Blaine smiled and gave Wes a quick hug. Wes playfully pushed him off.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm amazing, we all know," Wes grinned and several boys snorted.
After school, Blaine and Kurt headed to their separate houses to get dressed. Blaine promised to pick Kurt up and when he got to the Hummel's home, Kurt was sitting on the from veranda, reading a book.

He looked up as Blaine approached him and carefully placed a bookmark in between the pages, shutting it.
"Hey, ready to go?" Blaine asked. It hadn't escaped Blaine's gaze that Kurt was playing it down. He was dressed in his usual fabulous clothing. He was wearing skinny leg jeans and a hoodie. Blaine was dressed similar but was wearing a polo shirt instead.

"Ready as I'll ever be," Kurt answered. He quickly put his book back inside and hurried to the car with Blaine.
They managed to find Arties home pretty easily and down the street, many car already parked out the front. The two walked together, hand loosely entwined.

They walked up the path and Blaine knocked on the door. A women answered and she smiled confusedly at them.
"Good afternoon," Blaine said smoothly and charmingly. "Artie invited us over to watch the game,"
"Oh of course. You must be Blaine and Kurt. Come on in, everyone is in the living room."
The two boys gripped each other's hands tighter as the followed Arties mum through the house to the living room.

All of New Directions were spread out across it, talking loudly, the TV already on and the game about to start. Mercedes spotted them first and beamed, hurrying to them.
"You made it," Mercedes cried and pulled them both into a firm hug. They seemed a little surprised but hugged Mercedes back.
Everyone else who knew them greeted them happily and they were pulled further into the room.

"So the only people you haven't met is Quinn, Santana and Brittany," Mercedes said, indicating to three very beautiful girls.
Santana eyed them both up and down and licked her lips. Her eyes landed on their joined hand and it softened slightly before she went back to smirking.
"Wanky."

Blaine and Kurt shared a confused look but shrugged it off.
"Dolphins," Brittany grinned happily and pulled Kurt and Blaine into a hug.
"Dolphins?" Blaine asked when she pulled back.
Brittany nodded happily.
"Dolphins are gay sharks," Brittany explained.

Kurt leaned into Blaine.
"Out of all the gay names we've been called," Kurt whispered. "I like hers the best."
Blaine snorted quietly with laughter and beamed brightly.
"Take a seat," Puck called out. "and be quite. The games about to start."
The girls rolled their eyes while the boys all leaned forward eagerly. Kurt smiled at Blaine and indicated to the open chair.

Blaine pulled Kurt with him and sat down in the chair. Kurt folded his legs and sat down, leaning against Blaine's legs and started talking with Mercedes and Tina. Santana and Brittany flitted over to them and started asking questions about Dalton, mainly who was hot, not gay or on a scholarship and if they could have their numbers.
Quinn was looking at Kurt and Blaine with a slightly jealous look.

Blaine was watching the game, but still interacting with Kurt. He would every now and then squeeze Kurt's shoulder or smooth his hair. He would chime in on the conversation, even though you would have sworn he was full invested in the game. When it was half time, Blaine stood and went to the kitchen. He came back with a drink and a healthy snack Mrs Abrahams had put out and handed it to Kurt, all without being asked.

Finn on the hand was completely ignoring Quinn. When his attention wasn't on the game, he was talking about football to Puck or stealing a glance at Rachel who was in a debate with Mercedes.
Quinn knew that she and Finn didn't have the perfect relationship, but she couldn't help but want what Kurt and Blaine had.
"You three are cheerleaders?" Kurt asked, pulling Quinn out of her thoughts. Kurt was gazing at her with an unsure smile.

"Yes, I'm the head cheerleader," Quinn said, smiling smugly.
"Kurt does a bit of cheerleading," Blaine said, smiling down at Kurt who titled his head back and grinned back.
"Really?" Brittany asked. "I didn't know dolphins could do tricks out of water."
"There a few boys at Dalton who wanted to do cheerleading and are on the team with our sister school," Kurt explained, smiling at Brittany's antics.

Quinn raised her eyebrows, surprised.
"I don't do it anymore," Kurt said. "Only occasionally to help out."
"Shame," Quinn said. "You look as if you would have been good competition."
Kurt smiled, more easily this time, and nodded.
"The same to you. I've heard all about your coach."

They fell easily into conversation about the antics of Coach Sylvester.
Finn looked over and was surprised to see that Kurt had Quinn, Brittany and Santana eating out of the palm of his hand. With his wit and bitchy comebacks they loved him. He had already won over Mercedes, Tina and Rachel with all the shopping trips they take and most of the boys.
Finn was starting to question everything.

He watched as Kurt excused himself and Blaine watched him leave the room. When Kurt came back, Blaine was watching him again. He smiled in thanks as Kurt handed him a cup and some chips before sitting back down again.
When the game ended, they milled around for a while, talking and joking with everyone.
Kurt and Blaine just seemed to fit right into their group easily and nobody minded.

Everyone in New Directions had problems and were outcasts. It seemed that Blaine and Kurt were just like them, but there problems extended into society, not just school.
Kurt and Blaine left first, Kurt's arm wrapped around Blaine's waist as they headed out. They said their goodbyes and their presence was noticed when they weren't there.

Eventually the party broke up and everyone else started heading home. Finn walked out with Quinn and gave her a lift home.
"I was wrong," Quinn said quietly and Finn looked at her sharply.
"What?"
"I was wrong about Kurt," Quinn said. "Having got to know him and see him with Blaine, I can see the things I said were wrong. They are amazing guys."

