Except that Blaine kept invading his personal space. Everywhere he’d turn, Blaine would somehow have him up against a wall or a locker. He would never touch Kurt though, just be close enough to make his presence known.

Finally, one day when Kurt closed his locker and found Blaine on the other side, he lost it. Kurt grabbed Blaine’s hands and pushed him into the lockers, pinning him there.

“Blaine, I understand you want me, and that is perfectly acceptable.” Kurt said as he brought his lips to Blaine’s ear. “But if you ever stand a chance of getting into my pants, the stalker shit needs to stop.” He pressed a gentle kiss to the spot just below Blaine’s ear, and then pulled away.

“Kurt!” Blaine said, looking a mix of confused and aroused. “You can’t just fuck with me like that.”

Kurt rolled his eyes. “And you aren’t supposed to follow me around like a lost puppy, but that doesn’t stop you, does it?”

Blaine seemed lost for words so Kurt continued.

“So help your life Blaine, if you interfere with me and Cameron. I don’t know what’s going on between us yet, but I do know that he’s not just going to use me for sex like you want to do. He’s at least respectable.” Kurt finished his rant and was already walking away when Blaine finally spoke.

“That’s rich, coming from you. The guy who sold out teenage guys using the words sex and respect in the same sentence.”

Kurt froze and turned around slowly. “What did you just say?” He breathed through clenched teeth.

Blaine shrugged. “You heard me, Hummel. The rest of us have done some pretty shitty things, but at least what we did won’t turn anyone into a psycho or make them require therapy.”

Kurt dropped his bag to the floor, and with a few steps he was slamming Blaine into the lockers. “Fuck you Anderson!” He spat angrily, slapping him hard across the face.

Blaine wasn’t having any of it and he shoved Kurt away. “What you can fucking dish it out, but you can’t take it in? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Kurt charged at Blaine again, fire in his eyes. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

The shorter boy raised his leg, effectively kneeing Kurt in the stomach.

Kurt doubled over momentarily before flying at Blaine, tackling him so they both landed on the floor.

Blaine raised his hands to protect his face as Kurt punched him with everything he had. “Fuck you, Anderson!” He screamed as Blaine landed a jab to his cheek.

The noise as enough that other boys had begun to fill the hallway from other rooms.

Jeff was the first to notice. “For fuck sakes, Blaine.” He cursed under his breath, signalling Beat to follow him into the middle of what was now a circle of boys.

Kurt’s arms were hitting every inch of Blaine that he could get in contact with you. “You stupid, arrogant asshole.”

Blaine settled with slamming his knees into Kurt’s back, and aiming for his stomach when he got a free hand. “Yeah because you’re just fucking innocent in all this, aren’t you?”

Jeff and Beat were sharing glances when Cameron finally broke through the crowd that had gathered.

“What the hell is-.” He stopped talking as his eyes landed on the two boys in the middle.

Without thinking twice, Cameron moved quickly, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s waist and pulling him back hard.

“Let me the fuck go. I’m not done beating that fucked up little hobbit senseless.” Kurt yelled, trying to get free of Cameron’s grasp.

Cameron grabbed Kurt’s arms and pinned them to his own chest. “Kurt, breathe. It’s done. Blaine’s just a douche and he’s not worth going to solitary for.”

At the word solitary, Kurt took a deep breath, relaxing in Cameron’s arms. He tugged one of his arms free, bringing a hand to his lip. “Great, I’m fucking bleeding.” Kurt looked up at Blaine who was straightening out his blazer and nursing a bleeding nose. “This isn’t over, Anderson.”

Blaine shook his head. “Yeah, it is Hummel. Like Cam said, this isn’t worth going to fucking solitary for.” He paused to dab at his nose. “Stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours.” He replied calmly before he walked away with the Warblers following close behind.

As the crowd of boys began to dissipate, Cameron finally released Kurt. ‘So uh, you going to tell me what started all that?” He asked as they walked towards the bathroom.

“Blaine being a jerk.” Kurt answered sourly, pushing open the bathroom door and walking over to the sink.

Cameron followed closely behind him. “He obviously said something that pissed you off enough to attack him. Tell me, Kurt.”

Kurt sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror. “Cameron, do you want to have sex with me?” He asked bluntly, turning his body to face the other boy.

Cameron’s eyes widened slightly. “I… Uh…” He stuttered over his words.

Kurt cleared his throat. “We got into that fight, because I told Blaine that unlike him, you weren’t just after me for the sex, and that you had respect.” He looked down at the floor. “He said that I was a pimp and shouldn’t be using sex and respect in the same sentence. That I was the reason the boys who worked for me would need therapy.” He took a deep breath, still staring at the floor.

Cameron appeared to be thinking hard before walking over to Kurt and closing the gap between them.

“Kurt, those boys came to you for a reason. Whether it be because they needed money, or they had personal issues, it doesn’t matter. It’s not your fault what they do in the future, because you didn’t force them to work for you.” Cameron spoke honestly, and Kurt smiled through his frustration.

Cameron reached over, grabbing some paper towel and running it underneath warm water. “Blaine got you pretty good.” He said quietly, tilting Kurt’s head with his fingers.

The boy’s eyes met as Cameron pressed gently on Kurt’s lip, removing the blood that had accrued and since dried.

Kurt watched as Cameron swallowed hard before he dropped his hands back down.

“There. All clean.” Cameron said smiling.

Kurt looked down for a moment before looking back up. “Hey, Cameron?”

