Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters in it but I do own this storyline fully.
A/N: Hola, readers! For what happened to my previous story, I'm really sorry it was deleted because my laptop was spoilt and everything was restarted so my dad had to repair it. Meanwhile, when my laptop was away for service, I did some thinking and planning for a better storyline than the previous one. Well, for me it seems to be a better story plot than the previous one so, yeah. I found it. This consists of a gay!Blaine and a straight!Kurt so you pretty much get it now what will be featured in this story. Title will remain the same.
Love Is Easy
Chapter 1
"Step out at once, Dylan!" Blaine's voice echoed through the now silent classroom, trying to keep his patience going but to no avail.
Blaine glared at his handsome, brown-haired student while he groaned silently, the little boy stepping out towards Blaine while the atmosphere in the room came back to life. Blaine sat at his teacher's chair while Dylan crept behind him, putting on an innocent look.
"Tell me what's wrong, Dylan."
Dylan shook his head as he eyed his swinging legs. He is too decent-looking for 8 years old, sometimes it left Blaine wondering how does his parents look like. Yes, Blaine never did call his parents to come down. Yes, he was a good student. But this week has been terrible and Blaine suspected something to be going on – whether in school or off school. The little boy had been vandalizing school property, not handing in homework on time, and teasing his classmates – which were his recent one.
"It's fine, Dylan, you can tell me anything at all," Blaine assured, trying to be slightly softer towards the trembling little boy while giving a small rub on the little boy's forearm.
Dylan still kept quiet as he avoids contact with Blaine. He shook Blaine's empathy off a little softly as he distant himself away.
"Alright, go back to your seat. We'll talk later, instead."
"N-No, I can't go home late…" Dylan finally spoke up, a slight tremble exposed in his tiny voice.
Discovering that this was the chance to find out more, Blaine decided to ask, "Why not?"
Dylan shook his head once again as he silently regretted telling his teacher. Sometimes, talking to a little kid feels like talking to a complete stone. They won't even move until you touch them, or in this case, make them talk. Blaine had been involved in these things since he was an elementary school teacher, and all of them were the same – except for Dylan. He knew something was up with this boy. There's some period when he was a really nice and outgoing boy, but at some times, he decided to throw unnecessary tantrums in class which made Blaine eager to find out why. Whatever it is, Blaine knows that someday, he had to call his parents down to talk about this.
"Okay, we'll talk when you're feeling alright," Blaine smiled at the cowering little kid while he patted his head, "Go back to your seat now."
Dylan forced a small, crooked smile as he walked back towards the end of the class. Blaine pitied the little boy. He had no friends, his knowledge isn't that great and he seems to have a huge problem at home. Nonetheless, he still tried his best to help his student.
After what seems like forever teaching a couple of Math sums to his class, he glanced at the back area to catch Dylan scribbling on the wall beside him. He stopped rambling on, sighed as he decided to leave him for a while more till the bell rings, noting the end of school. After 10 minutes, the bell went off and Dylan immediately stood up from his seat and dashed outside. Blaine thought he could have a small talk with him while they walked together but it seems like he was in a complete rush. After the classroom was completely empty, Blaine caught sight of the scribbling done by Dylan before shuffling his way towards it. He looked slowly at the doodle before gasping loudly.
A pair of couple lying on a bed with a little boy crying by the side.
What does that mean, Blaine doesn't know. He decided to clean the mess up before going back home, halfway thinking that he should call his parents down the next day. In 5 minutes, he managed to make the wall crystal clean and he proceeded to his vehicle to get home. While driving, he decided to text message Dylan's parents before realizing that he doesn't own his family's number. He called the office's receptionist for Dylan's number before getting a respond in less than a minute. He then decided to text immediately.
(2:15 pm) Good afternoon, Mr Hummel. I'm Dylan's teacher, Mr Anderson, and it would be great if you could come down tomorrow at 2 for several reasons. Thank you. (Blaine)
Blaine shoved his phone to the passenger's seat as he focused on driving, hesitantly waiting for tomorrow to come by since it will be the first time he talked to Dylan's guardian.
(2:30 pm) Is he doing something wrong in school? And I will come down if I have to, Mr A, thanks for the notice. (Kurt)
The next morning, Blaine wore his black and white vest with a short white innings as he sped off to school, fearing another tiring day at school. It was Thursday and what he could think of constantly is weekends.
Dylan was laying his head down when Blaine entered the classroom. Blaine sighed as he gathered everyone to greet one another. Unusual, Dylan took his own sweet time to stand up. They exchanged greetings as Blaine proceeded to lessons. Dylan was behaving slightly better today, probably knowing that his father will have to come down that afternoon. Blaine gave an encouraging smile at Dylan as he diverts his attention to another place. Blaine managed to teach the class without a single trouble that day and it seems like his day is going to get better and better if this continues. Soon enough, the bell rang at 1:30 and everyone dash out, except for Dylan. Blaine had told him the second time that day to stay back and he obediently followed. He told Dylan to come forward, as Dylan immediately spoke up.
"Mr Anderson, could you cancel the meeting? My daddy couldn't come, for sure, he's in the hospital," Dylan said softly that Blaine could barely hear a thing without scooting nearer.
"But he said he could, yesterday," Blaine scrunched his nose.
"He's in the hospital with mom! Both of them are sick! You can't force them to come here, Mr Anderson!" Dylan cried out, "Besides, I'm really good today, Mr Anderson, it wouldn't be fair!"
