Blaine shifted slightly in his sleep, burying his head into Kurt’s chest, a small smile gracing his face as he looked peaceful at last. Kurt knew he would have to get up at some point; he had school today, not to mention he had to meet with the warblers that evening as well.

Slowly, trying not to wake Blaine, Kurt shifted off of the bed. Carefully peeling Blaine’s fingers off from where they were clutching tightly to his pyjama shirt. Blaine shifted slightly, his arm stretching out to find where Kurt had gone, whimpering and frowning slightly in his sleep when he found the bed empty, but pulling Kurt’s pillow up to his chest and breathing in the smell of Kurt that still lingered on it.

Smiling as he watched his boyfriend, Kurt pulled the covers more closely around Blaine and placing a soft kiss to his cheek before silently making his way over to the bathroom to shower and get ready for school, pulling one of his few outfits from Blaine’s wardrobe on his way.

...

“Hmmm,” Blaine hummed softly as he woke up to soft kisses being peppered over his face by a fully dressed Kurt.

“Good morning sleepy head,” Kurt said with a small grin playing on his lips as Blaine’s eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the bright light that was coming in through the windows.
“You look a bit better this morning,” He continues, brushing a few of Blaine’s curls off of his head.

“Hmm,” Blaine hummed in reply, “I slept ok for the most part of the night. I, uh, I’m sorry for kicking you, when you, uh, you tried to wake me, when I was having that, uh, that nightmare.” Blaine said his eyes not meeting Kurt’s as he finished speaking.

“It wasn’t your fault Blaine,” Kurt said gently, lifting Blaine’s chin so their eyes met again. “So stop apologising ok?” Kurt said kissing Blaine quickly on the lips. “Ok?” he asked again, his eyebrow arching as Blaine didn’t reply.

“Yeah, ok, sorry.” Blaine finally replied, taking Kurt’s hand in his.

“I, uh, I have to go to school now, but I’ll call you tonight if I can’t stay over again, ok? I promise!” Kurt said leaning into Blaine and kissing him again.

“Ok, I love you.” Blaine said leaning into the kiss.

“I love you too,” Kurt replied smiling, “text me if you need me or call and I’ll find a way to get out of class if you need me.” Kurt said with one final kiss before moving away from the bed.

“Oh, and Blaine?” Kurt said from the doorway, “Try and get some more sleep.” Blowing Blaine a kiss, after he had nodded in response and headed down the stairs. Kurt passed Blaine’s parents in the kitchen, and waved goodbye to them before heading out to his car.

...

“Hey Kurt!” Santana called to Kurt as she approached his locker that morning at school. “How’s Blaine?” She asked quietly once she’d reached him.

“He’s not great” Kurt sighed as he fixed his hair in the mirror in his locker. “He hasn’t been sleeping, and he kind of broke down yesterday.”

“I should have been there for him.” Santana sighed, leaning against the locker next to Kurt’s.

“I don’t really think there’s anything we could have done.” Kurt said turning to face her. “He did actually talk with his therapist yesterday though,” Kurt said, “I guess that’s a good thing, right?”

“Yeah I guess so.” Santana said pushing herself away from the locker. “Let’s get to class.” She said starting to make her way down the hall. Shrugging his bag further onto his shoulder Kurt moved to catch up with her as they headed to their first period geography class.
...
By eleven o’clock Blaine had given up on the idea of falling asleep again and had decided to get up, have a shower and make himself some breakfast. Shortly after doing so the door bell rang, confused as to who would be calling at the middle of the day he got up to answer the door.

“Santana?” He asked in shock as he opened the door to reveal his dark haired friend standing on the doorstep. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you in school?” He asked fixing her with what he hoped was a stern look.

“I thought you were more important than that right now, besides I’m not missing anything, I’ll text Kurt and the other glee kids and they’ll get me the substandard work we do at McKinley.” She replied as she made her way past him into the house.

“Now, get dressed, out of those sweats, we’re going out.” Santana said ushering him towards the stairs.

“I-I don’t know if that’s such a great idea.” Blaine started to say, trailing off at Santana’s glare. They may be friends, but her bitch glare could scare anyone. “Fine, I guess. Just nowhere too busy?” Blaine asked in a smaller voice than normal.

“Don’t worry about that Blaine, I’ve got this all sorted, we’re going to be fine.” Santana said gently, seeing Blaine’s anxiety. “This’ll be good for you, I promise. Now, go change.” She said leading him up the stairs.

That is how twenty minutes later Blaine found himself sat in Santana’s car in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere.
“Uh, Santana? Not that I don’t appreciate you skipping school to spend time with me, but where are we going exactly?” Blaine asked from the passenger seat.

