down stairs," Blaine said and Kurt sighed. "What happened Kurt? Did something happen at the mall?"

"I ran into Finn," Kurt said, rolling over so he was leaning on his side.
"How was he? Did he enjoy last night?" Blaine asked, oblivious.
"He told me to get lost while one of his friends called me a fag," Kurt said quietly and Blaine tensed. "One of his friends scolded Puck, that was his name."
"Finn didn't say anything?" Blaine asked, hurt in his eyes.
"He clearly didn't want to be seen with me," Kurt said sadly, avoiding Blaine's eyes.

Blaine leant up and kissed Kurt lightly.
"I'm sorry," Blaine said. "I thought he was an OK guy. He had no right to treat you that way in front of everyone."
"I grabbed a passing shop assistant and told her Finn was attempting to shop lift," Kurt said.
Blaine let out a shocked laughed.
"I always knew you were devious," Blaine said, shaking his head.

"Please don't tell my dad Blaine," Kurt whispered. "He really likes Carol and you've seen how happy he is. He hasn't been this happy since mum."
Blaine stroked Kurt's cheek softly.
"Kurt," Blaine said, hesitating.
"We don't know if they'll get married," Kurt said. "and I don't want Finn and I to be the reason they don't. Dad deserves to be happy."

"Ok I won't," Blaine finally agreed. "If Finn does anything though, it won't turn out to be another 'incident'."
"I promise that if he does something I will tell you straight away," Kurt assured Blaine, kissing him gently. "I hope he doesn't try anything."
"I won't let him," Blaine said and Kurt chuckled.
"My knight in the blue blazer," Kurt beamed and Blaine laughed loudly.

"Now, your mum instructed us to make out," Kurt said coyly. Blaine wiggled his eyebrows and pushed his lips back to Kurt.