"Ok, so you all know that we're here since Wheezey over there has been uneasy about the Gelfling Twins' relationship," Santana said happily. "Now, I can confirm that they definitely did do something in Hobbit numero two's bedroom on Friday night."

"How?" Sam asked from next to Mercedes, an eyebrow raised, seemingly impressed.

"Me and Britt heard them going at it," Santana said blankly. "But what does everyone else know?"

"I thought they were together?" Mike asked, looking at Mercedes. "But then Kurt denies it?"

"I know they're at least fooling around," Mercedes said. "I saw them leave a janitor's closet once, and they've been odd ever since."

"I can't imagine either of them doing that!" Tina interjected, her arm unhooking from around Mike's.

"Believe it, it's true," Santana said dryly, hooking her pinky with Brittany's.

"They're dolphins," Brittany said happily. The group all looked directly at her. "And they want to be together, they just can't."

"Why?" Artie asked from next to Puck.

"Because of Rachel," Santana said simply.

Puck leant forwards, hands braced on the table. "I'll talk to Rachel and Finn," he offered, before recoiling back as the group looked at him blankly. "What? You don't think the mighty Puck would help Hummel out?"

"Please stop talking in third person, you're not Thor," Sam said bluntly.

"Whatever, all I know is Hummel is one of my boys and I know he's the sappy kind so if he's finally happy, we should be for him too."

The silence that filled the table was deafening.

"Ok, so I kind of like that Blaine kid too," Puck muttered. "What? He helped me with my math!"

"Moving on..." Santana said quickly. "We need someone to talk to them, they can deal with their families themselves."

"Mercedes and me will talk to Kurt, we know him best," Tina piped up, smiling at Mercedes.

"Yeah, we'll just tell him we're happy for him," Mercedes agreed.

Artie bristled a little bit. "I'd talk to Blaine, but I'm not close with him. Why don't you Puck? Don't you work out together?"

The group turned around to stare at Puck again. "What?! He's a good spotter! And yeah I'll talk to him."

Shaking her head, Santana gained the group's attention. "Ok, so that's decided. We'll see what happens from here."

The smile hadn't left his face all day. Apart from his argument with Rachel, last night had been amazing. He loved spending time with Blaine, and the way his heartbeat kept quickening even more than usual made Kurt wonder if his feelings were starting to develop into something more.

It was lunch when it happened.

He was minding his own business at his locker, the hallway was relatively quiet, and he was just about to text Blaine asking to meet him when his phone was smacked from his hand and his back was against the lockers. Wincing at the lock his upper back was pressed against, Kurt looked at who was holding him there.

The colour from his face drained when he saw it was Karofsky.

Panicking, he went to push back, but Karofsky only laughed. He looked around, wishing someone would call Karofsky away, but no such luck, there were only two people in the hallway and they walked passed quickly, avoiding eye contact with him.

Kurt closed his eyes and waited for Karofsky to hit him or hurt him, anything but looking at him like that.

"If you tell anyone," Karofsky hissed. "I'll kill you."

All of the breath in Kurt's body left as he fell to the floor, watching as Karofsky's hulking figure slouched away.

He stayed motionless for thirty seconds, trying to regain his breath before he grabbed his phone from the floor and ignoring the scratches on the back of it he pressed Blaine's name.

"Hey Kurt, where are you?"

"Blaine," he said softly, trying not to cry.

"Yeah, Kurt it's me. Where are-what's the matter?"

"I'm on the floor next to my locker," Kurt whispered.

"On the floor? Why?" Blaine asked. Kurt could hear movement over the phone and knew that Blaine was leaving wherever he was.

"Could you please come get me?" Kurt asked, trying not to sound as desperate and needy as he felt.

"Y-yeah sure, I'll be there in two minutes, just stay right where you are."

The phone hung up and Kurt wrapped his hands around his knees, cursing himself for feeling like a child all the time.

Blaine's heart was pounding as he saw Kurt sat on the floor on his own.

"Kurt," Blaine said quietly, not wanting to scare his boyfriend.

Kurt looked up and scrubbed at his face with his hands. "I probably look so horrible, I'm sor-"

"Stop that," Blaine whispered, kneeling down next to him and pulling his away. "Look, you're gorgeous as usual."

