Author's Notes: "Blaine?" said Kurt, delicately, concern evident in his voice.

Blaine was jerked from his lustful haze and brought back to reality. He rolled off Kurt and wrapped his arms around his chest, sitting up his back against Kurt’s headboard hiding his back, hoping it’d prevent further questioning from the other boy.

"Can, can I have my shirt back?" asked Blaine, near to crying. "P-please?"

"Blaine…" said Kurt softly, reaching out to touch Blaine's shoulder, he shied away slightly.

"Don't look they're horrible…"

"Turn around Blaine… please?" said Kurt kindly.

He wanted to help Blaine… he wanted to know how it happened, but most of all he wanted to know who did it so he could kick their ass. Blaine gave Kurt a quizzical look.

"Please bee…" pleaded Kurt

Blaine reluctantly obliged. Kurt looked at Blaine’s back; there were several small scars, just below the nape of his neck. Kurt reached out and stroked Blaine’s back, Blaine winced slightly, not because of back but out of shock of Kurt’s reaction. Blaine had never had this response before, his last two boyfriends had said that they were horrible, and neither cared about the story behind them… It still haunted Blaine.

"They're horrible Kurt, why do you want to look Kurt what are you doing?" Blaine asked, quickly all in one breath.

Kurt wondered how Blaine had got these scars. He had an idea but he really hoped he was wrong- he already hated the guy enough for what he’d done to Blaine. Kurt pulled Blaine closer to his chest stroking the scars gently, kissing them softly.

"You're beautiful Blaine, always beautiful" said Kurt, his voice strained as he held back tears.

“No I’m not… these scars make me ugly”

“No…Blaine, you’re beautiful to me” said Kurt softly in to the crook of Blaine’s neck “How about we just snuggle for a bit…"

Blaine nodded slightly

"O-okay"

Kurt wound his arms tightly around Blaine, nuzzling his neck, kissing him softly and sweetly along his shoulder. Blaine relaxed in to Kurt, he hadn’t felt this loved or cared for in such a long time. He began to sob, quietly, as the flash backs started, he'd tried to fight them but they just got too strong and overwhelmed him.

"Bee… are you okay? I haven't triggered you or anything have I?"

"I'm f-fine" said Blaine, Trying to stop crying fighting the flashback, trying to make them stop.

"You sure?"

Blaine nodded then shook his head, turning in Kurt’s arms and burying his face in his chest and crying. Unable to stop them, he gripped Kurt tightly, needing to feel him close.

“Bee what’s wrong?”

“It happened when I c-came out… my mom and cooper had left” said Blaine slowly, hoping talking to Kurt might help “I had gathered up the courage to tell Mr Anderson that night… I knew he was homophobic and that he’d react…well like he did, he was always calling Tom a fag, and f-fairy… anyway when I told him, he beat me… pushed me into the liquor cabinet”

“oh bee… I’m so sorry”

“I waited for him to go out to the bar” Blaine continued “and I managed to make it to Tobias’ house next door before I passed out… I’d lost a lot of blood… I was lucky” Blaine’s breathing had grown rapid as he started to sob again.

Kurt pulled him closer trying not to cry or throw things. Blaine's dad was a horrible man… Kurt couldn’t believe how well Blaine had coped with everything. He wondered why his dad had been so worried about Blaine being an Anderson… maybe this was why maybe he knew something.

“Bee”

“It was horrible. It woke up a few days later in the hospital… after that he disowned me… started charging me board. I-I get flashbacks of that night... not regularly but often enough”

“Well he doesn’t deserve you as a son…. I love you Blaine” said Kurt softly.

“I love you too Kurt” said Blaine smiling slightly “Sorry… I ruined the date”

“No, you didn’t, it was perfect… “

“Yeah?” said Blaine

“Yeah I’m just sorry I triggered you and that that happened”

“Don’t worry about it, you didn’t trigger me... Can we keep snuggling?”

