I don't know where this came from... I don't even know when it's set! I just wrote and it's 11pm and so this us probably really bad but I had to write something. Hoping it isn't too bad. Enjoy!

No one really cared. Sure, people pretended but no one really cared. Why would they? They have their own life to live. Without the weight of Blaine dragging them down. He pretended he was fine. He was. He had Sam to talk to. But no one was really Kurt. And he had no chance of talking to him. Because they'd just fallen out yet again. All Blaine could do was mess everything up. In all honesty, he was alone. No one understood him. It was just like his life before Dalton, all over again. It wasn't fair. Why him? Well, he could answer that himself. Because he was worthless. And now, here he was, wandering through New York. On his own. And although he knew he could talk to Sam, Sam wouldn't understand. He wouldn't understand because all he can think about is how unacceptable he was. All the bullying he ran from. The bullying he tried to face, transferring to McKinley. Why was he thinking about it? He wasn't really sure.

He felt his phone start vibrating in his coat pocket and pulled it out. He froze when he saw the caller ID. Kurt. Well, what was he to do? Leave it? He couldn't do that. So he accepted it and put his phone to his ear.

"Blaine. Come home. We need to talk."

Well, he couldn't deny Kurt. He never could. "Why?"

"Because I can tell something's wrong. Come back."

And that was how he found himself stood in the middle of their apartment, shivering still from being in the winter wind for so long.

"Come here." Kurt said, watching him from the couch.

"Why?" Blaine asked, barely audible.

"You're going to tell me what's wrong. You've been really quiet and just lost it earlier. I want to know what you're hiding."

So it all came out. All the fears of the old bullies, the Sadie Hawkins incident, the newer bullies. How he just couldn't escape it. There was at least one person who couldn't accept him ANYWHERE he went. He slouched when he'd finished a weight lifted off his shoulders.

Kurt just put his arms around him, pulling him close.

"I'm sorry." Blaine apologised.

"Why? What for?" Kurt asked, pulling away a little to look at him.

"I just had a massive rant and you probably don't-"

"If you dare say I probably don't care, I will kill you. Of course I care. You're my fiancé. I want to know everything about you. And I know you know that."

Blaine just sighed in response.

"And as for all of the bullies, they're gone. They're all too stupid to make it out of Lima meanwhile we're here in New York where we're actually accepted. I know exactly what you mean, I was the same. But you'll get through this barrier. I know you will. And I'm going to be with you every step of the way."

Blaine looked up at Kurt.

"I promise."

Blaine nodded slowly, letting all of it sink in. All he could do at that moment though was to curl up against Kurt's chest and pray he was right.

Well, it's now midnight. Well done, me. There goes an early night! Anyways, hope this wasn't too bad. Review? Pretty please?