Kurt looked at him pleadingly.

"What happened?" Blaine asked, still holding his hands.

"It-it was hi...him."

Blaine saw red instantly. "What did he do-did he do anything to you again?" Blaine asked, cursing himself for not staying with Kurt when he said he needed the toilet.

"N-no," Kurt whispered.

Blaine frowned, if he hadn't done anything then why-

"He said... he said-" Kurt's face was pale, Blaine noted, and he started to rub circles with his thumbs into Kurt's palms.

"You can tell me anything, Kurt," Blaine said quietly, and glanced around to check that no one was there before he kissed Kurt gently on the forehead. "Absolutely anything."

Kurt nodded and gulped. "He said he'd kill me."

Blaine blanched. "He-what? He... Kurt, we need to tell someone."

Kurt shook his head violently. "No... I can't ... he could-no. I just need to make it through this year. He might come out!" he said hysterically. "You don't know what's going on in his mind Blaine, we can't do anything."

Blaine sighed angrily but nodded. "Well, it's up to you ... but if anything else happens Kurt, I can't keep quiet. I'll at least report the bullying."

Kurt bit his lip and looked away from Blaine before nodding.

Blaine stood up and held out his hand. "I'll walk you to lesson," he said softly.

Kurt took his hand and pulled himself up. "T-thank you," Kurt whispered, leaning against Blaine.

Blaine instantly wrapped his arms around Kurt. "I'd do anything for you to be happy."

By the time Glee club came around, Kurt and Blaine were both grateful for the distraction. They had both been thinking about Karofsky's threat all afternoon, and while Blaine respected Kurt enough to not say anything, he really just wanted to report it to the principal.

They were going through a routine for a group number that Mr Shue wanted them to perform - to make them feel like more of a team apparently, although it was still being lead by Rachel and Finn - and Blaine noticed that Kurt was having trouble focusing.

He glanced over at his boyfriend, worry creating frown lines on his forehead as Kurt was only merely nodding to whatever Mercedes was whispering to him while following the steps Mike was demonstrating at the front.

Suddenly, Blaine's foot caught his leg and he went tumbling to the ground. He landed awkwardly on his side and cursed himself for being so clumsy.

"Blaine come on, focus," Mr Shue scolded from the stool he was sat on in the corner.

Blaine nodded and looked to Mike, shuffling to the right to copy a move he'd just used.

"Kurt?" Mr Shue's voice came again.

Blaine's head whipped around to where Kurt was stood and saw that he wasn't moving, but staring at the door.

"What's wrong?" This time, Mr Shue's voice felt like a distant memory.

Before Blaine knew what he was doing, he was walking over to the door, over to Karofsky's leering face and had slammed the door open, and had Karofsky held against the lockers across from the choir room.

"Stay away from him," Blaine snarled in Karofsky's ear. "I swear to God-"

"I'll only stay away from him if you do," Karofsky hissed back.

Blaine's grip loosened and he let Karofsky go. His breathing was heavy and blood pumping violently around his body. "What?" he asked, his teeth ground together.

Suddenly there are arms around Blaine, and he hears Puck say calmly, "he's not worth it dude." Karofsky was walking away, but not before glaring at Kurt one last time.

Mr Shue came striding out of the choir room. "Blaine!" he shouted. "How dare you interrupt a lesson to attack a student!"

Blaine turned around to look at him, still seething from his argument. "No!" he shouted, pointing at Karofsky's retreating figure. "He's been trying to fuck around my boyfriend since I started here, so you'll excuse me for losing my temper because you can't do your job of looking after him!"

The only thing that could be heard was Blaine's heavy breathing and Kurt's sharp gasp.

But then, "So are you and Kurt together then?" Mercedes asked.

Blaine looked at Kurt, to apologise or confirm; he didn't know, but upon seeing his blank expression, Blaine felt his entire posture fall down, as well as a small crack in his chest.

"Apparently not," he muttered, looking down at the floor and curling his fists.

He breathed in deeply and shrugged off Finn and Puck's hold on him, walking down the hallway in the opposite direction that Karofsky had.

"Come back here Blaine!" Mr Shue shouted, but Blaine wasn't listening, only walking.