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"Blaine!" Kurt called as he walked in the door, "Blainey, where are you boy?!"
A gruff little bark sounded from down the small hallway in front of the door, and Kurt laughed as his black labradoodle came skittering around the corner, sliding slightly on the wooden floor, and bashing his side into the wall before running excitedly to Kurt.
Kurt laughed as Blaine jumped up to him, planting his paws firmly against Kurt's chest and pushing backwards until they both toppled over and Blaine started to sniff and lick excitedly at Kurt's face, his tail wagging madly behind him.
"Ok, ok, alright. Good boy, there's my good boy, come on buddy, get off." Kurt exclaimed almost as excitedly, as the dog quickly released him and he sat up and smiled at him, before reaching for his bag.
As he reached in, Blaine tilted his head to the side and watched with his ears up, and Kurt grinned at him before producing a squeaky doggy toy. He squeaked it at Blaine and he barked in answer, before Kurt threw into the air and Blaine jumped and caught it, wagging his tail happily as Kurt patted his head.
"Hey, Kurt, don't leave me out here with all the groceries, man not cool." Finn's voice floated through from behind the front door, and Blaine barked and wriggled excitedly, as Kurt laughed at the dog's reaction.
"Alright Finn, hang on." Kurt rolled his eyes and took the bag from Finn, just before the dog went crashing into his brother, sending them both stumbling over onto the porch.
Finn laughed loudly as Blaine attacked his face, licking and nuzzling at him.
"I missed you too, buddy." Finn said and let out a loud laugh as Blaine barked loudly as he sat on Finn's stomach.
"I'm just going to call Mrs Havers and ask if she fed Blaine this morning or not." Kurt said as he left the two rolling around playing on the porch and went inside to make the phone call.
Finn was still wrestling with Blaine on the porch, fighting over the new squeaky toy that Kurt had just given him, Blaine whining and growling playfully while he nipped at Finn's shirt trying to get the toy.
Kurt found them resting together, laying over each other out on the porch, it was sunny outside so it was still warm, and he laughed at the sight of them, while he placed a hand on his hip.
"Come on, you two, I'll make us lunch." Kurt laughed out as they scrambled to untangle their limbs and follow him inside.
When Finn left, Kurt and Blaine sat curled up on the couch, watching whatever T.V show Kurt had recorded while he had been away, Blaine dozing slightly on his lap. Kurt was scratching one of Blaine's fluffy ears absent-mindedly, and his eyelids started drooping. Soon enough he was asleep, and Blaine glanced at him before sliding from the couch, stretching lazily and making his way around the house for security.
He sniffed underneath all the doors, and around all the windows. Checked the kitchen, the back door was locked tight and no electricals or gas things were on, so that was good. Safe. The bathroom window was closed, also safe.
Padding back down the small hallway, he heard a couple short breaths and a few steps outside the house, and he lifted his ears and waited. He stood completely still for a second, before eyeing the television that was still on, then his eyes drifted over Kurt still sleeping on the couch, before returning his attention to the door.
'Who's there!?' he demanded in his own head, as he crept closer to the door, but his ears perked up when he heard the footsteps moving away.
He looked back over to Kurt, before looking up at the front door, it was locked, and there wasn't any windows open around the place. His security work done for the night he leapt back onto the couch and slumped over Kurt's midsection, huffing a little when one of Kurt's arms landed across his back.
Kurt had work in the morning, so Blaine made sure he woke him up when he heard Kurt's alarm clock from the bedroom, licking his face until Kurt sputtered awake. He barked excitedly as he followed his frantic owner around the small house, flitting about nervously as he got ready, Blaine playing his excitable shadow.
Kurt had just about remembered to put a bowl of fresh water on the floor and a bowl of healthy dog-friendly pancakes for Blaine before bending to kiss the dog's fluffy head and shouting "Bye" as he rushed out of the door.
After Blaine had finished his pancakes, without honey, Kurt forgot but he didn't blame him, he was a little frazzled this morning.
So, now Blaine had to find something to do all day, while he waited for Kurt to get home. He walked around the whole house slowly, before deciding to drag the fan into the middle of the living room, and turn it on, sitting in front of it and letting the breeze wash over his face.
