Have you ever had that content feeling? Where absolutely nothing hurts? Where

you feel as though nothing could EVER bring you down? Well if you haven't, I

feel sorry for you.. Because I felt it today and it was beautiful. Today I

finally knew what it felt like to be genuinely happy. There was no forced smile,

no suppressed feelings.. nothing. It was so natural and careless that it didn't

feel real. But it was. His arms wrapped around me as we went over every single

detail of that day at school.. You know, that time in the locker room with that

Neanderthal? I told him every single dirty detail.. And even when the tears

rolled down my cheek he didn't look away... he just kept his gorgeous hazel eyes

on mine. I stared right back at him, a bit dumbfounded to be honest.. why wasn't

he completely turned away by my blotchy skin and bloodshot eyes? Clearly the man

was a saint.

It may have been the snug way I fit into his arms and the way my head filled the

nook of his neck that made my heart sing. Or maybe it was just the way he looked

at me. I didn't want to leave him. I never want to leave him.. but it's the sad

realization that I have to leave in a few hours that brings out the more

intimate parts of our night.

Now, see that gutter your mind seemed to make it's way to? Bring it back up

because that's not the way it is with us. Hello, this is not some tacky rap

music video about love that is really all about sex. No, not at all.

Anyway, when we both realized that I had to leave shortly, he straightened his

posture and took both of my quivering hands in his own. He looked me square in

the eyes and said one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard.

"You know, Kurt.. I know cliche isn't exactly part of your persona, but I- you

need to know that things will get better for you. You're hands down one of the most

amazing, endearing people that I have ever met. Dave is just a shy, ignorant,

intolerable asshole.. And even though what he did to you was beyond imagineable,

he's not worth your worrying. You stood up to him.. you stood up to a bully

which is more that I could ever say myself-"

He paused then, a small smile graced his face, but his expression was pained.

Blaine moved his calloused fingers through my hair and stared into my eyes.

Hell, the man was staring into my SOUL as I tried to thing of a tangible reply.

"- you don't have to say anything, doll. I just need you to process what I just

told you. You need to push out any negative energy and try to look on the bright

side. Because when you do, you will realize how.. beautiful you are."

"But, Blaine... wh-what happens if I don't see it?" the insecure, gay, soprano

singing teenager would ask that and ruin a perfectly good momen-

Blaine reached out and brought his hand to my face, running his thumb along my

jawline. He simply smiled and leaned in, so close in fact that his sweet breath

caressed my lips.

"Then I will show you, Kurt." ... And with that, my lips were pressed against Blaine's.

Hey! This is my first Klaine Fan Fic.. hope it's alright! I'm not sure if I'm going to continue this or not, I mean- I guess it all depends on the reviews. But it's super short and just a little drabble. I literally wrote this half asleep, but I got a mental image and I just needed to let it play out. Go easy on me!