“Kurt, Baby, come here” said Blaine, pulling Kurt into a hug, his eyes glistening with tears. “Thank you for telling me that must have taken a lot of courage… I want you to know you are not disgusting or vile or an abnormal freak; you are beautiful, and amazing. You deserve to be happy”

“Thank you Blaine,” said Kurt into Blaine’s shoulder. “I love you”

“I love you too baby, come on let’s watch a movie… Harry Potter, Disney or Musical?”

“Could we watch Rent, it always manages to make me feel better, there’s just something about Collins and Angel that makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside” said Kurt, hugging a pillow to his chest as Blaine walked over to the TV.

They snuggled up on Kurt bed, Blaine's arms forming a protective cocoon around Kurt. Kurt felt safe in Blaine's arms, he felt happy, loved and wanted. He sighed and sucked in Blaine's scent, he smelt of sandalwood and cinnamon.

They watched the movie in silence with Kurt mouthing the words to his favourite songs, Blaine found this utterly adorable. He loved everything about the boy seeking comfort in his arms, he loved every freckle, every eyelash, just everything about him. Blaine found it all beautiful. Kurt fell asleep before the end, it was no surprise it had been one long very emotionally tiring day what with Morgan and both of their confessions, Blaine stayed there holding Kurt, stroking his hair. Kurt looked so peaceful in sleep.

Around 10pm Burt came down to find out what was going on and found Kurt asleep in Blaine's arms with Blaine curled around him fast asleep. Burt didn’t have the heart to wake them, they looked so cute so he pulled a blanket from one of Kurt's cupboards and draped it carefully over the sleeping boys. Blaine stirred slightly snuggling closer to Kurt and nuzzling his neck he smiled ‘Kurt’ Blaine mumbled in to the crook of Kurt's neck. As Burt turned to leave, Blaine started to mumble more.

“Dad, no, Please! Stop it, not him…” Blaine cried. Burt didn’t know what to do.

Blaine kept calling out in his sleep.

“No dad please I’m the same person I was two minutes ago”

“Please don’t hurt Sarah, dad stop it, she’s only 14, dad!”

Blaine awoke with a start; he’d been having one of his nightmare flashbacks of when he came out. He was doused in a cold sweat. He looked around the slightly unfamiliar room and then his eyes landed on Burt.

“You okay kiddo, I just came down to see if you boys were alright and laid a blanket down and then you started crying out” said Burt concerned.

“Y-yeah I’m okay Mr Hummel, thank you. Would you like me to leave now?” asked Blaine

“No Blaine, it’s late, you’re in no state to drive, and you don’t even have your car. Just stay, are sure you’re okay though?” Burt said softly, he was concerned, Blaine seemed worried, scared almost.

“Thank-you Burt, it been a long emotional day for the both of us...I told Kurt about when I came out this afternoon, my dad basically kicked the crap out of me… I occasionally get nightmares about it” Blaine told Burt.

The sound of voices caused Kurt to wake up. Slowly sitting up and stretching, blinking around the room.

“What time is it?” asked Kurt sleepily.

“10pm, I came down to check on you boys and you were both dead to the world.” said Burt, looking at Blaine.

“I-I heard something about nightmares…” said Kurt

“Err… yeah” started Blaine “Well occasionally I have nightmares about the night I came out,”

Burt got up and left, thinking that this was a conversation that was best left for just Kurt and Blaine.

“Oh Blaine,” said Kurt enveloping him in a hug.

“Yeah, but this time it was worse than normal, I’d brought you home and told my dad that we were dating. He really didn’t like it, h-he was trying to hit you, so I stood in front of you and he hit m-me” said Blaine as he started to cry. “a-and th-then he s-s-started hitting Sarah and I-I couldn’t do anything to stop it”

“Shush sssshhhhuuuuusssshhhh everything is fine, Blaine” said Kurt pulling his boyfriend to his chest and stroking his (for once) gel free hair.

Kurt and Blaine sat there in the silence of Kurt's room, holding one another, they stayed sat like that for hours it was 3am when they lay down and fell asleep.

Kurt drove Blaine home. Luckily they had today off school; it had been quite a weekend.

“Hey, would you like to come up for a bit” asked Blaine, as Kurt pulled up outside his dorm room.

“Sure as long as you won’t force feed me all those Malteasers” Kurt replied winking, and climbing out of his navigator.

They ascended the stairs to Blaine's dorm, arms linked. The entered Blaine's dorm room to find Logan pacing the floor.

“Where the fuck have you been Blaine?!” Logan yelled. “I was worried about you. I come back and find out you’re not here, even Nick and Jeff didn’t know where you were! What were you thinking?”

“I’m not yours to worry about anymore Logan! I was at Kurt’s” said Blaine, gripping Kurt’s hand willing him not to leave.

“Well, err… can I not still worry about my roommate? I-I thought you might have… you know again…” said Logan casting his eyes downwards. “Anyway care to tell me why all the cupboards are stuffed with Malteasers…?”

“I…err…” Blaine looked at Kurt; he didn’t know what to say.

“Look Logan” Kurt spat the name with venom.

“Blaine has finally moved on after what you did to him okay! This weekend’s been pretty rough on the two of us. On Saturday my old friend attempted suicide, we came back here got a little drunk ordered some Malteasers, and yesterday Blaine bravely told me about when he attempted” said Kurt glancing sideways at Blaine to make sure that he was okay, his grip on Kurt’s hand had tightened.