“Of course baby…you can stay all weekend if you like”

“I’d love that baby”

“mmm, I’d like that too. how about we watch a movie” asked Kurt, Blaine nodded “you choose the movie I’ll go make us some popcorn”

“Okay… sorry I ruined the mood”

“Its okay bee don’t worry about it”

“O-okay” said Blaine “I’ll, I’ll make it up to you we can have sex anywhere you want how you want”

“Babe, you don’t have to... its seriously fine… a relationship isn’t all about sex”

“I know” said Blaine, slightly surprised “I guess… never mind”

“No, what was it…”

“I guess I haven’t been in a relationship where it wasn’t…”

“Oh… well my relationships are about love and trust and friendship… sex is just a bonus… but we could be celibate all our lives and I’d be happy as long as I’m with you”

Blaine smiled slightly at the prospect of a future with Kurt .He liked that idea; get away from his dad… Kurt was so kind and sweet and lovely to him. Blaine really hoped he wouldn’t change like Jermaine did, that’d probably be it for Blaine and love… if Kurt hurt him. But he knew Kurt never would.

Kurt watched Blaine, cocking his head to one side, his piercing blue eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he stared, taking in everything. Blaine truly was beautiful, Kurt raked his eyes over Blaine’s body, his abs we’re perfect, his arms were muscled and strong, his eyes were deep and glowing amber, mussed up curls, his chiselled features. He’d never looked more beautiful than he did in this light, nor had Blaine ever looked so vulnerable

“Hey babe?” said Kurt, smiling kindly

“Yeah?”

“Come here?”

Blaine did as Kurt said.

“Yes”

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine and swept him down, dipping and kissing him deeply.

“I Love You Blaine Theodore Anderson” he whispered as they parted lips.

“I Love You Too Kurt Elizabeth Anderson” said Blaine breathlessly, then suddenly turning pink. “Hummel, I mean Hummel”

Kurt laughed a little

“Awwww but I like the idea of being an Anderson”

Blaine blushed again.

“Weren’t you getting cock porn” said Blaine, turning crimson “Fuck! I can’t speak…Pop Corn”

Kurt laughed.

"You. Are. Adorable." he said pressing kisses to Blaine's lips after each word.

"No, I'm a babbling idiot"

"You're my babbling idiot" said Kurt.

Blaine blushed even more at the fact Kurt called him 'His Babbling idiot'. Blaine liked it, he liked feeling cared for, loved, wanted, he felt happy, truly happy, for the first time in months.

"I'm yours" said Blaine looking up at Kurt into his eyes "All yours"

"Now," he said standing Blaine back upright "I'll go make the cock porn and you choose a movie"

Kurt tapped Blaine's ass lightly, turned and went down stairs to the kitchen, wiggling his hips at Blaine. Blaine stared as Kurt left, despite what Kurt had said Blaine was going to make this up to him… somehow. He looked around Kurt's room to find the DVD shelf; Kurt had tonnes, Musicals, Romcoms, Chick Flicks and Comedies. He picked out one of his favourite movies, '10 Things I Hate About You'

"Ooh I love that movie" said Kurt as he re-entered the room.

"It’s one of my favourites." said Blaine smiling.

"Mine too" Kurt smiled back.

Kurt put the movie on and they snuggled under the covers and watched together. Blaine wrapped himself around Kurt's chest listening to his heart beat feeling safe, safer than he'd done in ages. They fell asleep like this snuggled together… until about 3am.

Blaine broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no, no, no" he mumbled, tossing and pulling away from Kurt.

Kurt woke up suddenly, Blaine’s sudden movement disturbing him.

"Bee?" asked Kurt tentatively

"Please no… I'm the same… I'm, I'm not different" Blaine cried

"Bee, Blaine, Baby please wake up"

"No! Not him please no, no please"

"Baby" Kurt said stroking Blaine's curls softly, Blaine continued to thrash, So Kurt began to sing softly "Soft Kitty Warm Kitty little ball of fur Happy Kitty Sleepy Kitty purr, purr, purr."

Blaine relaxed slightly, and started to wake up when he did he sat up like a shot, looking worriedly around the room, panicking. He saw Kurt and sighed with relief.

"Bee. You okay?"

