Author's note: Ok, so this was originally part of a multi chapter fic, but I sort of abandoned that. It's only part of a chapter, but it was my favorite part of the whole fic. I read through it and it makes sense out of context of the other story. I didn't change anything. Bold is text messages.

Takes place right after the Karofsky kiss. This is sort of what I like to think happened.

Help! Flashed on the screen of Blaine's phone. It had been less than a week since they met.

Quickly, Blaine texted Kurt back, What's wrong?

Can you come to Lima. I need to see you.

Blaine was already walking, no running. What if something really bad had happened to Kurt? I'm on my way.

Blaine didn't care that he would be missing Warbler practice. They could get by without them for a day. Wes would get over it. Blaine drove as fast as he would let himself. There was no time to waste.

Once Blaine got to Lima, he realized he didn't know where Kurt was. Where do you want me to meet you? He texted.

I'm at WMHS right now.

Another text appeared a second later, Specifically the choir room.

The high school wasn't far from where he was, so Blaine made it there in minutes. A couple more minutes, and he found the choir room. "Kurt?" He called. Praying that he was OK.

"Blaine? Is that you?" Kurt's head poked out from behind the piano. It had been pushed up against a wall, with only a small space between it and the adjacent wall. A perfect hiding place for anyone who could squeeze in there.

"Kurt, what happened?" Blaine came over and sat in front of Kurt. "Kurt. You can tell me. It's OK." He had no idea what had happened. All Blaine wanted was for Kurt to feel better.

"The Neanderthal. H-h-he- I did what you said and confronted him. I called him out. But, He-he kissed me." The last words were barely audibly. But Blaine understood. Kurt did what he had said. And it didn't turn out well.

"Kurt. I'm so sorry. I never wanted anything like this to happen." He had to know that.

"Blaine. Stop. It's not your fault."

"I still want to make it up to you. How about I come back tomorrow, during school, and we can talk to him. Together."

Kurt nodded. He was still in shock from what had happened. "Yeah, that seems good."

"Do you want me to drive you home?" Blaine had no idea how long Kurt had been sitting there like that, but it really didn't look comfortable.

"No." He said, shaking his head. "I'm fine here."

"Kurt. Really?" Blaine asked.

He nodded again.

"Fine, then I'm saying here until you're ready." There was no way Blaine was just going to leave Kurt here alone. Especially not after what had just happened.

"You don't have to do that."

"I know. But I'm going to." Blaine found himself just staring at Kurt. Struck by his beauty. Kurt had his head against the wall, his eyes closed. His hair was slightly messed up, and hung in his face, just the tiniest bit. Time seemed to stop existing. It was just them and for the time being nothing mattered but this boy in front of him.

Author's note: Tell me what you think.