“Yeah, Kurt?”

“I’m going to kiss you now.”

Kurt leaned forward, pressing his lips against Cameron’s unsurely.

It took a moment for Cameron to react. He wrapped an arm around Kurt’s waist, pulling the other boy against his body.

Feeling more confident about his actions, Kurt brought his hands to the back of Cameron’s neck. Without really noticing he slid his tongue against Cameron’s lips asking for entrance.

The other boy opened his mouth and instantly it became a battle of dominance.

Only when Cameron’s hands began to drift downwards did Kurt pull away. “I’m a virgin.” He blurted before he could stop himself. “Like you know, I’ve done the whole hand job and blow job thing, but I’ve never actually gone all the way.”

“Oh, um, is that supposed to bother me or something? You were right when you told Blaine that I wasn’t just trying to get in your pants. Because I’m not.”

Kurt nodded as Cameron spoke. “I knew that. So I guess what my question is… what exactly are we Cam? I’ve been wondering…” He let the sentence trail off.

Cameron eyed the suddenly very vulnerable boy in front of him. He took Kurt’s hands, pulling him closer. “What do you want us to be?” Cameron whispered in his ear.

Kurt felt his knees go weak. The way Cameron had just said that, needed to be outlawed immediately. Blood was flowing in all the wrong directions and Kurt had to take a few deep breaths to calm down.

When Kurt remained silent, Cameron spoke again. “Do you want to be my boyfriend, Kurt?”

“Yes.” Kurt replied without hesitation. He felt Cameron smile into his cheek and he turned his head slightly to kiss him gently on the lips.

Cameron pressed their foreheads together, exhaling slowly. ‘So I guess we’re a couple now.”

“I guess we are.” Kurt smiled.

They stayed like that for a moment before Kurt pulled away. “We have to go. Curfew.” He said softly.

“Can’t you just room with me? I’ll kick Wes out and you can move in.”

Kurt rolled his eyes, the smile not leaving his face. “Please let me know how that goes over with the Headmistress.”

As they exited the bathroom, Cameron grabbed Kurt’s hand. “If Blaine tries anything with you, come get me, okay?”

“I’m almost positive you have nothing to worry about.”

—-

Kurt arrived back at his dorm, signing as he turned the handle on the door. He didn’t want to deal with Blaine. His body ached and he was exhausted.

He pushed the door open, and his eyes narrowed instantly when he saw Blaine sitting on his bed.

Kurt walked over quickly. “I think you may be lost again Anderson.” He said softly, opening his closet and taking out his pyjamas.

“No, I wanted to apologise.”

“For what? Insulting me, or hitting me? Because both of those were pretty classy.” Kurt replied.

Blaine looked shocked. “You attacked me, Kurt Hummel. While what I said was wrong, you put your hands on me first.”

Kurt stayed silent as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“What I said was out of line, and I recognize that. I’m honestly sorry.” Blaine paused. “The way you just assumed I wanted to use you for sex, it really pissed me off.”

Kurt spun around; clearly forgetting his shirt was undone. “When did you ever once bother to correct me, Blaine? In the past two weeks, the only vibe I’ve been getting from is how badly you want to fuck me into a mattress.”

Blaine’s mouth had fallen open, and it took Kurt a moment to realise why. He pulled his shirt tightly around his waist, but Blaine pulled his wrists down.

“Blaine what are you…”

“You’re beautiful Kurt. That’s why I’ve been chasing after you. Of course I want to have sex with you; I think every gay guy in this school does.” Blaine stood up slowly, bringing a hand to Kurt’s bare chest and sliding it down his stomach. Kurt shivered as Blaine pulled his hand away.

Blaine looked into Kurt’s eyes. “I want to get to know you better, Kurt. Both emotionally and physically. I know I have a shitty reputation, but give me the chance to show you that there is more to me than the speculation.”

Kurt could feel his heart rate increase as Blaine placed his hands on his hips and began to lean forward. It took everything he had to bring a hand to Blaine’s chest, stopping his movement.

“I can’t, Blaine.” Kurt exhaled hard. Apparently he’d been holding his breath.

“Give me a chance, Kurt.” Blaine answered, trying to move forward again, but Kurt held him off.

“I’m with Cameron, Blaine.” He said it firmly, as if trying to convince himself. Which he kind of was, the idea of being someone’s boyfriend was still new.

Blaine stepped away, dropping his hands. “With Cameron?”

Kurt pulled his shirt back around his body. “As in Cameron is my boyfriend.”

“Oh.” Blaine said softly, realisation washing over him. “Oh, okay. Well shit. I’m sorry.”

Kurt shifted on his feet. “It’s okay. You didn’t know. Now you do.” He replied. “I’d still like to be your friend though. We never really got around to that part.”

Blaine brought a hand to the back of his neck, eyes averted to the floor. “Yeah. So uh, can we start over or something? Because this whole thing has been pretty shitty.”

Kurt laughed lightly. “I’m Kurt Hummel.” He held out his hand.

Blaine smiled for a moment before grasping it. “I’m Blaine. Blaine Anderson. Nice to meet you, and welcome to Dalton.” He released Kurt’s hand and began his climb to the top bunk before he stopped and looked back at Kurt. “Hey, question. Can you sing?”

Kurt pulled his shirt over his head before looking up at Blaine. “Yeah, I was in my old schools Glee Club. Why?”

Blaine smiled. “I have a proposition for you.”