I was just finishing spraying my hair when there was four knocks on my dorm door. I rolled my eyes, wincing slightly, and smiled slightly at Blaine’s special knock that he only would use for me as he said I was that special to him. As it was a Saturday at Dalton, uniform wasn’t required which was a bonus for me. Being the fashionista I was meant I had tried to match my colouring to my black eye. There was no way I would allow myself to look unfashionable due to the massive bruise on my face. I had actually done quite well in my opinion as I was wearing a pair of my tight skinny jeans and a purple shirt; completed with a black bow tie and my usual pair of doc martens. Despite the bow tie adding a touch of ‘Kurt’ to my outfit, I had also pinned my airplane pin to my shirt. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror; ignoring the way the bruise looked. I skipped to the door and opened it, revealing my dapper boyfriend.

He grinned at the sight of me, “Hey you. I love how you’ve managed to match your clothes to that unfortunate bruise of yours.”

I smiled back at him, “If there is any chance for fashion, Kurt Hummel is there!”

Blaine laughed at words and I just gazed fondly at him. I took this time to admire what Blaine was wearing. He was wearing a red polo shirt, which showed off his muscular arms, a pair of jeans that were rolled up slightly at the bottom and it looked like he was wearing boat shoes but I could clearly see he had no socks on.

“Blaine, is there a reason you have an aversion to socks? Apart from your school shoes, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear socks,” I pondered, actually hoping Blaine would give me an answer to this great sock mystery.

Blaine’s triangular eyebrow rose in surprise at the question. He paused for a moment before the grin returned to his face, “Because I’m as cool as shit!”

My mouth dropped open at Blaine’s revelation. I hadn’t been expecting that at all.

Blaine just laughed at my expression, “I’m joking baby. That was a weird saying but it was the first thing that came to my head. This will surprise you but I like Tom Ford’s idea about showing ankles.”

“You know Tom Ford?” I asked in surprise, my mind jumping to the fashion designer, “Wow Blaine, I didn’t know you cared that much about fashion.”

Blaine just shrugged his shoulders, “I do read Vogue Mr Hummel. That shouldn’t surprise you.”

I smiled when I realised Blaine was right. We always had sat together and read Vogue, commenting on the outfits and what we thought of them. My love for Blaine seemed to increase in that very moment.

Blaine took my hands in mine, “Let’s stop focusing on the fact I don’t wear socks and focus on other things.”

I frowned slightly at Blaine’s words, “Like what?”

Blaine released one of my hands and cupped my face in his hand. He leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my free hand around his neck and kissed him back. We kissed for a few minutes, sharing sweet and loving kisses. Eventually we pulled apart and pressed our foreheads together.

“I’m so happy that you are mine,” Blaine whispered as he kissed my nose.

I giggled at his actions and squeezed his hand, “I still can’t believe it.”

Blaine winked at me, “Get used to it baby. I’m not letting you go.”

I rolled my eyes at his words causing me to wince, “I need to stop doing that.”

Blaine just leaned in again and gently kissed my bruised eye, trying as hard as possible not to hurt me, “That better?”

I smiled at my boyfriend, “Your kisses make everything better.”

Blaine looked beside himself with happiness while I had to laugh. I pulled away from Blaine but kept hold of his hand as I started leading us away from the doorway out my room, shutting the door behind us. We had to attend Warbler practice for a few hours before we were allowed to leave Dalton due to the fact we missed practice the previous day because of my injury and the outrage it caused. Blaine and I had planned to go to practice, then Blaine was going to drive us back to Lima and we were going to go back to my house. Since it was only 8am on a Saturday, we were having breakfast in the Warbler meeting. Wes had arranged to have a continental breakfast with croissants and orange juice. Blaine and I would have to wait to get our coffee until we got to the Lima Bean. I smiled to myself, listening to Blaine hum ‘Teenage Dream’ under his breath. Every time I heard that song I instantly thought of him. Despite the fact it was sung by all the Warblers with Blaine on the lead, my mind only seemed to remember Blaine looking at me as he sung that song; the new kid he had just run down the corridor with hand in hand. It sounded so cliché but when I had met Blaine and we had introduced ourselves, I knew he would be someone so special in my life. As we made our way to the senior common room my mind was filled with memories of that fateful day. I let out a sigh filled with happiness of what my life had become. Before I had come to be the ‘endearing spy’ my life, with the exception of my Dad, family and the glee club, was brutal.

