Blaine hates the way his ex girlfriend keeps texting him. He hates the way she won’t stop apologizing and he hates the voicemails, begging for him to call her back. He refuses to call her or even talk to her. This has nothing to do with heart break. It just has a lot to do with betrayal. He feels, to put it simply, cheated. He feels stupid for not seeing any signs. He can’t help but wonder if it had anything to do with the sex. Well, more like the lack of it.

Blaine wants to feel relieved considering he wasn’t getting much out of the relationship to begin with. His feelings for her just didn’t seem…right. But he can’t help but feel angry and bitter.

It also doesn’t help that he has to go home for the weekend with all of his belongings now that the semester has come to an end.

Blaine’s roommate has decided to drop out of school and move to Europe. Kind of a last minute decision on his part. Blaine knows he wouldn’t be able to afford the place on his own and can’t find a new room mate in time. So he decides to move out as well. He’s found an affordable single bedroom apartment, but can’t move in for another week, so he’s stuck going home for the weekend. Of course, he’s excited to see his parents. He isn’t excited about the two hour train ride and he definitely isn’t excited about the questions his father will ask concerning his love life.

Kurt has offered Blaine a ride to the station, and Blaine couldn’t be happier to accept it. He loves spending time with Kurt.

But somehow, Blaine mixes up his departure time. That’s how he finds himself standing in the middle of the station, bags at his feet, eyes wide as he stares down at his ticket. “I swear to god,” he breathes, “It said five, not six.”

Kurt remains silent beside him as Blaine sighs and looks over at him. “Can you keep an eye on my bags?” he asks, “I’m gonna go see if I can change my time.”

But, of course, the answer is no. The behind the desk apologizes about seven times, explaining that the next train leaves tomorrow afternoon. When Blaine finds his way back to Kurt, his friend immediately asks what happened.

“The next departure is tomorrow at three,” Blaine groans, pulling out his phone. Great. Fantastic. Now he has to find some gross, cheap motel to spend the night at.

“Why don’t you just stay with me?” Kurt asks. Blaine raises his eyes from the screen of his phone. Yeah, they’re friends, but… “Oh. I don’t want to impose. That’s very kind of you to offer--”

Kurt scoffs. “Nonsense,” he says with a roll of the eyes. “Why are you going to take a two hour train ride home when you can just stay with me until you can move in to your apartment. I’ve got room. It isn’t a problem.”

“Kurt, I…”

Kurt raises a finger. “I’ll have none of that,” he says with an arch of the brow. He then gathers half of Blaine’s bags. “C’mon. I’m starving.” He smiles at Blaine before turning and his heel and walking off. Blaine can’t help but smile a bit as he grabs the remaining bags and follows Kurt.

Maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Because Blaine is secretly happy that he missed his train because now he can avoid his father and his pressing questions about Blaine’s no-longer-girlfriend.

o~o~o~o

Kurt shouldn’t be this excited to hear about Blaine’s break up. But he is. He really, really is. He wants to hear about what kind of awful, terrible, mean person would cheat on Blaine. He would never cheat on Blaine.

“I mean, it wasn’t like I was totally in love with her. I don’t even think I was in love with her, you know?” Blaine is saying into his glass of red wine. He takes another sip and Kurt can’t help but watch the way he licks his lips. “But it just…made me so angry when I walked in on her like--that.”

Kurt’s eyebrows raise. “Like what?” he asks, though he’s sure he knows exactly what Blaine means. He just wants to hear it.

“With some guy’s dick in her mouth--ugh,” Blaine blurts taking another angry drink from his glass.

Kurt nearly spits out his wine when he laughs. He brings up a hand to cover his mouth, swallowing at Blaine looks over at him, eyes wide and confused. “Why are you laughing?” he asks.

“I’ve just---” Kurt giggles, “I’m sorry. I’ve just never seen you like this. And I don’t think I’ve ever heard you curse before.” Admittedly, it’s kind of hot. Kurt wonders if Blaine curses when he’s--

Kurt stops his train thoughts. Inappropriate, he reminds himself.

“Sorry,” Blaine says softly.