“And last night, I confessed to Blaine that I used to self-harm! And you’re getting at him for not telling you where he was last night even though you we’re out of town with the exact same person who you broke Blaine’s heart for! Ha well, lay off him or I will end you. Okay, he is sweet and kind, and what you did was just horrific, Just why would you even do that to him!” Kurt yelled.

Logan stood there his mouth opening and closing like a fish. Kurt and Blaine walked past him and sat down on Blaine’s bed.

“That was. Wow… you just… what the hell was all that?” spluttered Blaine.

“Ha-ha always eloquent aren’t you” said Kurt with a wink

“You… you just, yelled at Logan and left him speechless you have to teach me that”

“It’s not something you learn it something you’re born with… or it gets bestowed upon you when you have daily contact with Rachel Berry.”

“Hang on a minute who do you think you are Kirk, You think you can come here and tell me how to treat my roommate… my ex-boyfriend.” said Logan walking over to the two boys on the bed.

“Well three things Logan, one the names KURT k-u-r-t, Kurt , two I happen to be Blaine’s boyfriend and three maybe you should try treating Blaine with a little bit more respect, he’s twice the man you are and stronger than you’ll ever be!” snapped Kurt.

“You don’t even know me Kurt!” Logan snapped. “You don’t know what my life story is!”

“No, I don’t know your life story, but I don’t need to, to tell you how to treat my boyfriend! Alright! Back off. He’s not yours anymore, you can’t tell him what to do. And if you so much as harm a hair on his head I WILL end you, I have friends from Lima Heights Adjacent, and do you know where that is?”

“Oh whatever, I’m going to Julian’s!” said Logan, he’d blanched slightly, before turning on his heel and walking briskly out of the door.

“Okay you need to tell me how to do that!” said Blaine staring in wonderment at his boyfriend.

“Okay, I could try to impart some of my knowledge on you but first…” Kurt said.

He leaned in to Blaine, pressing his lips to Blaine’s, and pushing Blaine backwards on to his bed, he traced his tongue lazily over Blaine’s upper lip. He straddled Blaine's lap, and began pressing soft kisses down his jaw to his earlobe, he nibbled on it slightly eliciting ghosts of pleas from Blaine mouth. Blaine began to suck on Kurt’s neck, creating a hickey.

“Blaine” Kurt hummed in to Blaine neck, as he pressed his thigh in between Blaine’s legs; it was greeted by Blaine’s throbbing cock.

“Touch me please baby.” Blaine pleaded.

Kurt began to undo Blaine's pants, he began to palm his boyfriend through his boxers, gently… he watched as Blaine began to arch in to Kurt's hand, craving more friction, Kurt knew it must be getting painful by now… so he began to remove Blaine's boxers allowing Blaine's cock to spring free.

Kurt stared openly for a while, Blaine noticed his eyes grow darker; Kurt had never looked more attractive… except maybe the other night when he was falling apart… Kurt reached out and spread the bead of pre-cum with his index finger down the underside of Blaine cock slowly massaging the vein… and then he began to move his hand slowly along Blaine’s length… it felt amazing better than his own hand, Kurt's hand was soft… and it glided nicely.

“Oh dear god, faster Kurt, please faster” Blaine moaned, and Kurt sped up the pace.

Kurt watched Blaine fall apart under his touch, Blaine looked so beautiful like this, a writhing mess, Kurt loved that he was the one, and the only one that could do this to Blaine… he felt the familiar coiling feeling in his abdomen, shit why did Blaine have to look so hot… it had been years since Kurt had came in his pants… but watching Blaine fall apart was going to do it for him… a few more pumps of Blaine's cock and Blaine was cuming all over his hand Kurt soon followed suit, the look in Blaine's eyes when he came was transfixing.

Blaine lay there staring at Kurt, coming down from the best orgasm he ever had.

“You are beautiful, you know that right?” said Blaine as he leaned over in to his nightstand to get some aloe wipes.

“You are too; you looked so hot when you came… I know how you felt yesterday now” said Kurt turning a lovely shade of red…

“Would you like to use the bathroom to clean off?” Blaine smirked, as he cleaned himself up and pulled his boxers and pants

“Err yes please…”

Blaine chucked Kurt the wipes and he went in to the bathroom, once he’d cleaned himself best he could he returned to Blaine and they decided to work some more on his french essay, under the condition that Kurt wasn’t going to say anything about wanting to do something for Blaine.

Meanwhile

“I don’t know who this Kurt guy thinks he is?” said Logan pacing in Julian’s room.

“He was only standing up for his boyfriend sweetie, I’m sure you’d do the same thing for me if Adam came back and started yelling at me…” said Julian sounding bored.

“DON’T. MENTION. THAT. BASTARDS. NAME. I almost lost you thanks to him… but I can’t believe you’re actually taking Kurt’s side in this… I’m going for a walk…”

“Logan, baby I know what you’re thinking, don’t do it… It could all backfire and you know that… especially if Kurt is as sharp tonged as you’ve made out!” said Julian but Logan was already out of the door…

Logan stormed down the corridor to the Dean of Dorms and head of French’s office… Dean Lauren Deakin. Logan knocked on her door.

“Excuse me Madame Deakin, sorry to disturb you but Blaine has his boyfriend over and it making I hard for me to concentrate… you know having all that gay in my room”

Lauren looked up from her desk, her eyes shone with hatred.

“Right, well we’ll have to sort that out wont we?”

And with that she stormed out of her office Logan in tow.