“Kurt honey?” Blaine’s voice broke me out of my thoughts, “Are you okay?”

I turned and beamed at Blaine, “Absolutely.”

Blaine’s smile matched my own, “What were you thinking about?”

“Us,” I said, bringing our entwined hands up to my lips and placing a gentle kiss there, “How happy I am I came to Dalton to be a spy.”

Blaine hummed with content, “I feel that way too. It’s so bizarre how easily our lives could have been different. If Puck hadn’t teased you or if one of the guys had stopped you from going...”

“Or I had tapped another boy on the shoulder,” I interrupted, trying to imagine what would have happened in a parallel universe. I was quite content with the universe I lived in as I had Blaine and didn’t need my life to be an episode of Doctor; despite how much I loved it.

Blaine let out an animalistic sound and pulled his hand out of mine. Before I could question his actions, Blaine wrapped one arm tightly around my waist and the other around my neck. He leaned his forehead against mine, closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. I closed my eyes as well, just enjoying the moment of being with my boyfriend.

“I don’t want to ever ever think about you tapping someone else on the shoulder and informing them that you were new. That moment to me was the start of something special and it was just perfect,” Blaine whispered, rubbing his nose against mine.

I reached up to caress his cheek, “Blaine I knew right then that it was the start of something special. It is our moment and no one else’s!”

I leaned in and kissed Blaine; with him responding back.

“Yeah...sorry about interrupting one of your moments but you’re kind of in the way of us getting to practice and I don’t want a gavel thrown at me again.”

Blaine and I pulled apart to find Nick and Jeff grinning at us, “Sorry to break up the smooching lovebirds but you don’t want to be late for Wes.”

I rolled my eyes before groaning at my pain that seared through my head. Blaine looked at me with a found expression on his face, “Babe how many times do you have to be told? Rolling your eyes will cause you pain if you have been punched in the eye!”

I was so tempted to roll my eyes again but had to resist, “Oh I apologise Blaine. It’s extremely hard for me when I’ve developed the perfect sarcastic tone and eye roll.”

“We noticed!” I heard Jeff mutter to Nick and I instantly shot them my deadly glare. The troublesome pair gulped and quickly ran off in the direction of Warbler practice.

Blaine just laughed and kissed my cheek, “Try not to kill Nick and Jeff. They’re good friends of ours. It’d be a shame if they weren’t around.”

I sighed but nodded as if I was admitting defeat. Blaine just laughed again and took my hand in his, before leading us down the corridor. The door to the senior common room was closed, meaning Nick and Jeff had shut it on us. I mentally groaned, knowing what waited for us behind the doors.

Blaine seemed to have the same thought so turned to me and whispered, “Courage.”

My heart melted at that word and I smiled, ready to take on the Warblers with Blaine by my side. We pushed open the doors and, like at dinner the night before, the Warblers were crowded together cheering as we entered.

“It’s Klaine! They’re endgame bitches!” David yelled, whistling at us.

Thad and Trent were chanting something about rainbow love with unicorns.

I turned to Blaine, “I have a feeling this is gonna take a while.”

(break)

A few of the Warblers invited us out for the afternoon but Blaine was anxious to get me home as my Dad had started texting me, asking about my welfare and when I would be home. I was going to introduce Blaine to my family as my boyfriend. I knew Dad would be over the moon as he was a true Klainer; a term David had come up with, saying anyone who shipped Klaine was a Klainer. The whole thing was completely bizarre in my eyes but I wasn’t going to tell them to stop. It made so much to me that there were people in Ohio happy that two guys were together and in love. We said goodbye to the Warblers and promised to text them later. Blaine wrapped his arm around my waist as we walked to the car park; an affectionate act but mainly in his concern that I would fall on my way to his car. He had insisted on carrying both of our bags and had only let me hold my jacket when I refused to back down. Blaine opened the door for me and bowed.