After that he moved to the DVR, pushing the on button with his nose and waiting for it to play the disk inside. His lips curled into a doggy grin when the beat started. He found his love for Broadway musicals when he had started living with Kurt, his owner and his friends played them all the time, although he preferred Kurt singing them.
He bopped his head slightly as the song played, he couldn't sing along but he liked it, his tail was swishing along with the beat, wiggling his butt lightly as he walked back around the room.
Blaine was a tiny 9 week old pup when he had first seen Kurt's face. He was like an angel and he had looked down at Blaine with such a happy smile that Blaine's tiny little heart exploded in love for this human. And then he had seen Finn's face next, with just as big a grin on his kind face, and Blaine's tail had started wagging before Kurt had even attempted to pick him up, he knew he was going home with this one.
As Blaine grew he realised just how different Kurt was from other people, he treated Blaine more like a friend than a pet, which he loved. Blaine's intelligence grew the more Kurt spoke to him, he could I understand him, really understand him. He wanted to converse back, but he could only bark and whine, but Kurt seemed to understand him by that anyway.
Kurt also liked male company. Blaine wasn't expecting that, but he didn't care, he still loved his owner. Kurt called Jason his boyfriend, but Blaine didn't really like him, he caught a certain vibe from him that made a growl build in his gut.
Not safe.
But Blaine couldn't speak, so he just continued to watch and listen.
He hopped up onto the coffee table when the next song came on, doing his little doggy feet side shuffle, and then huffed out a laugh at his own dance moves, before wriggling his butt around. He tippy toed and then launched himself over onto the couch, bouncing slightly and then rolling around onto it, sliding off onto the floor into another roll and disappeared underneath the table.
He darted over to press the off button on the fan, and then lay on the couch for a while just listening to the music.
Eventually he got bored and turned the DVR off again, before wandering into the kitchen and walking slowly out of his doggy door. The sun was bright now, and there was a cat walking across his fence. The neighbour's menace of a pet. He kept scaring the birds away from the bird feeder that Kurt had hung on the tree in the yard.
Blaine growled a little as he saw the cat eyeing the birds in the branches of the tree and he growled and lunged across the yard, jumping up the fence and barking loudly, scaring the cat off...for now.
Snorting up at the fence lightly, he hopped back onto the grass to roll around for a bit, soaking up the sunshine on his belly, and then lay in the sun's rays for a little bit.
A car horn beeping woke him up, and he bolted upright, shaking the sleep off. Oops, he hadn't meant to fall asleep. The darn cat was on the fence again, he ran over to it and barked and shook the fence, knocking the ginger tabby off of it's perch. His doggy face smirked with satisfaction at that and he turned to go back inside the house, noting how the sun had dipped behind the tree in the yard and that meant it was nearly time for Kurt to come home and take him for a walk.
He slipped back in his doggy door and drank his fill of water, before he wandered around the house again and decided to chew on his squeaky toy until he heard keys jingling against the door. He perked up a little at that but then his ears lowered as he heard and smelt Jason's presence too.
As Kurt opened the door, he nearly fell inside and Blaine startled as Jason seemed to be attached to him and pushed him back up against the now closed door, licking and attacking Kurt's face. Blaine's nose slightly wrinkled at the display, it was a sign of affection between humans but it looked a little overwhelming and gross.
Kurt didn't seem to be all that into it, and he looked over at Blaine from over his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Babe, I need to take Blaine for a walk." He told him and tried to escape from underneath his boyfriend, but Jason wouldn't let him move, instead pulling him back.
"Hey, he's a dog, you can take him later or tomorrow, I've missed you too, Kurt." He said as they went back to...kissing...is that what that is?
"But, babe..." Kurt tried again, and Blaine almost wagged his tail in anticipation, but Kurt was sidetracked again as Jason planted small licks and kisses down his neck.
"Please? I just want to spend time with you." Jason drawled out and Blaine felt his hackles bristle slightly when Kurt gave in and they retreated to Kurt's bedroom.
