It had been years since Kurt had felt that worried about someone. The last time that he felt this way, powerless and anxious, was when his dad had a heart attack. The young teacher never handled well this kind of situation, it reminded him too much of his mother's death, how suddenly and inexplicably she was gone. And the thought that Blaine could also disappear from Kurt like his mom did, really scared him. He wouldn't be able to handle it if something like that happen with Blaine.

The veteran was the first good thing that happened in Kurt's life in the past several years. Since the day his mom went out to buy some vegetables and never came back, good things stopped to happen to Kurt. His first kiss was stolen by a violent and closed jock, Kurt never had anyone to slow dance in his prom, he also never went to NY because his dad need help with the hospital bills and a closer college was less expensive.

Kurt was almost to the point calling Santana or Blaine's mother when he finally saw Blaine. The veteran was sat on the pavement some blocks away from his home. Blaine was covering his face with his hands and his body was visibly trembling.

"Blaine! Oh my god Blaine!" the veteran heard Kurt voice calling him, and despite all the adrenalin that was running through his veins, making him feel too dizzy to stand, and the pounding ache in his head, Blaine opened his eyes looking for Kurt. "That angelic voice has to be his" he thought, only Kurt would have such comforting and angelic tone.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked still insure, after all that could be another trick of his tired brain.

"Yeah it's me. Oh my god Blaine, what happened?" The young teacher murmured enveloping Blaine with his arms. The young teacher needed to feel Blaine close to him again to make sure that he was fine; that none of the terrible things he had imagined had came true. He hugged Blaine tightly planting small kisses in the veteran's hair, not knowing for sure if he was doing that to comfort Blaine or himself.

Slowly all the dark feelings that Kurt had were being replaced by relief. Blaine wasn't injured, bleeding or dying. "Thank god, Blaine is okay" Kurt thought feeling Blaine's breathing against the curve of his neck.

It was several minutes late, after Kurt had calmed himself down, that the blued eyed man noticed how wrong he was in assuming that Blaine was okay. No, Blaine wasn't physically hurt, but the Kurt never had seen someone looking emotionally devastated as Blaine looked now, with his eyes red from crying, trembling, and smelling like alcohol.

"Blaine what happened with you?" Kurt said putting their foreheads together to look into Blaine's eyes.

"I am such a mess Kurt" Blaine whispered, lost in the worried blue of Kurt eyes. The veteran could see concern and love in those eyes, but he didn't feel like he deserved those feelings. Why someone would feel like that for him? For an abomination like him?

"Calm down I will take care of you" Kurt said kissing him lightly on the forehead. It was getting dark, but someone still could see them there so Kurt decided they should go somewhere else; somewhere more private.

"Let's get out of here. I don't think the middle of the street is the best place for me to help you." Kurt said wrapping Blaine with his arms and putting the veteran inside of his car. Blaine was starting to come back to his normal self, just to feel even more ashamed of himself. If making a scene in front of his dad wasn't enough to embarrass him to death, looking that vulnerable in front of Kurt was.

While Kurt was driving they didn't speak a single word. The young teacher didn't ask any questions or tell Blaine where they were going, he was giving Blaine time to recover. Sure, the blued eyed man had thousands of questions like "Why does Blaine smelled like alcohol?" or "What made him drink?" and "Why he didn't answer his phone?" but he was waiting to the right time to ask them. The only interaction between Kurt and Blaine during that drive was the light touch of Kurt's hand pressing into Blaine's to show him that everything was fine and he was safe.

Kurt parked in the field that his mom had shown him years ago and where they had their late date, far away from judging looks, hate and gossip. Like he did on that first night, Kurt put a blanket on the ground and waited for Blaine join him. This was the place that made Kurt feel better when he was down. Here he felt safe, protected from the ugliness of the world, and in that moment Blaine really seemed like he need those same things.

"Why aren't you asking a thousand questions?" Blaine whispered as Kurt wrapped his arms around him bringing him close.

"Believe me, I will" Kurt said, giving Blaine a small smile "But I need that you be comfortable enough to answer those questions and I can't imagine a better place to make you feel safer than this, the place that my mom showed, the place where I had the most amazing date of my life." Kurt concluded looking in Blaine's eyes while the veteran felt his eyes watering.

Blaine didn't understand why he was almost crying again, Kurt was right this was the best place to make him feel better. Here he was far from his dad and that small town full of closed minded people, so why did he feel like crying again? He was safe now, in Kurt's field, in their field. He didn't know if he was almost crying again because of the way he was feeling, finally safe in Kurt's embrace, or due the genuine caring that the hazel eyed man could hear in the young teacher words.

The truth was that Blaine had been holding those dark feelings in for so long, that actually having someone wanting to listen to them made all that he had repressed come to surface. As result there was Blaine, painfully holding sobs again.

"Are you ready to tell me what happened Blaine?" Kurt asked, while Blaine choked on a sob, now was the time, Blaine would tell Kurt everything, and he was sure that after hearing him Kurt would leave him, runaway from all the mess that was his life.

Kurt kissed his forehead again trying to calm the veteran, their fingers lacing together.

