"Thanks Kate, I...I just...Thanks."

Kate laughed, "No problem Anderson."

The door burst open so violently that Blaine jumped, jolting his arm and wincing at the pain before his attention was taken by Kurt standing in the doorway with a trembling bottom lip.

"Kurt, what's wrong?" Blaine sat up straighter.

"I-Er, I....We...I mean," Kurt chewed his lip, staring at Blaine with scared eyes.

"Honey, I can't come and hug you," Blaine gestured to his leg, "You need to come here," He held his arms open.

Kurt shook his head, playing with his hands in front of him nervously before he muttered, "I...Blaine, it's...Sky, he asked me to marry him.

The room was blanketed in a tense, shocked atmosphere that made Kurt feel like he was suffocating. It went on for a painful minute that felt like hours until Kate cleared her throat and stood up.

"I think that's my cue to leave," She said, leaning over and kissing Blaine's cheek before she walked up to Kurt who still remain motionless, staring pitifully at the floor, "It's gonna be fine," She told him, giving him an awkward side-ways hug before she left, closing the door softly behind him.

Blaine took a deep breath and gulped, "So...W-What did you say?"

Kurt was chewing frantically on his bottom lip, his hands clenched to fists at his sides as his eyes were locked on the creamy carpet beneath his feet.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked.

The Prince looked up, staring directly at Blaine while his body was trembling.

"Did you say yes?" Blaine asked, glancing down to Kurt's wrist that remained empty and un-claimed.

"I...I told him I need to think about it," Kurt muttered, bringing his hands to his chest and wrapping his palm around his left-wrist self-consciously.

Blaine nodded, "Okay, that was probably a wise move."

"He-He said I could take as long as I wanted," Kurt nodded in return, his hand rubbing up and down his wrist where the band would be if he'd accepted straight away.

"What do you think you'll say?" Blaine asked, his fists tightening a little as he anticipated Kurt's reply.

Kurt paused, glancing around the room as though he was trying to find the answer before they settled on Blaine's, "No."

"I thought you liked him?" Blaine's fists relaxed.

"I do," Kurt confirmed, shifting back and forth on his feet uncomfortably.

"...But then why would you say no?"

"Because I can't," Kurt whimpered, his eyes suddenly turning wet, "He asked me and I'll I could think of was you. Your laugh, your smile, your eyes, your hair. You. I don't want anyone else. I can't be with anyone else."

Blaine gulped, "K-Kurt, it's okay. It's all going to be fine."

"No. It's not. And I'm fed up of being told how it will all work out. This is for the rest of my life. No one else seems to understand that's it's more then just one day of saying 'I do'."

Blaine sighed, "I'm sorry, just...Come here. Please?" He held open his good arm and Kurt bit his lip, hesitating for a second before he walked forward, struggling to kick off his boots as he went before he fell into bed next to Blaine and soon curled up again him, "See. It's this."

"What Sweetie?" Blaine asked, brushing a hand through Kurt's hair.

"Being King isn't going to be easy everyday, on the bad ones I just want to be able to cuddle the man I love," Kurt grumbled into Blaine's chest.

"I'm sure Sky will..."

"I know, I know. But I want it to be you. You're the only person who makes me feel better when I'm upset and stressed," Kurt cut him off, his hand clinging to Blaine's shirt.

Blaine sighed, "I'm always going to be here for you."

Kurt smiled softly, "Me too. You'll never be alone Blaine, I promise."

"We'll always have each other, okay?"

Kurt nodded in agreement, "Always."

Blaine rubbed his hand comfortingly up and down Kurt's arm, "Can I say my opinion?"

Kurt nodded, "Of course."

"I think you should say yes."

"Wha...? Why?" Kurt asked, his hand fisting even tighter in Blaine's shirt.

"I'm just fed up of waiting for it to happen," Blaine said softly, "And I'm pretty sure you feel that same way. If you say yes, and stop putting of the inevitable, then we can...move onto the next stage and work out what our relationship will be after."

Kurt remained quiet, rubbing his thumb back and forth across Blaine chest.

"Does that make sense?"

Kurt nodded slowly, "Yeah."

"Aren't you tired of waiting around?" Blaine asked, "Not knowing how long we have?"

Kurt nodded again.

"I don't want you to think I'm pushing you into anything...Or pushing you away, I'm not at all," Blaine rubbed his hand up and down Kurt's arm.

"I know you're not," Kurt stretched his neck so he was kiss Blaine's chest through his shirt gently.

"You wouldn't be considering it if you didn't like him would you?"

"I do like him, he's great...I...I'll think about it," Kurt agreed, "You're right about everything."