“Wait and see.” Santana said glancing over at him. “We’re here now anyway.” Santana said as she turned down a driveway, off of the main road.
“Lima animal rescue shelter?” Blaine asked reading the sign above the building. “I don’t understand. Why are we at the animal shelter?” Blaine asked looking confused.
“We’re getting you a pet silly.” Santana stated taking Blaine’s hand and leading him inside.
“Like a real pet?” Blaine asked a stunned expression on his face.
“Yes, a real pet.” Santana replied giving him a bemused look. “So, what do you want to look at first? Cats or dogs?” She asked as they made their way to the reception desk.
“I, uh I don’t know, I’ve always kind of wanted a cat that would sit with me while I read, or play the piano.” Blaine said, still looking slightly confused at where he was.
“That settles it then. We’d like to look at the cats.” Santana said turning to the woman on the reception desk and smiling.
“Of course.” The receptionist Sharon, according to her name tag, replied getting up out of her seat. “If you just follow me, it’s right through here. Just give anyone in here a shout if you need anything.” She said as she led them down a small hallway off to the left of the reception.
“Thanks” Santana said smiling as the receptionist walked away. “Ok Blaine, where do you want to start?” Santana asked looking around for a moment before being dragged towards the far wall by Blaine. “Over here then I guess” she mumbled to herself laughing at the dazed expression on Blaine’s face.
...
Over half an hour later Santana found herself looking at the cats on the far side of the room to Blaine when she hear a gasp and her name being called.
“Blaine?” Santana called as she came up behind him, smiling slightly when he didn’t flinch as she touched his arm.
“This is her. This one.” Blaine said pointing to a small black cat in the cage in front of him.
“I’ll go find someone who works her see if you can hold her.” Santana said scanning the room for a member of staff.
After beckoning one of them over Blaine sat there with the small black cat in his lap talking to it in a baby voice.
“This is the one.” Blaine said confidently looking up at Santana who was sat with her legs crossed next to him. She then turned to the worker and nodded.
“We’ll take her. Blaine why don’t you go and chose some pet supplies for her while I go and pay?” Santana asked getting up.
“Oh, you don’t have to pay.” Blaine started.
“Yes I do, it was my idea, and she’s a present from me. That is that, I’m not taking no for an answer!” Santana said before fixing Blaine with a look, daring him to argue with her.
“Fine, but I’ll pay for the rest.” Blaine said sighing; he knew there was no point arguing with her, he’d just lose.
“Good, now go and pick a collar and any stuff you’re buying.” Santana said following the employee over to a cash register after he had managed to pry the cat away from Blaine.

...
Back in Santana’s car, with the boot and back seat loaded with what Blaine had decided were necessities, Blaine sat with his new kitten in a cardboard carrier on his lap.
“Please let me take her out,” Blaine begged from his seat next to Santana.
“No, I agree she is adorable, but I don’t really want cat hair all over my car.” Santana said laughing as Blaine pouted in his seat.
“We’re nearly back at your house now anyway, just wait a little longer.” She chuckled.
“Fine, but now you don’t get to hold her.” Blaine said petulantly, making her laugh and roll her eyes.
“Ok, whatever you say,” Santana replied patting him patronizingly on the knee. “What are you going to call her then?” She asked.
“I don’t know; I’ve never had a pet before.” Blaine said looking into the cardboard carrier through the handle.
“Ok, well we can figure that out when we’re inside Santana replied smiling, as she pulled into Blaine’s driveway.
“Thanks for today,” Blaine said softly taking Santana’s hand once they had transferred everything inside.
“It’s ok Blainers; I figured a distraction would be good for you. Besides, I haven’t seen you in a while and I missed spending time with my best friend.” Santana replied squeezing Blaine’s hand and smiling. “So what are we going to name your kitty then?” Santana asked as Blaine released her hand and gently picked his new pet up from the box.
“Hmmm,” Blaine hummed as he thought. “I think she looks like a Luna don’t you?” Blaine asked as he stroked the cat’s ears and holding her up to Santana.
“I think it suits her perfectly.” Santana replied with a smile as she pulled her phone out to take a picture of the pair of them to send to Kurt. “Now, why don’t you go and find her collar while I go and make us some lunch?” Santana said gesturing to the many bags filled with pet supplies. “Then we can introduce Kitty Luna to movie Luna.” She said before heading into Blaine’s kitchen to make the pair of them sandwiches, checking her phone on the way, finding a text from Kurt.
From: Kurt
Hey where are you? You disappeared straight after first period and no one’s seen you since? I’m hoping Coach hasn’t kidnapped you for quitting cheerios; she has been acting even more mental than usual. Hope you’re ok--- Kurt xx