I giggled at his dapperness, “Why thank you kind sir.”

“I’d do anything for you Mr Hummel,” Blaine winked at me, before shutting the door once I was safely inside the car.

I watched as Blaine made his way around the car and got in the driver’s side. He pulled a blank CD out of his bag and put it into the car’s CD player.

Blaine noticed my look of confusion and smiled at me, “I made a ‘Klaine’ playlist on my iTunes last night and I put all the songs on a CD.”

“Oh Blaine,” I felt as if my heart was stuck in my throat. Blaine had told me on Valentine’s Day that he wasn’t good at romance but he was actually perfect.

I leaned across the car and placed a kiss on Blaine’s cheek, “I love it Blaine and I love you.”

Blaine smiled at me before starting the car and putting it into gear, “I love you too Kurt but you haven’t heard the CD yet.”

“I’m sure I’ll love it either way. Especially if it is a ‘Klaine’ CD,” I replied, eagerly waiting for the music to come on.

Blaine hit play and Katy Perry’s voice filled the car. I almost laughed as I knew that song would definitely have to be on the list.

“I heard you humming this song earlier today,” I said to Blaine as we pulled out of Dalton car park.

Blaine let out a slight chuckle, “I had it on constant repeat last night while creating the playlist. It was as if I was celebrating the fact I was finally in a relationship with the boy of my dreams and the boy I love.”

“Blaine there is no way you are a bad romance!” I argued, unable to process that the boy who claimed to suck at romance was completely the opposite.

Blaine shook his head, “Kurt I do suck at romance. I am bad at romance.”

A thought popped into my head and I smirked, wanting to know how Blaine would react, “Well I do love Lady Gaga so I want your bad romance!”

Blaine gaped at me for a few moments before bursting into fits of laughter. I heard a few quiet snorts in mix with his infectious laughter. I had to join in and it was like a moment from a movie where the two lead characters were happy and laughing away. I wanted it to always be like this.

“Oh Kurt baby... I love you so much!” I saw Blaine wipe at his eyes, ensuring there was no tears of laughter left on the rim of his eyes.

I smiled at Blaine’s reaction, “You so set me up for that. It had to be done.”

We sat in silence with our hands entwined as Katy Perry sang about putting your hands on her skin tight jeans and being her Teenage Dream. I found it quite ironic that even though Blaine didn’t know at the time, the lyrics fit me pretty well as I always wore tight jeans and was now his Teenage Dream. The song came to an end and I eagerly waited to see what the next song was. When the opening bars of music started I started laughing. It was ‘Baby its cold outside’. Instant memories of the flirty duet filled my mind as the song continued to play. I could picture the scene as if it was only yesterday. Me being hopefully in love and Blaine just the oblivious boy he had always been asking me to sing with him to help him practice.

“Why are you laughing?” Blaine asked, the obvious confusion in his voice, “Do you not like this song?”

“Oh no honey no!” I was flabbergasted to think that Blaine thought I didn’t like this song. I loved it, “It’s just this song reminds me of a time when I was hopelessly in love with you and you had no idea. I didn’t know whether you’d ever return my love. I always felt like I should have sung the bit about begging you to stay rather than you singing to me. That song just reminded me of how it used to be but now... now I have you.”

Blaine was silent for a few minutes so I turned to look at him, worried I had upset my boyfriend with what I had said. I turned to look at him to find Blaine was gazing at me with so much love in his eyes. I quickly averted my eyes to glance out of the windscreen to see if I would have to yell at Blaine to look at the road. Thankfully we were at a red light so that was why Blaine was able to gaze at me. I squeezed Blaine’s hand as I returned his gaze. I felt so lucky to have this beautiful man as my boyfriend. He was the one for one. Sadly our loving gaze was broken by the green light appearing and Blaine put the car into gear, pressing the gas. Blaine and I sang along to the duet; taking the parts we sang in the senior common room at Christmas. I glanced out of the window to watch the scenery go by as the song came to an end.

“Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire.”

I searched through every memory I had of Blaine and I to try and place this song. I remembered it once coming on in the car the night of the party when Blaine drove us back to mine to get ready. I loved Pink and loved this song but didn’t understand the significant of why it had a place on the ‘Klaine’ CD.

I could see Blaine smiling at my confusion, “I know that we once randomly sung this song before but it is perfect for you. You need to know how brilliant you are and it is my job as your boyfriend to tell you that. I admire you so much Kurt. You are so courageous.”

I could feel my eyes brimming with tears so quickly tried to blink them away.

Blaine’s smile grew, “We have both been through so much because of our sexuality but you continuously remain strong and that aspires me to remain strong. Kurt I love you so much and you need to know how perfectly imperfect you are. Pretty pretty please, don’t you ever ever feel, like you’re less than, less than perfect.”

I couldn’t stop the tears from overflowing after Blaine finished his little speech. It was so beautiful and I had never felt more loved in my life. No one had ever used the word ‘perfect’ before to describe and the man I thought to be perfect had used that word to describe me.

“Kurt?” My tears had obviously concerned Blaine. He reached over to wipe some of them away, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

“I’m not upset Blaine, they’re happy tears. I love you so much,” I told him, trying to get rid of my tears.

I leaned over and placed kiss on Blaine’s cheek, “Thank you. I love you. You’re perfect to me too.”

Blaine smiled at me, although I could see tears in his own eyes, “I love you too my perfectly imperfect boyfriend.”

I leaned back and rested my head against the headrest, letting the feeling of Blaine’s love wash over me. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to listen to the beauty of Blaine’s voice gently singing a song telling me I was perfect.

(break)

My Dad was waiting for us as we pulled onto the Hummel-Hudson driveway. I had texted him ten minutes before we were due to be at the house to let him know our estimated time of arrival. I smiled at the sight of my Dad and waved to him. He grinned at me and waved back, knocking his cap slightly before adjusting it. When Blaine cut the engine, Dad was at my door in a second yanking it open.

He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly against his chest, “Good to see you kiddo!”

“It’s good to see you too Dad,” My voice was muffled against my Dad’s chest.

Dad pulled back and cupped my face with his hands, examining the bruise, “Wow it looks a lot worse than I was the last time I saw it. That may mean it’s healing however. God that boy must have hit you really hard!”

I swatted Dad’s hands away and moved out of his clutches, “Dad stop fussing!”

Dad just laughed before turning to see Blaine sitting next to the car, watching the two Hummel men, hovering in the background as if he didn’t know what to do, “I hope you’re taking care of my boy here.”

“Of course Mr Hummel, I always will,” replied Blaine smiling at me.

Dad jokingly glared at Blaine, “How many times have I told you to call me Burt kid?”

Blaine looked sheepish, “Sorry Mr... Sorry Burt.”

Dad’s eyes twinkled with amusement before pulling Blaine into a hug. Blaine looked surprised but hugged my Dad back with delight evident on his face. I knew he was always happy to be received so well by my family; even when he was just a friend to me.

When Dad pulled away from Blaine, he turned to me and smiled, “Well come in boys.”

“Where are Carole and Finn?” I asked as I watched Blaine retrieve our bags from behind the driver’s seat.

“Carole is working and Finn is with Rachel. I think a few of the New Directions are going to Breadstix for lunch and were wondering whether you two wanted to go. Finn and Rachel said they’d text you.”

I pondered over the possibility, “That sounds nice. I’ll text them about it when we’re inside.”

Dad smiled before he raised an eyebrow at me, “So...?”

I raised an eyebrow back, “So...?”

Dad’s eyes darted to Blaine before coming back to me, “Anything you would like to tell me?”

