A/N: In case you can't tell, finals are epically pissing me off! Enjoy this pissed!Kurt. :)

-MEOW-

"You know what? Screw you! That took a long ass time! I don'even care!" Kurt yelled at his laptop and slammed it shut, shoving the chair away from his desk and stomping away. Blaine, watched, startled at the sudden outburst from Kurt, who had been reading his E-mail silently moments ago.

He smirked, amused . "Something bothering you, sweetie?" Kurt whipped around to face him, bringing out his bitchiest bitch-face, the one Blaine hadn't seen in over a year. Not since they left Ohio.

His smirk vanished and he looked at Kurt with concern. "Come here." He gestured to the couch where he was sitting reading from his tablet, and took off his glasses, setting them on the coffee table.

Kurt dropped the face, looking frustrated but apologetic, and sauntered over to where Blaine sat. Blaine turned him and began to rub his shoulders. "What's wrong, Angel?"

Kurt sighed and relaxed into the touch. "It's stupid."

"No it's not. It's bothering you, so it's important. Now tell me." He gently squeezed Kurt's shoulders in support, returning to the gentle massage.

"It's my Literature class. It's mandatory, but it's... They're mean to me, Blaine!" He folded his arms and slouched, breathing out in a huff.

"Go on."

"Well..." Kurt hadn't actually expected to get this far. It was so stupid to care so much. But then, Blaine always was the sweet one. Of course he would listen. "It's... We have these groups for the final, and nobody likes my ideas. They... They shoot down everything I say, and then if I do anything, they just insult it and..." Kurt breathed deeply, huffing out through his nose. He looked down, the foolishness of what he'd just said making him blush. "It's stupid. I told you."

Blaine pulled him in for a tight, cramped hug, squeezing the air out of Kurt's lungs. "Oh, Angel! I totally understand!" He kissed Kurt's cheek, grinning from ear-to-ear. "It's hard not to knock their pretentious, obnoxious, know-it-all smirks right off their faces! Angel, I know exactly how you feel, it's not stupid, it's normal." Blaine pressed his nose into the side of Kurt's neck, breathing in deeply, as if inhaling Kurt. "I love you so much." He smiled into the delicate flesh.

Kurt leaned back his head and kissed Blaine's lips softly. "Thank you for understanding... Scamp." Kurt pecked him and took off down the hall towards their bedroom. "Kuurt!" He whined, "I told you not to call me thaaat! That's not even where yours is frooommm!" He ran after him, all thoughts of school work and hurt feelings behind them.

-MEOW-
Short Drabble is short!
Ten points to your House if you know where the nicknames come from, and why Blaine hates his!
Much Love!