Blaine slumped against the floor, his toy under his chin, as the noises from Kurt's room started to get louder and longer, he grumbled a little as he lay there...forgotten.
After a short while he heard snoring from inside Kurt's bedroom and then his ears perked up as he heard light footsteps coming to the door. He wagged his tail, albeit a bit more subdued as Kurt came out and greeted him for the first time since he had been home. Blaine's tummy gave a growl as he licked over Kurt's hand, and Kurt smiled apologetically at him before walking into the kitchen to fix something for Blaine to eat.
Another thing about Kurt, he never bought dog food. He made meals just like his, only dog-friendly for Blaine. Finn, his father Burt, Finn's girlfriend Rachel, and even Jason had told Kurt it was ridiculous, but Kurt didn't care, he said it made him happy to cook for Blaine and himself.
And Blaine ate everything Kurt made for him, he loved it all. Kurt was an amazing cook.
Kurt spent a good fifteen minutes pulling together ingredients to make Blaine a meal, and after another 10 minutes, he had what looked like a stew simmering away and Blaine's tummy growled as he smelled it.
"Looks like someone's stomach is impatient," Kurt teased him and Blaine whined a little, "I'm cooking as fast as I can."
Blaine pawed impatiently as the stew cooled down a little, and while Kurt was busy buttering a bread roll to go with his own, Blaine started pacing the floor, and Kurt laughed at his impatience.
"Ok, ok, here, but it's hot." Kurt said with a chuckle as he placed the dish down in front of his silly dog, and Blaine licked at it experimentally before taking bigger licks and bites.
Kurt sat at his little table with his own, and it was silent apart from chewing, Kurt smiling happily down as Blaine ate his dinner slowly, seemingly savouring every bite.
After a little while, Blaine had finished his dinner just as Kurt was washing up his bowl, when Jason emerged from the bedroom.
"Did you cook for that dog again?" He asked a little amused and a little accusingly and Blaine didn't like his tone of voice, but Kurt just smiled at him.
"Yes, I made stew, did you want some?" Kurt said as Jason placed his hands on the counter beside Kurt, trapping him in that small space.
"Nah, I'd better get going, have to get up early for work." He said and he placed a quick kiss to Kurt's lips and then with one swift and rough stroke over Blaine's head he disappeared again to get dressed.
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other, and Kurt was sure he felt judgement coming from Blaine's big brown-green eyes.
"What?" He asked the dog lightly and Blaine tilted his head before shaking his head and leaving for the yard again out the doggy door, and Kurt felt like he was being brushed off.
Blaine couldn't help his solemn mood that night. He and Kurt usually went out for a run together at night, after dinner. But tonight they didn't, and it was all Jason's fault.
So Blaine had lay on the floor in front of the couch, with his chin in his paws and ignored Kurt.
The next day was a little better, the sun was shining, and the next door neighbour's cat was no where to be seen, so Blaine had spent the whole morning watching the birds eating out of the feeder. He wished Kurt had been around to see it, he loved birds.
After the sun was highest in the sky, Blaine felt a little too warm so he went back in the house to turn the fan on and sat in front of the nice breeze it created. His tongue hung out of his mouth as the fan cooled him down, and he imagined sticking his head out of Finn's car window, which he had only done once. Kurt didn't have a car.
Blaine started yawning about mid afternoon, so he decided to have a nap.
He woke up to keys in the door again and he shot up off of the couch and ran over to the door, wagging his tail as Kurt pushed it open.
"Hey boy, look what I got you," Kurt said as he held something in his arms, and he dropped his keys into the dish on the stand by the door, and made his way to sit on the couch, "Now, you have to be nice, Bee."
'What is it? It kinda smells like a...'
"I got you a friend!" Kurt said excitedly as he pulled the little kitten out of the blanket.
'Cat!'
Blaine froze for a second, eyeing the small scruffy grey thing in Kurt's hands, before he looked up at Kurt with confused eyes and tilted his head to the side.
"For when I'm not here, at least you'll have someone to play with buddy, huh?" Kurt explained as he held the kitten out for Blaine to sniff, but he didn't catch the hurt in the dog's eyes as he looked away.