I actually blushed at the question before glancing at Blaine. I noticed his cheeks had a light red tinge to them; not as noticeable as mine due to his tanned skin and my unfortunate paleness. I knew what I had to do. I walked over to Blaine and took his hand in mine. He looked surprised by my actions but looked please nonetheless. I knew Dad would be happy for us as he was secretly a Klainer himself.

I cleared my throat, “Dad, I’d like you to meet my boyfriend Blaine.”

Blaine held out his hand, “Nice to meet you Sir.”

Dad just stared at us both in disbelief. I knew that he knew we were together but I don’t think he had been prepared for our act. He had wanted us to be embarrassed and for him to be able to make a few jokes. Before I knew it, Dad burst out laughing and pulled both Blaine and I into a hug. We both looked at each other before shrugging and hugging my Dad.

Dad pulled away, wiping his eyes, “God I love you boys! Anyway, Blaine I’ve always been rooting for you two to get together and I’m glad you finally are. Just don’t hurt him and I won’t have to get the shotgun out.”

“Dad!” I cried out as Blaine’s eyes dramatically widened, “Don’t threaten Blaine!”

That just made my Dad laugh more, “Oh Kurt you know I would never hurt Blaine. He’s like a member of the family. But since you two are now dating, your bedroom door must always remain open.”

I went to roll my eyes but Blaine squeezed my hand as if to warn me not to do so. I smiled at him before turning back to Dad, “Seriously!? You said before Blaine was allowed in my room with the door closed as you trusted us.”

Dad frowned at me, “Well that was when you would only watch Disney films and musicals.”

I placed my free hand on Dad’s arm, “Dad... we’ll still be doing that.”

Dad sighed, “Fine, you can close the door. But no funny business!”

Blaine and I both nodded before smiling at one another. Dad motioned for us to follow him into the house so I pulled on Blaine’s hand gently for us to do so. Dad went into the kitchen while Blaine and I settled ourselves on the sofa. I pulled out my phone to see a text from Rachel.

From Rachel 12:32
Hey Kurt :) I’m so happy about you and Blaine. I was wondering if you two wanted to go to Breadstix at half 1 with Finn, Puck, Sam and Santana. Please please come! I’ve missed my best gay! Rachel xxx

I looked at the list of names Rachel had said and was extremely surprised to see Santana’s name and not Brittany’s. She was probably with Artie anyway. I was surprised Santana and Rachel had both agreed to have lunch together.

From Kurt 1:10
Hey Rach :) I’ve missed you too, even though I did see you Thursday night but I was kind of out of it. Yeah sure we would love that. The group of people is so random. Care to elaborate? Kurt xxx

I pressed send and turned to Blaine, “You’re happy about going to Breadstix right?”

Blaine smiled and leaned in to kiss me for a second before pulling away, “I get to spend time with my boyfriend. Of course I’m happy!”

I laughed at his words, “You’re such a sap. I love you.”

“I love you,” Blaine said as he pulled me close.

My phone buzzed and I picked it up to read Rachel’s reply.

From Rachel 1:12
I know you’re hinting at the fact Santana is going. She is Sam’s girlfriend and she wanted to see you. Finn, Puck and Sam are all friends and all love you so wanted to see you. I’m with Finn and Santana is with Sam. We did text other people but they are busy. They all hope to see you soon anyway. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes. Rachel xxx

“This is going to be an interesting lunch,” I told Blaine as I slipped my phone into my pocket.

“Shall we go now? Or do you want to change before, even though we don’t really have time?” Blaine asked, smiling fondly at me.

I laughed at his words, loving how well Blaine knew me, “I’m actually okay. I’ll just run to the bathroom quickly and I promise I’ll be five minutes. I just want to freshen up and go to the toilet.”

Blaine smiled at me, “Okay my love, I’ll be right here.”

I leaned in and kissed Blaine softly. I felt him respond before I pulled away. I smiled at him before running up the stairs to the bathroom. I knew I was on a time limit so hurried as best as I could while freshening up and using the toilet. Four minutes and thirty seconds later I was back downstairs and ready to go. Blaine smiled at me and jumped up, holding out his hand. I immediately took it and smiled at him.