Kurt smiles and lets Blaine know that it’s ok. Finishing off his glass, he sets it aside and sinks into the couch, eyes drifting to the TV. They watch in silence as the kids from The Breakfast Club freely dance around the library. He hears Blaine laugh softly beside him after a few moments and Kurt’s eyes dart over to him for a moment and he smiles at the sound of Blaine’s laughter: quite possibly one of the most beautiful things he’s ever heard.

One glass of wine later, they’re laying on Kurt’s bed on their back’s nearly howling in laughter. Blaine is telling him ridiculous stories about the crazy customers he has to deal with at work. Kurt doesn’t really deal with customer’s directly, so he doesn’t have many stories to share, but that’s ok because he could listen to Blaine talk for hours.

o~o~o~o

Kurt doesn’t really consider what he’s doing to be fair game. But he does think he deserves a damn pat on the back because, really, it’s one of the best plans he’s ever come up with. He waits until Blaine is asleep of course before quietly padding over to the thermostat and flipping the switch off. The temperature within the small dorm will drop in no time.

Kurt carefully steps over Blaine’s sleeping form on the ground and crawls into bed silently. It takes Blaine about twenty minutes to finally wake up and say something.

“Kurt,” he calls out softly in the darkness. “Kurt, it’s freezing in here…”

“Hmm?” he asks, feigning sleepy innocence.

“Is the heater on?”

“I’ll go check,” Kurt responds, trying to hide the smile in his voice as he slips out of bed and, wow, ok, it’s ridiculously cold. He steps over to the thermostat, absently poking at it for a few moments, before cursing quietly. “It’s down again,” he mutters, masking his voice with annoyance. “I really need to talk to someone about this.” With quick little steps he crawls back into bed and wraps himself in his blanket, shivering.

“God, I’m freezing,” Blaine mutters from the floor. Kurt peeks over the edge of the bed down at him. His stomach swoops as he decides to continue with his plan which is starting to seem stupid because he’s freaking out now. What if Blaine freaks out at the suggestion Kurt is about to make?

“Get up here,” Kurt says finally. “This bed is big enough for both of us and you’ll be much warmer.”

Blaine doesn’t hesitate to stand and crawl in beside Kurt and he briefly wonders if this is all some wonderful dream.

But he can feel Blaine’s warmth under the covers and that’s enough to let Kurt know that this is all very real. Kurt pulls the covers over both their bodies. He can feel Blaine shivering beside him. Kurt swallows, mouth going dry. He really shouldn’t be doing this. Blaine’s straight.

“I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?” Kurt asks suddenly, eyes glued on the ceiling.

“How is this uncomfortable?” Blaine asks quietly. “It’s freezing down there.”

Kurt bites his tongue, closing his eyes. He’s used to people treating him differently when they find out he’s gay. Sure, the kids in glee club were always nice to him. But people in this school are different. “Usually when guys around here find out I’m, they don’t really want to stand too close to me,” Kurt says suddenly. “I guess they think they’ll…catch the gay or something,” Kurt tries to make his voice sound lighter, like it doesn’t bother him.

“I’m not like other people,” Blaine says and then Kurt hears him shift beside him. Kurt turns his head to see Blaine watching him. “I didn’t push you away when you told me you were gay, did I?”

Kurt shakes his head and he can see Blaine’s smile in the darkness. “Thank you for being such a good friend,” Kurt mutters honestly. He can’t believe he even thought about pushing Blaine away. “Your girlfriend is a bitch for cheating on you,” he says as he rolls on to his side, back to Blaine as he hears his friend laugh, sound low and gentle.

Kurt doesn’t kiss Blaine like he hoped. They don’t spend hours making out like Kurt fantasized about. However, before Kurt is able to drift off to sleep, he feels Blaine moving a little closer to him and Kurt isn’t sure if Blaine is asleep or not when he suddenly feels Blaine’s arm drape over his waist. After a moment, he feels Blaine’s nose press into his shoulder and feels him sigh softly, contently. Kurt’s body tenses. Blaine’s warm body pressed along his back feels so perfect and so right. Kurt relaxes against Blaine letting his eyes close.

“Thank you, Kurt,” Blaine says so softly that Kurt almost thinks he’s dreaming.