"Wouldn't be the first time," Blaine teased.

Kurt snorted, sitting up, "Come here you."

He pressed his lips gently against Blaine's who craned his neck to get a better angel, "Mmm, lmm."

Kurt giggled, pulling away a little, "What was that?"

"I love you," Blaine mumbled.

Kurt sighed, "I love you t-"

Bang

"Kurt, I-Oh crap, sorry."

Kurt sighed, "Kate."

"I should have knocked. I'm just...I'm freaking out, can you help me?"

"What's going on?" Kurt frowned, sitting up properly so he could she Kate.

"Er, there was a fire at the orphanage and now there's nineteen teenagers downstairs, I said they could be taken on as slaves here until the orphanage is re-built, but I didn't really think about how many there would be," Kate patted down her hair, "Can you help me organize them?"

Kurt looked at Blaine who smiled, "Go ahead."

Kurt slipped of the bed, "I'll be back later," he kissed Blaine's cheek and followed Kate out of the room with a little wave in Blaine's direction.

"It's really good, what you're doing for them," Kurt said as they walked down the staircase.

"I couldn't just leave them homeless could I? Dalton Orphanage is the only one we have for teenagers who aren't old enough to make their own way in life yet. All the others are for children."

"How long will it take for the building to be repaired?"

"I have no idea," Kate sighed, "I don't even know if we have enough beds."

"We'll find room," Kurt reassured her.

"So um..Are you and Blaine okay?"

Kurt nodded, "He told me to say yes."

"Are you going to?" Kate asked.

"I'm still not sure," Kurt admitted, "I just...I can't even see myself marrying another person other then Blaine."

"You just have to try and see the good in every situation," Kate bumped her hip lightly against Kurt's.

"I'm trying," Kurt nodded with a smile, "Now, where are all these teenagers?"

"In here," Kate rolled her eyes a little as they reached the bottom of the stairs and turned left, opening a dorm into one of the many studies in the Palace.

Kurt blinked at the pure amount of navy blue and red that meant his eyes, "Um, Wow."

Nineteen heads turned in his direction, most did an awkward kind of bow apart from one who was stood in the very center of the crowded group of people who turned and gave Kurt a sly smirk that the Prince quickly chose to ignore.

"Oh, don't bow," He smiled at the boys who were all wearing identical uniforms of gray slacks, white shirts, navy sweaters with red-piping detail and a striped navy and red tie to show they belong to the orphanage. All of them had their wings folded neatly behind them, "I love the uniforms."

A few boys blushed, and smiled at him nervously.

"Well that makes one of us," The boy who had smirked at Kurt before called.

Kurt raised an eyebrow slightly, "What's your name?"

"Hunter Clarington," He stepped forward, he had green eyes and brown hair that was styled in a small quiff at the front. He pushed a few of the other boys out of the way and spreading his wings out behind him.

"Is that meant to be impressive?" Kurt asked, "Meant to make you look bigger?"

The boys cheeks turned scarlet, his burgundy wings folding in, "No. I was just stretching."

"Right," Kurt rolled his eyes and a few of the boys hid their sniggers behind their hands.

Kate stepped forward a little, putting her hand on Kurt's shoulder, "This is the Prince, he's kindly agreed to help me sort you all out and make sure that you're happy here."

"Sort us out? How can he do that if he can't even sort himself out a husband?"

Kurt blinked at Hunter who had that stupid sly look on his face again, "We don't have to take you in you know, I could chuck you out on the street if I wanted."

"Oh Please, everyone in the kingdom knows how soft you are. Run a kingdom? Ha, you couldn't even run a bath," Hunter sneered.

"Shut up Hunter," A few of the boys snapped.

Kurt smiled, "I think you should listen to your friends Hunter. Just a suggestion."

"Ignore him, we're very grateful, Sir," A boy stepped forward with black hair and hazel eyes, "I'm Nick."

"It's nice to meet you, now let's see where we can give you all a temporary home here."

In the end they managed to find room for all of them in the servants room, Kurt did his best to remember their names. Of course he remembered Hunter, the only one who didn't say thank-you when he was given a bed, food and water. He also remembered Wes Montgomery, Jeff Sterling, Nick Duval all of which he'd had small talk with....Oh and that boy Thad H...Harwood was it? He'd almost tripped over Kurt's foot and then blushed until his head was redder then Kurt thought possible.

Over all they were pleasant and grateful (minus Hunter), and Kurt looked forward to getting to know them all a little better. But he couldn't say that he wasn't happy when he'd given the last boy, Richard James, a bed for the night and he was free to go back upstairs and cuddle with Blaine for a little while longer; with Hunters mean words still rolling around his head.