Blaine never hung around after school anymore.  He didn't join any study groups or hang out in the library unless he needed to grab some books for research purposes.  He cancelled his university gym pass since he only ever went to the gym at his apartment now, and didn't talk much with other students.  He just wanted to get home.

At home he had Kurt.  

It didn't mean he didn't study.  In fact, he and Kurt would often have dedicated study time together even though they weren't in the same classes.  He still went to the gym too, it was just the one that Kurt also happened to go to.  His life had become the man with pink hair that he used to pass by, and Blaine had never been happier.

Kurt would hold him, Kurt would cuddle him, Kurt would kiss him.  He was always there for Blaine, always listening, always grinning his way, always marking his heart.

Yes Blaine was in love with Kurt, though he didn't know if he should bother expressing it openly because he had a feeling that might just weird out Kurt, even if he did feel the same way.  

In fact, Blaine was pretty sure Kurt felt the same way.  Stripping down in front of Blaine had to have been a big deal for Kurt who kept himself hidden away in his layers.  He knew it would have taken a lot of trust and then some to do, and now that that bridge had been crossed, it had paved the way for even more intimacy between them.

For example, on a few occasions Kurt had woken him with a blowjob, and if Blaine thought snuggling with Kurt was the best way to wake up before, it was quickly surpassed by waking up to that.  

Blaine was still trying to get as masterful as Kurt was at that particular skill.  Kurt's tongue and lips and ability to suck in just the right way would make Blaine orgasm so quickly even when he was trying to hold off so he could enjoy it for as long as possible.  Blaine meanwhile took awhile longer when he was working on Kurt, still learning just what would send Kurt over the edge.  Sometimes he took so long his jaw would hurt, but Kurt was nothing short of forgiving and would help him out on those occasions, directing Blaine on just what he needed.

Aside from blowjobs and a few handjobs though, they hadn't gone any further - unless of course Kurt's sudden and frank discussion about protection was considered moving ahead.

“You're clean though right?  I mean… you had that one infection last year but they used antibiotics and said you were clear and you haven't been with anyone else and…”  Blaine babbled when Kurt had asserted that condoms would be a necessity - even for blowjobs in the future despite that first time in the bedroom when Kurt had revealed himself.

Kurt had sighed and rolled his eyes as if Blaine was completely naive in what he was saying… and who was Blaine kidding?  He was naive when it came to all this.

“Some things can take awhile to show themselves Blaine… and I don't want to ever be the cause of something like that for you.  We're using condoms.  End of story.”

Blaine nodded and had thought that would be the end of the discussion until Kurt tacked on a bit more.  

“And when you're buying them, don't bother getting anything fancy.  Honestly.  Glow-in-the-dark, ribbed, whatever… just… get the normal kind.  And grab some lube too.  Again - nothing fancy.”

Blaine had blushed at that, though was glad Kurt made a point of saying it.  He could see himself doing something stupid like getting every possible type of condom available just because he wouldn't have known if Kurt had wanted anything in particular.  And lube… well…

That opened up a realm of new possibilities for them.

Wes was showing up at their place regularly again, though was bitterly grumpy each time he arrived.  Rachel was apparently driving him crazy but despite their suggestions that he end it he had refused each time.  He loved her, he insisted, and wanted to make it work despite her high maintenance demands and requirements.

“The sex has got to be epic.”  Kurt had said.  “I don't see how anyone could put up with someone like her unless there was that.”

Blaine groaned at that.  It was bad enough that his sister and best friend were dating, but he didn't want to think about them having sex.  That was just… well that was something beyond what he wanted to consider.

Today though, Blaine was rushing home early.  He needed to skip his afternoon classes, but had some other students grabbing notes for him.  It wasn't because he was that desperate to see Kurt, even though he was happy to get to be getting back to him earlier than usual.

No.  Today they were meeting the lawyer in charge of trying the case against Sebastian.

The case hadn't been going anywhere, but now all the appeal processes had been exhausted and they could only move forward.  Sebastian would get what was coming to him and Kurt would see that there was some justice in the world.

The music was up loud when Blaine stepped in, and he watched in amusement as Kurt danced as he pushed the vacuum along the floor and sang along.  Blaine so rarely got to see this side of Kurt - completely uninhibited.  Only in rare moments where he caught Kurt playing the piano in the music room or when he was moving along to an aerobic workout on TV did he see Kurt move so fluidly, swaying his perfect hips in sync with the beat, shoulders rolling to accentuate the movements.  He could be quite the dancer if he was willing to ever go onstage.

The remote was grabbed and the music muted though once Kurt caught sight of Blaine.  He also shut off the vacuum before coming over and immediately wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist and letting his head fall onto a shoulder with a sigh.

“Hey… hey…. what's up?  I thought Wes would be here to drive us already.”

“Meeting's cancelled… sorry.. I might have chucked my phone across the room when I heard and wasn't able to tell you.”

Blaine arched an eyebrow and let his messenger bag drop to the ground so he could embrace Kurt.  “Why?”

“Sebastian fled to France and the charges aren't hefty enough to bother with an extradition process.”