"M-My dad, he came see me today." Blaine said, remembering the cold gaze in his dad's hazel eyes, annoyed by his flash back.

"What happened?" Kurt asked, pulling Blaine even closer, like he did with one of his little students when they were scared and he was trying to comfort them.

"He just, just…. God Kurt he said such terrible things" Blaine said burying his face in Kurt neck, looking desperately for some comfort, and feeling vulnerable before he continued, "He s-said that Santana was a whore and started this speech about God and people being abominations…"

"He's religious?" Kurt questioned already feeling his stomach twist, it was pretty oblivious about what kind of "abomination" Blaine's dad had spoke about to leave Blaine in that state.

Blaine rolled his eyes thinking in how "being religious" didn't fit his dad, he wasn't simply religious, he was almost fanatic, always turning Blaine's feelings and desires into sins and self hate.

"He is fanatic Kurt, if he knew all the feelings and desires that I have he would think that I am a disgusting sinner" Blaine said remembering how his dad's face twisted in a mask of disgust and hate every time that he said or heard the word "gay" or "homosexual".

"You came out? Was that what happened?" Kurt whispered already imagining Blaine's dad as a monster.

"No I didn't come out…I am not that brave Kurt, I am not brave as you are" Blaine said wrapping his arms around Kurt fearing what the blued eyed man would do when he told Kurt what his dad said about him.

"He was saying such horrible things about Santana, and I was so angry about it, but I didn't defend her Kurt. I was weak. I didn't defend my best friend" Blaine murmured thinking how wonderful Santana was, and how she had took every opportunity that she had in the past years to defend him and Sarah from James's humiliations.

"I didn't have the guts to do it, Kurt, to defend Santana, but then he started to talk about your dad…" Blaine began to spoke before be interrupt by Kurt.

"My dad?" The blue eyed man asked. "What did this asshole said about my dad?" the young teacher thought, after all no one messed with the Hummel's.

"He said that he was a pussy for eating what you buy for him, that he should be ashamed to have a fag son like you and that you probably abuse your students" Blaine confessed already loosening his arms around Kurt, if the blue eyed man decided leave, now was the time. Blaine wouldn't judge him for it, he didn't feel like he deserve Kurt or his kindness

"He called me Fag and said that I-I abuse my students?" Kurt gasped feeling his blood turning to fire in his veins. He wanted to punch James, say horrible things to him, and show him what the "fag" was capable of doing. But then Kurt looked at Blaine, and the veteran wasn't looking to him anymore, he was trying to hide tears as he loosened up his arms around Kurt's waist. Blaine was ready to let Kurt go, he didn't expect that the blued eyed boy wanted be with him after discovering how twisted his family was.

Kurt noticed how devastated Blaine was and still was able to be altruistic enough to give Kurt a chance to escape all the problems that he would bring to Kurt's life, made the young teacher fall for him even more.

"Hey, Blaine, look at me" Kurt said cupping Blaine's face making the veteran look into his eyes again. Tears were falling of Blaine's eyes and he couldn't understand why Kurt was still there. Why he didn't leave him after hearing James's offensive words.

"I am not leaving you Blaine. Do you hear me? I am not leaving you." Kurt said looking intensely in Blaine's eyes.

"W-why not? You didn't heard what my dad said? He said that you abuse little children Kurt, that you are disgusting!" Blaine said. Part of him wanted Kurt to leave. In his mind the young teacher deserved so much more than him, and he didn't want bring Kurt into the mess that his life was.

"Yeah YOUR dad said, not you!" Kurt said and grabbing Blaine shoulders, "You think that I'm some kind of creep that abuses kids?"

"O-Of course not! You are wonderful Kurt you would never do something like that!" Blaine gasped scared that Kurt could actually consider that he could think something like that about him.

"And you think that I am disgusting? That this -" Kurt said before chastely kissing Blaine's lips, "This is disgusting?"

"No! You are not disgusting, this is not disgusting!" Blaine panted.

"So I don't care what your dad says or not" Kurt murmured seeming genuine in his words. He hated all the words that James had spoke about him, but he wouldn't lose Blaine due his father behavior. Kurt would fight for Blaine, with his dad, with the whole word if he needed, the veteran was worth it, Kurt was sure of that.

"You are wonderful, you know that? What I did to deserve someone like you?" Blaine said. He still couldn't believe that Kurt wasn't leaving him, that was the logical thing to do, runaway from the problems, from all that mess, that was what Blaine had done his entire life, escape things before they get worse, and Kurt was so brave and wonderful for being strong enough to not do the same.

"What did you do? You were born, Blaine, you were just born…" Kurt said gently touching Blaine's cheek with his fingertips treasuring the veteran's factures. The young teacher's eyes and actions were expressing how wonderful Blaine was, perfect for him.

And see all those feelings in Kurt eyes and sensation Kurt's fingertips in his cheek, made Blaine closed his eyes. That simple gesture, that slightly touch and those words made everything feel so incredibly right.

Kurt's actions carried so much love and Blaine almost couldn't believe, he had meet Kurt just a few weeks ago, and the young teacher already had filled Blaine with more tenderness than he'd felt in whole life. The veteran was feeling alive again in Kurt arms, treasured, all the repression, the numbness and self hate were being washed by Kurt's kindness and warmth.

