Last period was cut short that day so everybody could go to homeroom at the end of the day, where report cards were to be distributed. Kurt looked at his nervously. He never got anxious about grades, but if he didn't have a passing grade in Spanish, he was off the Cheerios. No more title of captain, no more beautiful uniform, and no more cheering. Worst of all, his popularity would plummet.
Since he and Blaine started going out, he did lose a lot of his fake friends and he was no where near as popular as he once was, but he still was fairly well respected around the school. He wasn't ready to lose all of that for a stupid Spanish grade. Granted, he and Blaine had actually started studying together a lot more, and Blaine actually made sure he got his homework done, and he started actually passing the tests, but he was still nervous.
He shakily held the envelope in his hand. He didn't open it yet. He just tucked it into his bag. When the bell rang, he went to his locker, looking down. He was still so incredibly nervous. He was met by a smiling Blaine.
"Hey you." Kurt said softly.
"Hey you. Did you pass?" Blaine asked. He knew how much anxiety Kurt had been feeling over the report card.
"I didn't open it yet." Kurt told him, eyeing his bag.
"You have to!" Blaine insisted.
"I'm nervous." Kurt told him.
"I'm sure you're passing! I mean, we worked so hard together and your test scores are getting a lot better." Blaine tried to encourage.
Kurt sighed and looked bag at his bag again. He nodded. "Okay, but stand here with me while I open it."
"Of course." Blaine said gently.
Kurt reached into his bag and held the yellow envelope in his hand. He slowly opened it and pulled the paper out. His eyes skimmed down the plethora of grades, mostly C's. And then he saw it, an 81. He had an 81 in Spanish! It was one of his better grades. The class that he was afraid of failing was now one of the best! His smile widened and he didn't even think as he threw his arms around Blaine and pulled him in for a tight hug.
"You did well I guess?" Blaine asked, laughing a bit as he hugged Kurt back.
Kurt pulled away slowly and nodded. "I got a B! A fucking B, Blaine!"
"No way!" Blaine exclaimed happily.
"Yes! Oh my gosh. It's all thanks to you." Kurt was still grinning.
"You're welcome, but you worked so hard." Blaine answered. He was smiling proudly at his boyfriend.
"Still, I don't even know how to thank you. Maybe, today after practice, I can come over your house…" Kurt trailed off, smiling.
"Maybe you should." Blaine answered, smiling slyly.
"But we're not playing Lord of the Rings in the background." Kurt warned, chuckling.
"But…" Blaine started whining. He sighed. "Fine, but then you really have to find a way to thank me."
"Trust me, I think I know how." Kurt smirked.
He gave Blaine another hug and said goodbye. He went to practice and told Santana excitedly about his grades. When Sue asked, he nearly shoved them in her face. He was so pleased with himself. A few of the girls joked about how they should start sleeping with smarter people if they wanted to get better grades. Kurt was a good sport about it though, he just laughed. Practice was torture, but he had Blaine's house to look forward to.