“We’re off now Dad! See you later!” I called out as we headed to the front door.

“Okay boys, have fun! See you later!” Dad yelled back as we left the house, shutting the door behind us.

Blaine led us to his car and of course opened the door for me. Once I was inside, he quickly made his way to the driver’s side and got in.

“Babe you don’t need to do that for me every time you’re driving a car,” I told him, hoping I was hurting his feelings.

“I like doing that for you,” Blaine said as if it was obvious, “You deserve the best in life and I intend to give that to you!”

I just stared at Blaine as he began driving to Breadstix. No one had ever said that to me before. Blaine switched on the radio and the car was filled with ‘Drive By’ by Train. I smiled as it reminded me of ‘Hey Soul Sister’ when I was at Sectionals with the Warblers.

Blaine noticed I was staring at him, “What? Do I have something on my face?”

I shook my head, “No. You’re perfect Blaine Anderson.”

Blaine blushed at my words, “And you’re perfect Kurt Hummel.”

We arrived at Breadstix and Blaine parked the car. I waited in the car for Blaine to come and open my door, after Blaine admitted he liked doing it for me. Blaine opened the door for me and held out his hand. I accepted it and after I had got out of the car, I kissed Blaine on the cheek to thank him. We walked into Breadstix hand in hand; despite the fact we knew Ohio wasn’t the most accepting place. I felt that when I was with Blaine, no one could hurt me.

“Kurt! Blaine! Over here!”

I looked over to see Rachel waving to us from a booth. Blaine and I made our way over to our friends, smiling at Sandy the waitress on the way. I slid in next to Rachel and Blaine slid in after me. Rachel hugged me before waving at Blaine. I glanced around the table to see Finn, Puck, Sam and Santana all grinning at Blaine and I. I knew they were all happy that we were together.

Puck held out his fist and I fist bumped him back, “Klaine were always my one true pairing; despite the fact Kurtin was happening!”

I had no idea what he was on about, “What are you talking about Noah?”

Santana just laughed, “Puck here is the biggest Klaine shipper you can find. I’m pretty sure I saw him cry when you two kissed at Berry’s party; plus when you got together on Facebook he did a little dance before crying.”

Puck glared at her, “I did not! I just love Klaine!”

I glanced at Blaine and was relieved to see he looked as confused as I felt, “You ship us?”

Puck nodded before sighing, “I don’t want to get into it. I just ship Klaine the most.”

I shared a worried look with Blaine but decided to move on. Thankfully Sandy came over to take our order now the whole party had arrived. I just ordered a simple pasta dish as I wasn’t too hungry. The food didn’t take long at all to come and we all dug into our meals. The seven of us started talking about what had happened between Blaine and I; with Rachel adding comparisons to her and Finn, which made Santana give her several death glares.

“...And we waited five minutes before re-checking Facebook to see your reactions and...” Blaine was saying.

“How very sweet.”

My heart stopped at the sound of the voice. I sharply turned my head to find Martin standing in Breadstix next to our booth. Would this boy not leave me alone!? All my friends and Blaine had turned their heads and were now glaring at him. Santana was half raised out of her seat and all the boys were clenching their fists. Blaine had twisted his body to face Martin but was holding me against his back.

Martin looked me in the eyes, “Kurt I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hit you. I hate that I’ve hurt you.”

“Don’t you dare talk to him!” Santana yelled as she stood up, knocking the table slightly, “I will go all Lima Heights on your ass unless you back away now. You’ve already hurt my boy Hummel once and you will never do so again!”

Puck was now standing up next to Santana glaring at Martin, “I suggest you leave now before your face is smashed up. The only reason I haven’t attacked you is because Kurt told us not to.”

Martin looked at me again, “Really Kurt? You don’t want me hurt.”

“I don’t condone violence,” I replied with no emotion, “And I don’t see why they should sink to your level.”

Martin frowned for a second before turning his gaze to Blaine, “So you’re dating him now huh Kurt? You finally got with your Warbler friend? I was so much better for you.”

“Blaine is better for him! He didn’t hit him and he has a good singing voice,” Rachel argued, trying to help.