Blaine's heart cracked and tightened his grasp around Kurt just a bit.  That asshole.  How dare he run away like a coward…

“Blaine… don't worry about it… I mean… I was mad when I heard but it's nothing I didn't expect in the end.”

“He shouldn't get away with it!  How can they let him get away with it?!  WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Blaine snapped his jaw shut then and Kurt lifted his head and looked at him with wide eyes.  As much as Kurt swore, Blaine had never let himself do it - until now anyhow.

“Sorry.. sorry… I just don't get it.”  Blaine shook his head and sighed.  “I'm sorry Kurt… it's not right…”

Kurt shrugged and went to grab the vacuum by the handle again.  “I don't have the power to influence the courts Blaine.  Justice is only there for those that have power.  The rich win over the poor, the strong over the weak, and in my case, a john has more power than a whore.”

“You're not that…”  Blaine tensed, watching as Kurt turned the vacuum again and continued rolling it back and forth over the carpet, which already looked quite clean.

“I'd appreciate it if you could grab me a fresh pack of cigarettes Blaine… I smoked them all up in anticipation of the meeting and now I've got fuck all.”

Blaine sighed and let his shoulders slump on either side of his body.  “Sure…”

Kurt looked back towards him. “Really Blaine… don't worry about it.  I'm not.”

“I want the world to be good for you though.” Blaine admitted, looking at those beautiful blue eyes.  God he just wanted to get lost in them right now.  Just go and swim into them and not look back.

Again the vacuum was shut off and Kurt leaned against the back of the couch with a sigh.  “The world isn't good for anyone Blaine.  It's not good for women, it's not good for ethnic minorities, it's not good for those that don't have money, and it's not good for gays… why the hell should it be good for a gay, effeminate, crackwhore?”

It hurt Blaine, felt like his heart was cracking, when Kurt talked about himself that way.  Most of the time, Kurt was so assured, so focused and brilliant, and then there was these moments, when he talked about himself in such a matter-of-fact manner that depreciated himself.

Didn't he understand that Blaine thought the world of him?  That when Kurt diminished his own value he inadvertently diminished Blaine's?

“You deserve only the best Kurt.”  Blaine reaffirmed, though he didn't know how convincing he looked with eyes that were on the verge of watering and such a slouched demeanour.

“What a person might deserve and what they get are two very different things Blaine.  I'm pretty sure all those Jews that Hitler gassed deserved a lot better too… or the Tutsi that were chopped apart with machete's in the Rwandan genocide… or any of the other thousands of incidents in history where innocent and good people were hurt by those with power and hate.  Really, I'm happy to be alive and with you and getting better and in school.  That's a lot more than a lot of people get and I am happy to take it.  Having Sebastian run off is not the worst thing in the world.  Not by a long shot.”

Kurt always made it seem so easy to reduce his own problems to nothing, and when put into words like that, Blaine could almost understand where he was coming from.  It didn't make him any less sad though for his boyfriend.  It would have been nice for Kurt to see justice done at least once in his lifetime, if only to confirm that there was some hope for the universe.

“Well… can we cuddle at least?  You might be okay with all of it… but us spoiled trust fund brats had higher hopes that have now been crushed.”

Kurt chuckled at that and nodded, walking to Blaine to take him by the hand and lead him to their room.  Blaine really did need a reassuring snuggle.  It was that or hit the gym until the anger boiling up in his stomach was too worn out to act on.

“We should go to Connecticut when school is out.”  Kurt said, adeptly changing the topic as soon as Blaine had stripped down to his boxers and crawled into the bed.

“We could do that…”  Blaine mused, watching Kurt shrug off his hoodie before climbing in beside Blaine.

“Your mom says there's an eclectic shop there I might appreciate, and a farmer's market too.  I haven't been to a farmer's market in years and from what I remember, they smell really good.”

Blaine chuckled and drew the blanket up over them.  “You want to go just because of the way they smell?”

He felt Kurt's shoulder shrug against him.  “I want to go because I can there.”

“Kurt… when we're done school, let's just move somewhere you feel safe… in fact… why don't we go somewhere else completely for school next year so you don't have to wait.”

Blaine felt Kurt's breath hitch against his skin, and Kurt's arm around his waist tighten, “But what about… your friends… work… scholarships…?”

“I just want to be with you Kurt.  I have friends all over the country, and I can get work anywhere… hell, I don't even know what I'm in school for so I'm pretty sure I can continue on with that anywhere.  And your scholarships….”  He smiled to himself.  Kurt had gotten two letters already confirming he would be getting a couple monetary awards for his schoolwork.  “... both of those follow you wherever you go, and if you get more we'll see.  My mom and dad don't care where I go to school so long as I get a degree and would probably be happy to unload this apartment because I know it isn't cheap… and apartments anywhere else would be so much more reasonably priced.”

Kurt was still tense in his arms, and Blaine worried that he was assuming too much, saying too much, suggesting too much.  It was out now though and he couldn't take it back.

“I… I guess I need to think about that Blaine.”

Blaine nodded, leaning down to kiss the top of Kurt's head.  “Just a thought.”

“A big one.”

“Yeah.”