Hello all my fellow Klaine Lovers! The idea for this fan fiction just popped into my head one day and I really wanted to bring it out into writing! I really hope you all enjoy! And please review and rate, it would be really appreciated because I'd just love to hear all your opinions!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters! They are all property of the one and only Ryan Murphy and Fox Copyrights!
Chapter 1:
Kurt Hummel left the passenger seat of Mercedes Jones's car with his head down. He had kept on a good face through out the whole car ride but now that he was finally alone with his heavy feet dragging himself along through the halls of Dalton as he was advancing towards the dorm room he shared with his best friend, Blaine Anderson he felt everything that had happened catching up with him. As he came closer and closer to the dorm room he let the much needed emotional release take him over. His eyes started to tear up as he heard the click of the dorm room door as he opened it. He felt a slight feeling of relief as the tears now started rolling down his face. Blaine wasn't here; he wouldn't have to try to put on a strong face to impress him. He had just had the most terrifying experience today and all he really wanted to do was sob. He dropped his bag down next to his bed before he slid onto the bed and curled himself up in a ball with his back against the bare wall on his right side of his neatly tucked in bed. He then let out a trembling sob as he closed his tear filled eyes and let the tears and emotions take over as the memories of the day bombarded his every thought.
The day had started off pleasant as he greeted Blaine that morning. He greeted Blaine every morning not only because Blaine was his best friend but because God damnit he was so madly in love with him. He just hoped every morning that one day Blaine would not just greet but he would tell him he loved Kurt just as much but he could only dream of that day because it never seemed to happen. After the usual early morning talk with Blaine he left with Mercedes and Rachel to stock up on their spring wardrobes. Himself, Rachel, And Mercedes had just walked out of America Apparel when Karofsky and his gang noticed the three of them. Mercedes and Rachel then left to use the bathroom asking Kurt if he wanted to come along but he refused. He didn't think much of the offer at the moment but God now did he wish he had taken it.
As Kurt stood idly texting Blaine as he waited for Mercedes and Rachel to return, Karofsky had approached him with hate in eyes and he talked to Kurt as he snickered, "Hey Pixie". Kurt got red as Kaorfsky and his gang laughed and started to advance on him. Kurt retorted as Karosky and the rest stood before him, but with voice just low enough so only Karofsky could interpret it, "Well at least I'm not a scared little boy who can't accept himself for what he truly is". Karofsky's eyes widened as he heard Kurt say this, for he seemed to pick up on the fact that Kurt was referring to the kiss that he had forced upon him all those months ago in the men's locker room at McKinley. Karofsky felt his face flush and he let out a low growl like a provoked, raged animal as he grabbed Kurt by the collar of his polo.
Kurt let out a panicked yelp as Karofsky grabbed at him and gagged a bit as Karofsky lifted him clear off the ground. Panicked, Kurt struggled to set himself free so his hands flew to Karofsky's trying to pry open the terrible, hard grasp that Karofsky had upon him. He felt the terrible sensation of pure fear and the feeling of air being blocked from his lungs. He choked out tears as Karofsky shook him by the collar harshly and said with a harshness to his voice, "You're lucky this time Lady Boy, you're lucky that we're in a public scenario.. Because believe me next time I see you, you better be ready to feel the living crap beaten out of your faggy ass!". Karofsky saw a security guard advancing from the corner of his eye so he dropped Kurt right then and there on the hard tile styled flooring right on Kurt's ass before himself and the others made a run for it.
The security guard walked up to Kurt with concern written upon his face but Kurt refused to tell the security guard anything about what happened because he knew it would just fuel Karofsky's hate. As Rachel and Mercedes returned they could tell that Kurt had been through something terrible but he kept his mouth shut and refused to let a soul know of the encounter which had shaken him so terribly.
So now here he was on his bed sobbing with uncontrollable tears staining his soft cheeks. His sobs grew louder as time passed. His sobs had grown so loud that he didn't even notice the clicking sound of the dorm room door opening. Blaine stopped in the doorway as he heard the immense sobs coming from Kurt's side of the room. Blaine quietly closed the door before setting his own bag down on his bed. Blaine approached Kurt's bed and sat down on the edge of it as he watched with sad eyes as Kurt sobbed. Kurt was too consumed in his own sobbing to even notice the other boy's body settle down on the edge of the bed.
