Chapter One
It had been three weeks since Blaine had transferred to Mckinley, and loved it. He missed his friends but he was rapt that he could see Kurt every day.
Blaine loved Kurt. He didn't think he had ever felt this way about someone before, and never thought that he would. But here he was, alongside the love of his life, about to tackle the world together. It gave him butterflies in his tummy, and a smile spread across his face.
As he and Kurt were walking towards English, they waved to Santana and Brittany and talked happily. Kurt eyed Karofsky and Azimino walking towards them, holding slushies. Before he had time to react he was met with a cold, icy liquid, drenching his top half, and felt the thick slush ooze down his back and into places he'd rather not think about.
Kurt looked over at Blaine and saw him wiping at his eyes. He felt bad for Blaine. He loved him with all his heart and it broke him to see him so humiliated. Blaine shouldn't have to deal with this; it wasn't his battle to fight; it was Kurt's.
Kurt had been the one who (unintentionally) provoked Karofsky and fuelled his rage towards Kurt. Besides the fact that Blaine was gay and was Kurt's boyfriend, Blaine had nothing to do with it, and Kurt wouldn't let Karofsky hurt him.
As Karofsky and Azimino left, they were left alone in the corridor, except for the many people moving around them, but Kurt couldn't see them. He just saw Blaine. "C'mon Blaine, let's get cleaned up."
Blaine looked up at him with squinting eyes and they headed towards the bathroom. Before they entered, Kurt ran to his locker and grabbed a few hand towels and some spare clothes for Blaine and himself. Kurt opened the bathroom door and they walked inside, grabbing two chairs from the corner and placed them under two sinks. As Kurt had done this before, he directed Blaine to the chair, as Blaine could barely see, and sat him down. He turned the tap on and started rinsing the slushie out of Blaine's hair.
Blaine just shut his eyes. Kurt handed him a towel and while Kurt thoroughly rinsed his hair, Blaine wiped the towel over his facing, turning the white towel a shade of purple. "I'm so sorry about this Blaine."
Blaine smiled and reached out his free hand to Kurt. "I know. It's okay, I'm just not used to it I guess."
Kurt looked down at the boy he loved, covered in purple slushie. "Don't worry Blaine. I won't let Karofsky do that to you again. You've done nothing to deserve it."
Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes. "Yeah well you didn't do anything to deserve it either."
Kurt laughed. "It's okay Blaine. Karofsky is a knuckle head and as you know he has made it his mission to make my life hard. But you have nothing to do with this!"
Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand. "I don't care if I get a slushie facial every day. I am going to stick up for you Kurt; I am as much involved in this as you. When he tries to hurt you, he's trying to hurt the both of us. But nothing will break us. We will hold our heads high every day and we will make sure he knows that we are strong, and we will fight."
Kurt stared at his boyfriend. "I love you."
Blaine smiled warmly. "I love you more."
Kurt let out a laugh and finished washing the slushie out of Blaine's hair. While Blaine was getting changed, he washed himself off as best as he could. He did a pretty good job; he has had a lot of practice after all.
When they were changed and ready, they smiled at each other and left the bathroom, holding hands as they walked out into the corridor, showing that nothing could break them apart.