Kurt has no idea how long they stand there, the stranger holding him up as his whole body is shaking with sobs. He hears the stranger asking him something, but he cant make out the words, and even if he could, he wouldnt be able to answer.

The man strokes Kurts hair, rubbing his back with the other hand.

"Hey...calm down...breath ..." he whispers in Kurts ear, "...thats right... in...and out... tell me what happened, I want to help you."

"He-, hes... dead... oh god... hes dead" Kurt sobs, clenching the fabric of the mans shirt in his hands, "My dad... hes...dead...."

He feels the strangers arms tighten around him, and hears him gasp, before the soothing sounds starts again. It sounds like he is singing, but Kurt dont know for sure.

"It okay... youre gonna be okay." The stranger says, but it sounds like he doesnt believe it himself.

Kurt hears footsteps coming up the hill, he hopes that it is Bob, he always knows what to say, he has always know how to make Kurt feel better. The footsteps stops a few yards away from them, and Kurt stiffens in the hazel-eyed-mans arms.

"There you are..."It is Simons voice, "Ive been looking for you."

Kurt looks at his boyfriend with tears in his eyes, and he feels the stranger release him. Before Kurt even knows what he is doing he is running towards his boyfriend, and he throws his arms around his neck.

"Please...take me home, Simon..."He pleads, "I want to go home... Im sorry for what I said..."

"I know you are" Simon says, "lets go home..."he puts his arm around Kurts shoulder.

As they walks away, Kurt looks back. But the stranger isnt there anymore. The bench is empty.

When they walk down the hill, Simons grip around Kurts shoulders tightens. Until it almost hurts.

^^^^

They arrives at their apartment a little bit after 7pm. As soon as they step inside, Simon grabs Kurt by his shoulders and slams him up against the wall.

"Who was that guy?" he asks, pressing his lips close to Kurts ear.

Kurt shakes his head.

"I dont know..."

Simons right fist slams into the wall next to his head, breaking it.

"Dont lie to me Kurt!" he whispers, gritting his teeth. "WHO. IS. HE?!"

"I-I dont k-know..." Kurt whimpers "please Simon..."

"Hes fucking you, aint he?" Simon is screaming again. "How long have you been going behind my back?!"

"I havent...I promise...please..." Kurt sobs, "He was just comforting me...please..."

Simon leans closer. Grabbing Kurts chin with his left hand, turning his head forward.

"Why?" It is just one word, but it sends chill down Kurts spine.

"I- I got a call... from the hospital, in Lima..." Kurt tries, and fails, to choke down a sob before he continues. "My dad, he-... I-, hes dead..."

Simons eyes soften, and he pulls Kurt into a tight hug, pressing a tender kiss on his forehead.

"Im sorry..." he whispers, kissing Kurts hair. "I will buy plane-tickets tonight, okay... we can go to Lima tomorrow, we can stay as long as you like..."

Kurt nods against his chest, tears streaming from his eyes, soaking Simons shirt.

"I want you to stay here then, with me, all the time" Simon says, receiving a nod from Kurt, "I dont want anyone to touch you ever again, except from me. Understood?"

"Yes, Simon"

"You know I only does this because I love you..." Simon releases Kurts chin and presses a kiss in the corner of his mouth. "You wouldnt make it out there without me. You need me. Or you are nothing, you are nothing without me! You know it... Dont run away from me again."

"I wont...I promise Simon..."

"You will quit job as soon as we get back here from Lima, okay?" Simon says "I want you to stay in the apartment, go to the store, then come home, okay? Dont talk to anyone, dont touch anyone, you are mine, Kurt."

Kurt nods.

"Come on," Simon says, he picks Kurt up in his arms bridal style, and carries him to the bedroom.

He lays Kurt down on the bed, and lays down beside him. He wraps his arms around Kurt, and pulls him up against him, so that Kurts head is resting on his chest.

Kurts frame is still shaking with sobs, but the steady beat of Simons heart is calming, and comforting, and he is soon drifting away to sleep. The last thing he feels is Simon kissing his forehead.

"Sleep my love..." he says," I wont let anyone touch you."