Blaine gently laid his hand on Kurt's side and as Kurt felt the heat of Blaine's applied hand he jumped up a bit as he finally came to the realization he was no longer alone. Blaine was so distraught by just the sight of Kurt's trembling body and the sound of Kurt's escaping sobs of sorrow he felt his own tears tug at his eyes. Blaine asked softly, "Kurt.. You Alright?". Kurt could not force himself to let out a peep so he just shook his head. Blaine knew he had to do something; he needed to comfort his best friend, that's what friends were for. Blaine then without even a second's hesitation gently laid himself down from his sitting position next to Kurt's trembling figure and pulled him into his arms. Kurt was surprised by the sudden warmth that enveloped him as the curly haired teen pulled him into his arms. Kurt's sobs started to diminish slowly his trembling body started to calm itself after spending just a few minutes settling in Blaine's strong, broad arms. Just being held by the only boy he'd ever been so madly in love with seemed to calm him down.
Kurt felt a small tingling sensation as Blaine leaned his head against the back of his neck. And as Blaine asked, "You feeling a bit better now?", his hot breath against Kurt's neck seemed to soothe him. Blaine really hoped this closeness had helped make Kurt feel better at least slightly, He hated seeing Kurt like this; it engulfed him in a feeling of his own personal sadness and it filled him with a feeling of undeniable hate towards whoever could have done this to make Kurt so upset, so vulnerable. Blaine could sill hear sniffling coming from Kurt so he gently started stroking Kurt's soft brown hair with his hand. Kurt on usual occasion would slap away any hand that tampered with his hair but this feeling of Blaine's hand going through his hair just felt so tantalizing. Blaine then said softly to Kurt as he continued to stroke Kurt's hair, "You know if you ever need to talk about it.. I'll always be here for you".
Kurt nodded a bit in response and turned his head a bit so he could see his comfort, so he could see the face of the boy of whom he loved so dearly. He wanted to talk to Blaine about it, he really did, so he said quietly, "It was Karofsky…", he paused as he felt a sob building up and he continued as he struggled to hold the sob back, "he..- he harassed me today..". He didn't want to go into full detail especially since he had just started to calm down. Blaine felt a sudden strong hate towards Karofsky flare up within him as he heard Kurt mention the name. Blaine stated with a feeling of bitterness, "Karofsky is just a homophobic animal..!", he then said softly as he nuzzled his nose gently into the back of Kurt's neck, "He just can't see how truly amazing you are Kurt".
Kurt felt his heart pound as Blaine said that to him. Did Blaine really just say that to him? Or was it all just his imagination?
Blaine then sat up pulling Kurt up along with him. Hours had gone by as they had their tender moment together. The clock on Kurt's bedside read, '11:00 PM'. Blaine said softly though unwilling to let Kurt go, "You should get some sleep, okay..?" . Kurt nodded and said quietly in reply as he was longing for Blaine to just stay by his side," Okay". Blaine quietly slid himself off the bed and stood in front of Kurt's figure which was now in an upright sitting position on the bed. He took in Kurt's features; his beautiful glazs eyes, his soft brown hair of which Blaine just wanted to run his hands through all night, his soft, light complexion, and last but not least those perfect light pink lips.
Kurt was perfect, he was perfect in every single way was all that Blaine could think to sum up Kurt at that moment. Blaine knew there was still more comfort that he needed to give Kurt so without thinking he gently pressed his lips to Kurt's. As Blaine kissed Kurt's lips for that perfect little millisecond he whispered softly against Kurt's lips, "Good night".
Kurt's heart was racing a mile a second and his eyes were wide with pleasant surprise as Blaine pulled away from him and he said softly to Blaine before he left his bedside, "Good night, Blaine". Kurt smiled as he laid himself back down on his side to sleep with a feeling of pure bliss in his heart. That was the most passionate, perfect, most beautiful little moment he had ever felt in his whole entire life. When Kurt was aware that Blaine was on his end of the room he whispered softly before his eyes fluttered closed, "I love you, Blaine".
Blaine's own heart was racing as he lay down in his own bed. That moment with Kurt was just beautiful, absolutely perfect. Blaine couldn't believe it took him this long to realize he wanted Kurt; he wanted to be with Kurt. Blaine then whispered softly as he longed to be on Kurt's bed beside him, "I love you Kurt".