The first night with Blaine is just a bit difficult. He doesn't speak, shies away from Kurt's touch and he refuses to eat.

Kurt's not sure what to do; he wants to help Blaine so badly, but he doesn't know how. Blaine is wary and scared of Kurt and his new home, that much is obvious, but Kurt is at a loss at how to get Blaine to trust him.

He leaves an apple and some crackers out for Blaine - just in case the puppy decides he wants to eat – before he climbs into bed, eyes straying towards where Blaine sits, curled up tight, on the edge on the mattress.

"Blaine, come over here; I don't want you to fall off the bed and hurt yourself." Kurt says, his voice low and comforting.

The pup tenses, and then shakes, his tail curled in close to his body as he whimpers.

Kurt sighs, bites his lip slowly crawls towards Blaine, his movements cautious.

When he reaches Blaine, he gently eases a hand over the boy's head and begins to scratch along Blaine's ears, shushing the boy and trying to ease Blaine into his arms without scaring him.

Eventually, Blaine's whimpers subside and he hesitantly makes his way into Kurt's lap, looking up at the boy with wide, fearful eyes, his injured arm held close to his chest.

"There you go, see, everything's okay, Blaine, I promise." Kurt's smiles around his words, sighing in relief when Blaine's body seems to relax at his voice, his head beginning to droop against Kurt's belly.

Kurt keeps a steady hand under Blaine as he coots backward, making sure to keep Blaine close to his body as he rearranges them under the covers. He tries his best not to jostle Blaine's arm as he turns off the light and cocoons Blaine's tiny form with his.

Blaine gives a little huff at all the movement, rubs his nose against Kurt's hand and shuffles back, his knees curling up to his chest, the position a bit awkward with his cast in the way.

Kurt smiles down at the puppy, gives him a quick, shy kiss to Blaine's messy curls and closes his eyes, Blaine's soft snuffles filling his ears as he succumbs to sleep.