Martin just snorted, “How does it feel Blaine to know that Kurt was with before you. He chose me over you. He knew that you were heartbroken that we were dating but he continued to date me. He obviously doesn’t care about your feelings...”

“Blaine, don’t listen to him!” I interrupted, immediately working out what Martin was doing, “I love you.”

Martin glared at me before turning back to Blaine, “Even if he does love you, just remember...,” Martin leaned in closer to Blaine, who was breathing heavily, “I was there first. You’re just having my sloppy seconds!”

With those words hell broke loose. Santana lunged at Martin but Finn grabbed her and held her back, shouting at Martin himself. Rachel was ranting at him too and Puck was trying to hit Martin from behind the table. I only had eyes for Blaine. He was still sitting down staring at Martin.

“What did you say?” Blaine asked; his voice dangerously quiet.

Martin laughed, “I said you’re just having my sloppy seconds...”

With those words, Blaine launched himself out of the booth and grabbed Martin’s shirt, holding him so they were nose to nose. I had never seen Blaine look so angry. He was worse than he had been on the night of the party.

His eyes were completely black; with no hint of the hazel I loved at all, “How dare you insult my boyfriend you bastard!? Kurt is not some sloppy seconds!”

Martin simply smirked at him and with that, Blaine brought his fist back and slammed it into Martin’s face, causing the latter to cry out in latter and pain.

Blaine grabbed at his shirt again, “Not smirking now are you!? Looks like you’ll be having a black eye like Kurt, after you hurt him! I want you to stay after from Kurt. You’re a vile human being who doesn’t deserve to be in the presence of someone amazing as Kurt!”

“Why should I listen to you hobbit...” Martin started but Blaine once again brought his fist back and punched Martin in the face, hitting his cheek and mouth.

I was snapped out of my daze and jumped up, “Blaine, please snap out of it! He’s not worth it! You’re better than this! Just leave him be!”

I reached and pulled one of Blaine’s hands of Martin’s shirt. Blaine’s eyes shot to mine and I squeezed his hand to let him know it was okay. Blaine’s other hand let go of Martin and I watched as my ex boyfriend dropped to the floor. I turned my attention back to Blaine and opened my arms. Immediately, Blaine dived into them and buried his face in my neck. I held him to me, while running one hand through his curls.

“I love you Blaine,” I whispered in his ear, “Don’t let that arsehole degrade our feelings for one another.”

“I love you too Kurt. And I’m sorry. I went against what you said about not going after him,” Blaine mumbled into my neck as I stroked his hair.

“That’s okay baby. I didn’t want you to go after him but he provoked it. He had it coming. Thank you for being my hero,” I said, kissing Blaine’s forehead.

Blaine kissed my neck in response, “I’ll always be your hero.”

I continued to hold Blaine as I watched Puck and Santana make their way over to Martin. Finn was holding Rachel in the booth, trying to calm her down.

Santana towered over Martin, “If he ever bother my sweet boy Hummel again, I will go all Lima Heights on your ass. And do you know what happens in Lima Heights... bad things! Now I suggest you get out of here before I crush your testicles, you can pick which one. I’m that generous. Now go!”

Martin stumbled to his feet and turned to leave but suddenly Puck slammed his fist into Martin’s stomach, winding the boy completely.

Martin whimpered as Puck grabbed his shirt, “You think I was going to let Blaine have all the fun? You better listen to Santana and Blaine otherwise I’ll be right behind Santana in the queue to destroy you. Got that Granger?”

Martin nodded as Puck released him. He turned and stumbled to the restaurant’s exit, gasping for breath. Santana and Puck turned to high five each other before sitting down in the booth. I pulled Blaine’s head away from my neck to place a chaste kiss on his lips.

“Cheesecake?” Blaine asked, knowing it was my comfort food.

I smiled at him, “I think we need one or two each!”

Blaine kissed me one more time before the two of us sat down in the booth, trying to process what had just happened and being grateful that Martin was out of our lives and our relationship could move forward.