"N-n-nightmare" said Blaine "I'll, I'll be okay"

"You sure" said Kurt, worried. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"O-okay"

"You don't have to Bee. I won't make you"

"No, No, Maya said its best if I tell someone… someone I trust...”

"Okay Bee...

"It was the, the night I came out ag-again. Except it wasn’t… he'd caught me with, with you… and, and he hit me… he didn't know that I am gay… and I told him when, when he caught us kissing" stuttered out Blaine "He, he then saw you and started h-hitting you… I tried to, to stop him, but he kept hitting you, and that’s when I heard you singing and woke up"

"Oh Blaine" said Kurt pulling Blaine tight to his chest. "You're safe here; you'll always be safe with me… I won’t let anyone hurt you… ever"

Blaine snuggled into Kurt, sniffling

"You 'mazing"

"You're more amazing… I admire you Blaine"

"Why?"

"You're so strong… you've fought through so much"

Blaine smiled, softly.

"Thank you."

Kurt smiled back. They snuggled back down and Blaine fell asleep again this time into a peaceful uninterrupted sleep. Kurt watched for a while, watching how Blaine chest rose and fell and his eyelids fluttered, Kurt wondered what Blaine was dreaming, if he was thinking of Kurt.

~~~

The next morning Kurt woke before Blaine, he nearly always woke early on the weekends, whether he wanted to or not. He snuck out of bed and started making Blaine breakfast. He looked so adorable sleeping Kurt didn't want to wake him up, so he cooked some bacon, mushrooms, eggs and beans. He was dancing around the kitchen, as per usual, singing one of his favourite Katy Perry songs.

Meanwhile in the bedroom Blaine woke up, to find the bed empty, Kurt not in the bed next to him. He started to panic slightly, his insecurities getting the better of him.

'He left me… he's gone he left because he doesn't like the scars… he thinks they're ugly he hates me'

'Blaine. Calm. The. Fuck. Down. We're in his house how could he have left'

'He could have just left expecting me to leave…'

'Blaine, Kurt hasn’t left you… he said he loves you'

'But so did Tom and Jermaine'

'Kurt isn't Tom or Jermaine'

'Okay, yes, yeah you're right okay yeah… so do I stay here or look for him?'

‘Stay, he’ll come back I promise’

‘Okay, I’ll stay… ooh something smells nice, I’m going downstairs’

Blaine went downstairs, he manage to find his way to the kitchen. He pushed open the door and stood in the door frame. He saw Kurt stood at the stove cooking… He had stayed.

"Good morning Beautiful" said Kurt as he turned round and saw Blaine, Blaine blushed and looked at his feet.

"Um, Good Morning"

"Hungry? I've made breakfast,"

"Yeah" said Blaine, still stood in the doorway.

Kurt smiled, and walked over to Blaine, wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him; Kurt sang softly 'How do you like your eggs in the morning?'

Blaine replied 'I like mine with a kiss'

"Boiled or fried"

"I'm satisfied just as long as I get my kiss" Blaine sung grinning.

Kurt kissed him again.

"So, we have eggs bacon beans and mushrooms"

"Smells amazing"

They sat down and ate, they chatted happily while they ate. After breakfast they sat on the couch and watched some day time TV, snuggled together Blaine's head on Kurt's shoulder and Kurt's arm around Blaine's waist.

~~~

"Hey babe," said Blaine around three in the afternoon. "I should go home and change for the pep rally tonight and I'll pack a small bag for tonight"

"N'awww, but I want you to stay here" said Kurt, nuzzling Blaine's neck, nipping Blaine's ear with his lips.

"And I want to too baby,”

"Then stay…"

"I can’t… I need to get changed, these clothes smell."

"You smell fine"

Blaine kissed Kurt deeply, leaning back into him so they were lying on the couch; he straddled him peppering his face with kisses. Kurt put his hands on Blaine's hips, taking his left hand up to Blaine's neck pulling closer, deepening the kiss.

“Mmm, now I really need to go babe… we could continue, this later?” whispered Blaine in Kurt’s ear.

“Hnng” Kurt moaned “I like the sound of that…”

Blaine pecked Kurt’s lips one final time.

“I’ll see you later sexy”

And with that Blaine left and drove home.