For the first time in years Blaine actually believe that nothing was wrong with him, that he was born perfect. For the first time in a long time, Blaine didn't feel like he had been born with some kind of disease, like the pastor in his church always insinuated that gay people were born with, something that turn men into sinful abominations, Blaine just felt right, loved.

"That was all that happened? You dad just insulted me?" Kurt asked. Blaine was already feeling more comfortable and maybe now was time to find out what leaved Blaine in that state and why he smelled like alcohol.

"No after he said that about you I-I just wanted to punch him. All the self hate, all those dark feelings were taking over my body and I just wanted scream at him, punch him... I don't know, do something that would make him feel bad as he made me feel in all the past years." Blaine confessed.

"But you didn't right? You didn't punch him or anything right?" Kurt asked worried. What Blaine had done?

"No I didn't, I couldn't, I looked to him and I saw myself. His eyes, his hands, his hair, we look so much alike. And then I drank a beer… I know that I am not supposed to do that, but I just needed so badly, but then I had this flash back and my dad witnessed it and he became annoyed because I was behaving like a freak, it was just a freaking movie after all." Blaine said feeling his stomach twist remembering dad's words "What hell is wrong with you?"

Kurt didn't know what to do, Blaine was once again falling apart in front of him and before he manage say anything Blaine spoke again.

" Why Kurt? Why do I have to look like the one that I hate the most?" Blaine asked feeling his throat ache with sobs.

"Why do I still l-love him Kurt? Why can't I stop loving someone that hurt me so much?" Blaine said with salty tears rolling down his cheeks again, he didn't know if he was asking that to Kurt, God or even to himself. Blaine was just too tired and he just wanted know why. Why he still loved James, after all the humiliations, the lies, the pretense, why he still loved that man?

Kurt didn't have a proper answer, he didn't know what he would have done if his own dad had rejected him. Burt always there to support him, and the young teacher didn't know what Blaine was going trough. So trying to express how sorry he was Kurt held Blaine again, held him even tighter this time, so much that if he did any tighter the veteran would have struggled to breathe properly.

"Blaine, I am so sorry. So, so sorry" Kurt finally managed say.

Kurt kept whispering kind words into Blaine hair, over and over, like a mantra, gently trying to get Blaine back to himself, trying rescue him from the darkness. Trying to bring back the shining light that Kurt had saw in Blaine's eyes during their first date.

Kurt let Blaine cry, until Blaine thought that he couldn't cry anymore, until his body hurt with exhaustion. He cried for the love of his father and for knowing that James wouldn't love him anymore if knew who he truly was, he cried for all the friends that he lost in the battle field, and in the end he was crying for his own choices .

After all those tears Blaine started to feel something close to relief. His body was exhausted and he just wanted to sleep there, in Kurt arms in that field, in their field. But Kurt didn't want sleep in that field, Blaine needed a cozy bed and some food, and even with all the weird things that he had in his truck, he couldn't provide what Blaine really needed in that field.

"You want sleep at my place?" Kurt asked slipping his fingers around Blaine's arms to untangle their bodies a little.

"No I don't want to leave. And besides did you forget that you live with Santana, what we would say to her?" Blaine said.

"I didn't forget Blaine, but we could make some excuse, I can say that I found you in the street and gave you a ride. You can tell Santana about the flash back thing at least, she will understand." Kurt spoke, spending some time with Santana could be something good for Blaine; she was his best friend and it would help him and probably make him feel better.

"Alright if that is what you want" Blaine whimpered letting go of Kurt waist to walk back to the car.

As drove back to Lima, Kurt began to practicing a lie to tell Santana and not raise anyone's suspicions. Seeing Kurt doing that made Blaine sick. He knew that the young teacher was doing that to protect him, but Blaine didn't want Kurt to lie for him. He was just too tired of all those lies and pretenses.

"Here we are. Look! Her room light is turned off, maybe she is already sleeping" Kurt said, parking his car.

Blaine nodded and accompanied Kurt while him open the front door trying to not make any noise. Oddly the live room was empty and quiet. Apparently Santana's fight with Rachel in the kitchen was one of their epic fights that made everybody run far as they could to escape the "cosas malas" that Santana would say and do.

"Poor Rachel" Kurt thought before dropping his keys on the coffee table. He was already going upstairs with Blaine when they were surprised by a female figure coming from the kitchen. The female figure was Santana holding a cup of warm milk.

"Blaine? What are you doing here?" Santana asked surprised by Blaine sudden appearance, she just had an epic fight with Rachel about how Rachel's vegan food was occupying the entire fridge and wasn't expecting see her best friend.

"I found him in-" Kurt began to lie before being interrupted by Blaine grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together.

"I am here to spend the night with Kurt" the veteran said looking in his best friend's eyes without any hesitation, or fear.

"WHAT?" Santana screamed almost dropping her warm milk.

"I said that I am here to spend the night with my boyfriend Kurt." Blaine repeated bringing Kurt even closer.

Blaine was really tired of lies.