Kurt moved sluggishly as he went to make his third cup of coffee of the morning. He could feel eyes watching him. He knew that after there conversation the night before Burt was noticing that he was tired and worrying about the causes of it. Of course he didn't know that Kurt had been having strange and vivid dreams for a week and had been getting slowly tireder everyday, no,he would put it down to Kurt worrying about bullies instead.

"Dude you're going to pee like a horse."

"Thanks for that charming comment Finn." Kurt sighed.

"Your welcome."

"Kurt, why don't you hitch a ride with me today. You seem pretty tired."

"You'll be late for work Dad."

"I'll call Danny to open up, being the boss has to have a few perks."

Kurt sighed, he was too tired to he didn't have some kind of father son talk planned because Kurt really wasn't in the mood for one of those. Especially since he had seen some leaflets in his Dad's desk draw 'boys who like boys' 'common STI's for gay men', the most disturbing one for Kurt was simply entitled 'oral sex'. Either his Dad was keeping some bog secrets or he was planning on giving Kurt the talk. If only he hadn't complained about how the schools sex ed classes were only for heterosexual kids.

"Kurt Hummel! KURT HUMMEL!"

Kurt looked up from his text book, was somebody saying his name? Mrs. Jordan's annoyed expression told him that he definitely had.

"Yes?" Kurt said trying to straighten his back and look like he was paying attention.

" I asked you a question?"

"I'm sorry I didn't hear?"

"What was the date that the Nazi party first came into power?"

"Um.. I'm sorry I don't know that one."

Mrs. Jordan slammed her hand against the board, in big letter there was written 'Events Leading up to world war II. 1933 timeline."

Kurt looked ahead and saw Karofsky turning around in his seat and laughing at him.

Kurt took a deep breath.

"If I had to guess I would say 1933."

Kurt, loved his brother, he really did. But he had heard so many romantic duets between him and Rachel (were they even together at the moment?) that they started running into each other. Kurt felt his eyes starting to droop.

"Kurt, Kurt."

Kurt opened his eyes, when had he closed them?

Mr. Shue was stood in front of him and he saw Tina and Sam leaning in from either side of him.

"Are you alright?" Shue asked.

"Go home Kurt." Mike said.

"Can you give him a lift Finn?"

"Yeah, definitely." Finn answered.

"Go lie down in the nurses room." Shue said putting his hand on Kurt's arm.

Kurt could not believe that he had fallen asleep in glee club.

He was so embarrassed.

Kurt kind of knew what was going to happen before he walked through the door. He hoped he could hide behind Finn but his dad was there waiting.

"Kurt?"

"Hi Dad, look I've got to go rest."

"In a minute. Come sit down."

Kurt knew there was noway to escape it. He walked into the front room and collapsed onto the sofa. His dad pulled a chair out and sat across from him leaning his elbows on his knees.

"Kurt I had a phone call from Mr. Shue, he told me you were napping in your glee club,and that he mentioned your name in the teachers lounge and they told him you weren't listening in class today and you missed another class yesterday. He's worried about you and so am I. What's going on?""

"Nothing." Kurt sighed knowing he would not get out of it.

"Kurt, he asked me if you were settling in well to our new living arrangements."

"Of course I am dad, I love the new house, I love having Carol and Finn here. Honestly,It means I don't have to cook every night."

"I thought you like cooking?"

"I do, it's nice to just not do it every night."

"So, if it's not that, then what is it?"

Kurt went silent, he didn't know how to answer. He guessed he'd have to tell the truth. Some of it.

"I may be having a rougher time with the bullies than I said."

"Kurt, what are they doing." He noticed the tension in his shoulders.

"Honestly Dad it's just a few jerks who are taking the fact that they are unhappy with their own lives out on me."

"If it's bothering you Kurt we should do something about it."

"Dad, please, can you let me try talking to the teachers about it before you step in."

"Why?"

"Because it would really make me feel better if I can handle this on my own."

Burt quietly nodded.

"So, the missed lessons?"

Kurt took a deep breath. He didn't want to say that he had been locked in a closet or that he had cried in the girls toilets.

"When I have a bad day and I don't want to hear people making homophobic remarks I go and study in the library to avoid certain people."

"So it's only a few people?"

Kurt nodded, really there were about twenty people he could name who gave him a hard time but Karofsky and the boy who had fallen down the stairs were the worst.

"I didn't really expect it to become a habit when I started missing lessons, I'm sorry Dad I should have talked to somebody about this earlier."

"You should have, but it's okay. You promise you you're going to talk to your teachers?"

"First thing tomorrow."

Kurt got out of the shower and dried off quickly. The weather was turning and it was getting cold. Kurt knew he had to leave the window open but it was going to be cold so he made sure to wear his thick woolen tartan pajamas.

Kurt woke up knowing there was a presence in his room. He sat up.

Blaine was sat at the bottom of his bed.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"You seem down. Not happy to see me?" Blaine teased him.

"Always." Kurt smiled.

"Then what is it?"

"Bullies."

Blaine nodded.

"Have courage Kurt."

"What would you do?"

Blaine smirked and looked down.

"If somebody hurt you I would probably hurt them."

"I meant if it was you."

Blaine gracefully crawled up to the top of the bed, his limbs flexing and wings pointed to the ceiling.

"I don't know. I would like to think I would stand up to them, tell them it wasn't right. I would hope I had the courage to do that."

He sat on the bed next to Kurt and reached out to hold his hand. They sat in silence for the longest time just looking down at each other hands. Kurt's was lighter than Blaine's and his fingers were longer. Their fingers danced around each other.

"Why do you come to me?" Kurt asked quietly.

Blaine stretched out next to him his legs curled around Kurt's and his chest pressed into Kurt's side. He was warm and it felt so comfortable and right.

"I don't know. All I know is I'm happy when I'm here, I'm so happy right now."

Kurt smiled and placed a small kiss to the warm skin of Blaine's shoulder.

"Don't leave?"

"What?"

"You always leave too soon. You do that thing where you make me pass out and I don't know if you're real in the morning. I need to know you're 're the best part of my day."

"It is supposed to be a restful sleep." Blaine said almost as an apology.

"It's an empty sleep, it's a sleep I don't remember sleeping. It's like the time doesn't pass. I don't want that tonight. I want you to stay with me. "

Blaine smiled softly and pressed up even more to Kurt.

"Yes, I'll stay. But will you do something for me?"

"What?"

"Be bare chested again tomorrow."

Kurt gave a little chuckle.

"Okay. If you're here to keep warm."

"Always. Close your eyes, you're tired."

He closed his eyes and the warmth and heaviness of the body half on top of him felt so comfortable. There were fingers threading through his hair and occasionally a soft kiss on his half parted lips. The knowledge that he was safe and cared for sent him into a sleep like that he had not experienced since an infant.