Then it occurs to Blaine. The drawing yesterday, it must have been Dylan's parents. But it confused him – if his parents couldn't come down, then who would?
"Bubba!" Dylan shouted out, moving his gaze towards the door of the classroom.
Blaine spun around, locking his eyes with a glasz colored eyes that belongs to a tall, average sized man with a stylish scarf around him. His hair was tousled in a way that makes him even more attractive. He flashed a grateful smile at Blaine as a blonde lady appeared behind him. Wow, who are these people? The couple looked slightly too young to be Dylan's parents.
"Afternoon, Mr Anderson," Mr Hummel called out, taking a step into the classroom.
"Oh, good afternoon, Mr and Mrs Hummel, come in, take a seat," Blaine smiled at the pair.
This couple was seriously good-looking – probably answered his mystery on how decent-looking Dylan is. And the wonderful yet queer thing is, Dylan look so much like his dad.
"Err, actually, I'm Ms Caverly. Not a Hummel. Yet," the lady grinned as she took Mr Hummel's hand in hers, "And just call me Kallista. My boyfriend here is Kurt."
"Yeah, yeah sure," Blaine forced a confused smile.
Boyfriend?
"And to make things uncomplicated, Dylan here is my younger brother, not my son," Kurt smiled, sensing Blaine's confusion but the smile soon deformed into a sad, forced smile, "My parents are both sick, so I had to come down."
Blaine grinned again at the both of them before speaking up – still half confused about their relations with Dylan.
"So, Dylan here has been behaving quite, abnormally, if that's the word, these days," Blaine glanced at Dylan to see him pouting and folding his arms, looking back at him, "And I'm wondering if I could help him in any ways possible in school."
Kurt eyed his little brother protectively while brainstorming as Blaine eyed Kurt, mesmerized by how a normal human being who just walked into his classroom could look like a male model from Vogue. Blaine shook the thought off as Kurt began to speak.
"Can we talk," Kurt asked, eyeing Kallista and Dylan,"…alone?"
At once, Kallista grabbed Dylan and brought him outside. Kurt cleared his throat as he looked at Blaine.
"He's a really smart, handsome and good-mannered boy," Kurt said with a sad smile, "It's just that, his parents were stricken with cancer, both of them, and the doctors told me it's really within seconds that they might be gone."
"He knew something about this, since he was there when the doctors said, but whenever he asked me about it, me and Kallista decided to change the subject. We can't let him know."
Blaine nodded his head pitifully as he listened word by word.
"So, he's probably in some sort of dilemma about this and by the sound of his voice every day after school, I think he pretty much hate school. He told me before, he had no friends, his grades dropped a lot, and he said the only best thing in school that could make him smile for once is you, Mr Anderson."
That made Blaine's heart jumped. He didn't expect Dylan to speak that highly of him. He thought he would just grumble to his brother or parents about how naggy he was but everything was the opposite. He silently thanked Dylan as he continued listening to Kurt.
"So, Mr Anderson-"
"No, it's fine, just call me Blaine. It will do."
"Right. So, Blaine, if you could do me a favor, please continue your watch out for me. He's an innocent kid, but he really needs guidance every second right now. We wouldn't know what he could do. He bottles up his feelings most of the time."
"I will, Kurt. And thanks for your time. It really means a lot," Blaine smiled as he took out Dylan's report card, "Here's his report. It's not really pleasant, but since I found out about what happened, I think I could try and manage his studies this time round."
"Thanks a lot, Blaine, like, a lot. And thanks for being the only support Dylan could have in school," Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand as he shook it firmly.
Blaine couldn't help but to realize that Kurt's eyes were the most beautiful thing in the room right now. Shining and bright, just like a diamond. Kurt's dragging of chair snapped Blaine out of his trance before he quickly stood up, walking towards the couple. He saw Kurt hugging Dylan tightly as he proceeded to kiss Kallista. The trio looked so happy, Blaine felt awkward to ruin it.
"Give your teacher a hug, Dylan. You know he loves you too," Kurt whispered to Dylan but to Blaine it seems like an exclamation.
Blaine squatted down as he pulled Dylan into a daddy-like hug. Dylan snuggled into Blaine's chest as Kurt smiled down at them as he sensed the love in the teacher-student relationship. By the talk he had with Dylan, he knew that Blaine loved Dylan and is willing to do anything to help him – and that made Kurt the most grateful guardian. Blaine looked up from the hug as he sensed sadness in Kurt's eyes. He knew that Kurt was trying his very best to keep Dylan out of negative things and to make the best out of him. And that pleases Blaine quite enough. After some goodbyes, Blaine waved at the family as he smiled to himself. Not only he created a new friendship, he also gained trust from his one and only troubled student. Weirdly enough, Blaine felt more thrilled to start a new day at work every day from the moment he hugged his student.
Blaine knew there's still more interesting things that are going to happen this school year.
A/N: Hey! Please review this first chapter! There's still gonna be more blooming and fights and heartbreaks and longer chapters and fluff, of course. So please stay tune! It's gonna be an awesome ride, I promise! Oh, and I'll be updating this every Glee Day (if possible).
For your information:
Kristen Bell plays as Kallista Caverly.
Max Charles plays as Dylan Hummel.
Chris Colfer plays as Kurt Hummel.
Darren Criss plays as Blaine Anderson.
