Kurt loved waking up next to Blaine after a night of playtime. Blaine was always warm and pliant and he spent most of the night curled up against Kurt's chest, which caused Kurt to wake up to a warm ball of curls. He loved it.

Kurt let his sleep filled eyes open slightly to stare at Blaine. Below the sleep mussed curls Blaine's long eyelashes lay flush against his cheeks. Kurt let his eyes roam to his sub perfectly pink parted lips. His heart swelled, how did he get such a beautiful sub. As Kurt admired his sleeping sub a loud knock sounded through their townhouse.

Kurt sat up a bit causing Blaine to stir. Kurt looked at the clock, it was barely 10 am, not quite as early as he thought but still a bit early for anyone to be knocking at their door.

Kurt groaned as he pulled himself away from the warmth of Blaine's body. Whoever was knocking kept at it as Kurt shuffled towards the door.

"I'm coming!" Kurt yelled.

He opened the door with a huff to find Rachel standing on his stoop.

"Rachel, what the hell are you doing here?"

"You need to turn on your TV." She said, bustling into the townhouse.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Kurt asked as he ran into the living room after Rachel.

Rachel didn't answer, instead she reached for the remote and turned on the local news channel. Kurt started to ask her again but she shushed him and pointed at the screen.

Kurt sat down on the couch with a huff and looked at the TV.

His heart stopped when he saw the top story scrolling on the bottom of the screen.

President Jordan to take full control of government at 2pm EST today.

Kurt was speechless as the report switched back over from the weather to the main news desk.

"Good morning New York, I am Haley Smight and if you are just joining us we have a very important top story."

As the anchor introduced herself Blaine shuffled into the living room rubbing the sleep away from his eyes.

"Was'going on?" Blaine mumbled.

Both Kurt and Rachel shushed him and pointed at the screen. Blaine turned just as the reporter finished her greeting.

"In an unprecedented turn of events President Jordan will take office as well as full control of the government at 2pm today. This news comes just weeks after Jordan's plans for legislation change came under scrutiny. Jordan's inauguration was originally set for October."

"It's September." Blaine said dumbly.

Kurt stood up from the couch to wrap his arms around his sub.

Blaine sunk back into Kurt's chest.

After minutes of silence Rachel cleared her throat. "I'm really sorry for barging in on you two. I was just in the neighborhood and I got the news on my phone."

"It's fine Rachel, if you hadn't knocked we wouldn't have woken up." Kurt reassured.

"I just knew you two were involved in all this, I had planned to speak against Jordan on opening night to the press but no one expected things to happen so quickly and opening night isn't till next week..." Rachel babbled on as Kurt carded his hands through Blaine's loose curls.

"It's September..." Blaine mutter weakly, as if he couldn't get past that glaring realization.

"Oh Blaine!" Rachel cried as she rushed over to where Kurt was coddling him. "Here I am talking about speaking out and you are the one really being affected by it."

Kurt gripped Blaine tighter as Rachel pulled him into an awkward hug. He knew Rachel's heart was in the right place but she never had a sub like Blaine. The only long term relationship she ever had was with Quinn Fabray, who was a switch, so Rachel never learned how to deal with submissives and their needs. Rachel ran a nervous hand down Blaine's check before looking up at Kurt.

"I am really sorry for barging in." She said again.

"It's fine Rachel. Why don't I make you some tea?" Kurt said making a move towards the kitchen.

Blaine whimpered at the loss of contact with his Dom but Kurt shot him a look and he quieted.

Breakfast was spent with Rachel chattering on about her show and other trivial things. Kurt nodded and commented on cue but Blaine sat numbly next to his Dom willing the brunette to leave.

Finally after what seemed like hours Rachel's phone blared a shrill version of Don't Rain on my Parade.

"Oh!" She said reaching into her purse. "It's my director. He needs me at the theater. I am sorry to rush out on you!"

"It's fine Rachel." Kurt reassured as he walked with Rachel towards the door.

"I will stop by later this week, I have tickets for you and Blaine for opening night!" She said with a kiss to Kurt's check.

"Sounds good, thank you Rachel." Kurt smiled.

Rachel waved again before rushing out the door.

Kurt let out a long breath and let his shoulders slump for just a moment before straightening again to walk back into the kitchen.

"Blaine?" He called as he rounded the corner.

The sub sat still in the wooden chair. Kurt could tell his breathing was shallow and his body tense.

"Baby?" Kurt asked before stepping closer.

"Sir?" Blaine looked up with red-rimmed eyes.

"Come here Blaine." Kurt opened his arms allowing his sub to rush towards him and fall against his chest.

Blaine raspy sobs made Kurt's heart shatter. The worst had come true. Months of protests, hope for change, and prayers that this would all go away fell on the floor with Blaine's tears.

"I...I...don't know what to do Sir." Blaine hiccupped.

Kurt pulled Blaine closer and ran his hands down his back. "Don't worry baby. I will take care of it. It'll all be ok." Kurt soothed.

Blaine nodded against Kurt's chest.

Kurt rested his chin on top of his sub's head. He held back his own tears as he hoped that his promise to keep his sub safe and ok didn't end up being a lie.