It started with a text.

Confidence – Kurt

It was such a wonderful text, but it led to not-so-wonderful and unexpected things.

Karofsky slams him into the lockers, once again, and Blaine feels his heart beating in rapid fire. Confidence, he hears Kurts voice in his head and he runs after him.

He finds Karofsky in the locker room.

"Hey!" he yells, "We need to have a little chat-chat!"

"I dont need to have a chat-chat with a fag like you," Karosky sneers, but it issnt going to let Blaine down.

"What are you afraid of?" he continues his rage. "Excuse me?" Karofsky snortes. "What are you so scared of?" Blaine yells.

"Besides you hitting on me and my junk-" "Of fucking course," Blaine cuts him off, "Every straight guys nightmare that a gay guy is secretly in love with them and is planning on molesting and converting them. Well guess what, hamhock? You and me arent going to be a thing."

"Yeah? Whys that?" Karofsky sneers sarcastically.

"Im not interested in some chubby douchebags who think they have their world on their feet, only because theyre in the highest rank on the food chain."

"Do not push me, Anderson," Karofsky warns him.

"Youre gonna hit me? Do it," Blaine challenges him and Karofsky slams the locker shut. "Do not push me."

"Hit me if you want to, cause its not gonna change who I am. You cannot punch the gay out of me like I can punch the idiotic-y out of you."

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE!"

"You are nothing more than a scared little boy who cannot live with the fact that they-" and the next thing he knows is that Karofsky is kissing him.

David fucking Karofsky from all people.

Blaine immediately pushes him away and Karofsky leans closer again, so the second time, he basically shoves him. Karofsky punches a locker and leaves.

Blaine is too shocked to do a thing.

What did just happen?

"Hello?"

"Kurt?" Blaine says hysterically.

"Blaine, hi! How are you," Kurt sounds happy on the other side of the line, "Did you get my te-"

"He kissed me!"

It falls silent after that.

"K…Kurt?" Blaine asks after a few long minutes of silence, "Are you still here?"

"Yeah, yeah, Im sorry," Blaine is relieved when he hears Kurts voice, "And- oh my god. Karofsky did that? Are you okay?"

"Far from," Blaine admits, "I skipped class and right now Im basically locked up in my room, crying into my pillow while talking to you."

"That is- oh my god. I cant- wow, I just… Im on my way."

Blaine shoots up. "Wait, what?"

"Im on my way to Lima, text me your address," Kurt clarifies, "Its only a two hours drive."

"What, Kurt? No!"

"Text. Me. Your. Address."

"Kurt! NO!" Blaine basically yells, "I- I mean, Id love to see you." He simply ignores the fact that hes blushing. Luckily, Kurt cant see him. "But, I dont know? Tomorrow? I want to- uh – confront him about it of course."

"Thats completely understandable, Blaine," Kurt says and Blaine feels relieved again. He doesnt want to deal with his dad knowing that Blaine has met another gay guy. "Ill see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

"Hmmpf, and Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"Im glad you called."

Yeah, Blaine just died.

"… very disappointed in you guys!"

Blaine eyes Mercedes, who shrugs. "Uh, excuse me?" Rachel pipes up, "What exactly did we do?"

"Actually it was us boys," one of the boys confesses, but Blaine doesnt know which one since he couldnt care less. He has other things on his mind.

"And Tina," Mike adds and Tina glares before turning away from him.

Mr. Schue goes on about whatever the guys did to coach Beiste. In the end, they all approach Blaine. "Is there something you want?" he asks.

"Dude, we need your help," Puck says. Artie nods. "You were totally right. We shouldve worked," he added, "And right now, our song is even more important. We have to tell the Beiste that were sorry."

Blaine grabs his bag, ignores them and starts walking away.

"Blaine!"

"Im sorry Finn," he almost snaps, "I have other things on my mind right now. And maybe if you guys had been listening to me, you wouldve known what."

"Is this about the song?" Finn asks in disbelief, "We told you were sorry. We know youre passionate about this kind of thing, but you dont need to get prissy."

Blaine stops in the doorway, looks back and rolls his eyes.

"No Finn, this isnt about the song at all."

"… well hes not coming out anytime soon. Also, his outfit. Can you believe it, Blaine? The red from his letterman jacket totally clashes with the…" he trails off when he sees the smaller boy sitting down.

Blaine still cant believe it.

Why did this all happen to him?

"Are you okay?" Kurt sits next to him, "Hey, whats going on?"

Blaine sniffs. "N-Nothing."

"Please, youre here sitting on this sticky staircase, sniffing! Im not a smart guy, but seriously?" Kurt chuckles, "No, I take that back. Im brilliant."

"Its just… until yesterday Ive never been kissed. At least in a way that counts, but I refuse to believe that my one with Brittany was my first real kiss."

It falls silent for a few seconds but then Kurt finally says something. "Now I want to know that story. Cmon," he gently gave Blaines shoulder a nudge, "Ill buy you lunch so you can tell me."

After that, theyre basically inseparable. Mercedes has been noticing it. "Blaine, youre once again cancelling movie night. I need movie night!"

"Sorry, Cedes, but Kurt just found this new-" "Yeah, yeah. Its Kurt this, Kurt that," she waves it away, "Where do I fit in? I miss you!"

"Aw, I miss you too," he gently hugs her, "But seriously, Mercedes. I think youre just too irritated because Sue banned the tots."

"Still unbelievable!"

"Maybe you should come with us one day," he suggests, "I bet youll love Kurt."

Which wouldve been true. But since Kurt and Blaine spent most of the time talking to each other about the things they like (and Blaine also talked about sports), Mercedes was bored to death.

Such a shame.

"Look what I got? Tots!"

"Are you out of you mind," Blaine hisses, "After what you did to Sues car youre doing this? What if you end up in prison?"

"So? They have tots there."

"Youre substituting food for love, hon, and me for a boyfriend," Blaine sighs, "I know what youre thinking, but seriously. Before I met Kurt, I was so alone. I had you, yes, youre my best friend, but its different. But then… there he was."

Mercedes eyes the thing in Blaines locker. Its Kurts picture and theres a handmade collage under it that says CONFIDENCE.

"Look, Im not saying that you have to throw yourself in the arms of a boy if youre not ready. Youre a strong woman, even when youre single. But please, do not use food or me."

Mercedes smiles shyly.

"Thanks Blaine," she kisses his cheek before leaving. Blaine turns around and watches her leaving. Then, he feels someones hand on his shoulder.

He abruptly turns and is surprised to see Karofsky.

"We need to talk," he leans closer and for a split second, Blaine was afraid hed kiss him again, but then Karofsky says: "Have you told anyone? Yknow? You kissing me?"

Blaine rolls his eyes. "You kissed me-" "Shhhhh." "And no," he answers, "I know how hard this is and I know youre not alone. You just need to find the right people so of course, I didnt tell anyone."

Karofsky looks relieved before his faces gets dark again. "Good," he hisses, "Keep it that way. Otherwise Ill kill you."

He pushes Blaine into the lockers before walking away.