"But you said that your popularity-" Finn started but Quinn cut him off.
"Was important but looking at Kurt and Blaine, they don't care what people think of them and look at how happy they are."
Finn said nothing.
"They don't go to a school like ours," Finn finally said. "You know how much life is easier when we are on top."

"But the way glee club is going, we won't be soon," Quinn said. "Especially with Karofsky spreading those rumours about you being gay."
"I'm not gay," Finn said hotly.
"I know," Quinn said dryly. "I'm trying to make a point. You should apologize to Kurt and Blaine. They've done nothing wrong and with your parents dating it would make it a lot easier."

"They're good guys, sure," Finn said. "but I need to be popular so I can take care of glee club."
"Don't you want your mum to be happy?" Quinn asked.
"Well sure," Finn shrugged.
"Don't you think that if you and Kurt don't get along, it will put strain on their relationship and they might break up and your mum will be unhappy again?" Quinn questioned.

"Burt and mum aren't that serious," Finn said.
"You would be surprised," Quinn said, looking out the window. "Kurt said they seemed pretty serious about this."
The rest of the car ride was silent. Finn dropped Quinn off with a small kiss and headed back to his own house.

When he went in, Carol was doing the house work, singing softly and smiling. Finn couldn't remember the last time that she had been this happy, so happy that she was singing while doing housework.
Finn went to his room and laid down on his bed.
Quinn had made a good point. Quinn cared about popularity just as much as he did and if she was OK with Kurt and Blaine then maybe it could work.

Blaine drove them back to the Hummel's home, the radio playing softly.
"Did you have fun?" Kurt asked.
"Yeah, it was nice," Blaine smiled. "They were all really nice and seemed cool. Did you?"
"Yeah, it was nice," Kurt smiled. "The girls are wonderful, even if I didn't really understand all of what Brittany was saying."
"You did better than I did," Blaine laughed.

"Finn seemed better today," Kurt said quietly. "Maybe the boys said something to him."
"I think he might be coming around," Blaine agreed quietly.
"Maybe," Kurt shrugged.
They pulled up to the Hummel home and slipped out of the car.

They walked hand in hand into the house and collapsed on the couch together.
"I don't think a football game was meant to be that stressful," Blaine said, scrunching his eyes closed.
"Are you OK?" Kurt asked, looking at Blaine.
"Headache," Blaine said.

"Wait here," Kurt said. Blaine felt Kurt move off the couch. He waited and Kurt came back with some water and aspirin.
Blaine sat up and drank it down gratefully, handing the glass to Kurt before laying back down.
Kurt put the glass back in the sink and went to the couch.
"Lift your head," Kurt said and Blaine did without opening his eyes.

Kurt sat down and put Blaine's head in his lap and started soothingly running his hands over Blaine's face. Blaine sighed and relaxed under Kurt's fingers. He felt the tension leaving his face and it un-scrunched. The aspirin kicked in and the headache started to relieve.
Kurt finger's put Blaine into a drowsy state and he started to drift off. Kurt started humming softly, a song his mother used to sing when ever Kurt or Blaine was feeling sick.

Burt came home from the garage and found the two of them on the couch. Blaine was fast asleep and Kurt was reading a book, one hand dancing across Blaine's forehead and cheeks.
"He OK?" Burt whispered.
"Headache," Kurt said. "I think he stressed himself out. He was nervous about meeting everyone."
Burt nodded.
"Let me wash up and I'll start dinner," Burt said.

"Let me guess, we'll be having takeaway?" Kurt said quietly.
"Pizza," Burt grinned and Kurt rolled his eyes fondly.
Burt headed up stairs and washed up and Kurt went back to his book.
Burt rang the pizza shop and ordered a couple of large pizza's for them to share and had it delivered.

Kurt was reluctant to wake Blaine up but knew that his boyfriend needed to eat so he woke him up gently.
"Blaine?" Kurt said softly in his ear. "Time to wake up babe."
Blaine shifted but didn't wake up.

"Blaine," Kurt sung more loudly. "wakey, wakey."
Blaine moaned and his eyes fluttered open.
"How you feeling?" Kurt asked once Blaine sitting up and looking adorably sleepy.
"Better. Headache gone," Blaine said. "You have magic fingers."

Kurt smiled smugly and kissed his cheek.
"Dad ordered pizza and it will be here soon," Kurt said.
"Thanks for waking me," Blaine said. "I'm actually really hungry."
"I noticed that you didn't eat much," Kurt said.
"I was just worried that Finn might have said something at the party," Blaine admitted. "I wanted you to enjoy yourself. You were making new friends."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine's cheek.
"You worry too much about me," Kurt said.
"I can't help it," Blaine shrugged.
The doorbell rang and Kurt got up to answer it, paying the delivery boy.
They sat at the table and ate, Kurt filling Burt in about the party and everyone in New Directions and they friends they had made.

Blaine loved the way that Burt smiled proudly at them both and wouldn't trade that look for anything. Blaine new that Kurt felt that same because his eyes were alight with emotion.
"That good that you are all getting along," Burt said. "Nice to have some friends outside of Dalton too."
After dinner, Kurt and Blaine headed upstairs. They sat in Blaine's room, Blaine under the covers and dozing off while Kurt sat on the edge of the bed.

"You know I noticed that New Directions had a lot of issues," Kurt said.
Blaine hummed sleepily.
"We'll talk tomorrow," Kurt said and kissed Blaine cheek. "Night babe."
"Night," Blaine mumbled and was already half asleep.
Kurt smiled fondly and turned the light off and closed the door.