Blaine walked backwards until he sat his rump against the far wall, as Kurt placed the kitten on the floor by the couch.
"Ok, be nice Blaine, I'm gonna go and set up a kitty litter box." Kurt said as he went in the kitchen to make a box for the cat.
Blaine watched the kitten make it's way around the floor, sniffing at everything, and then it peed on the floor. Blaine scrunched his nose a little and barked at it, 'Naughty cat!' and made it jump and it went skittering across the floor to hide underneath the television stand.
Blaine internally smirked, at least he could scare it away from him if he needed too.
"Blaine, don't scare him." Kurt admonished as he walked in and then reached underneath the television stand to retrieve the kitten, then petting it soothingly while he walked back into the kitchen.
Even worse for Blaine in the following weeks with the kitten at home, Jason actually adored it. Kurt and Jason decided to call it Bailey, and Blaine tried to keep out of the way when they started playing with it.
Blaine knew he shouldn't be jealous, especially of a cat, but Kurt was forgetting to walk him, or take Blaine to the park, because every time he came home, the kitten had made a mess that he needed to clean up, or it took up so much of his time playing and being cute that Kurt just forgot.
Blaine understood that humans loved cute baby animals, but did that mean that Blaine wasn't cute anymore?
Jason was around more, and he stayed a lot of nights. Kurt, Jason and Bailey all curled up on the couch together watching movies and old T.V shows, Blaine stood over in the corner of the room, watching. He didn't understand, Kurt never seemed to want Jason around before, so why now?
Oh, it's started again, that kissing thing.
Blaine subtly rolled his eyes, as much as he could, and then he walked away.
It went on for weeks, before something drastically changed. Jason wasn't here anymore, and Kurt seemed upset. Bailey didn't seem to care about what his human was going through, stupid cat, but Blaine could feel the anger and sadness coming from Kurt.
He walked slowly over to him, where he had sat on the couch and was breathing heavily into his hands, and placed his nose against the side of Kurt's face. It startled Kurt a little, but then he relaxed with a small laugh as Blaine placed his head underneath his arms and rested his chin against Kurt's knees, and Kurt lay his head on top of his, while wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck.
"Oh Blaine, be glad you're a dog. Men are awful." Kurt whispered to him and Blaine whined in return, trying to comfort his friend the best he could, "You're my good boy."
Blaine whined again as Kurt hugged him, wagging his tail lightly as they sat like that for ages.
Kurt eventually fell into a restless sleep as Blaine continued to watch over him, shooing the cat away every time he tried to wake Kurt up. As the day moved on, and the night drew in, Kurt remained asleep, with Blaine laying by his feet. There was a light rapping on the door, and it disturbed Kurt, Blaine growled a little at being disturbed but Kurt got up and opened the door.
"Kurt, are you ok?" Finn said as he grabbed Kurt into a hug, and as Kurt squeaked out a little in pain, Blaine growled loudly.
Finn and Kurt both stared over at him, where he was laying and watching them from the couch, and Kurt smiled lightly while Finn held up his hands.
"Hey buddy, I'm not gonna hurt him." Finn said in a gentle voice and moved to stroke Blaine, it calmed him that Finn was here too, but Blaine still did not know what Kurt was upset about, "I swear I'll go knock his teeth out for you, Kurt."
"It won't solve anything Finn." Kurt sighed as they both walked into the kitchen, Blaine followed trying to keep up with their conversation.
"You should be pissed off Kurt, angry, you should have called the police." Finn went on and Blaine tilted his head a little, 'Police?'
"It was just a fight, it's over now, I finished it."
'Wait...fight?' Blaine thought as he looked up at Kurt, noticing that he was walking funny and he was standing kind of tilted to the side, and he also had a dark mark around his cheek, 'how did I not notice that before?'
"So he's not coming back?" Finn asked and Blaine glared as Bailey jumped onto the side in front of Kurt, meowing for food.
'There's more important things going on here, cat!' Blaine thought angrily as he watched Kurt put some Kitty biscuits into a bowl for the menace.
"No, he's not." Kurt replied and Finn seemed to deflate a little.
"Ok," Finn said and Blaine whined as he walked towards them both, Kurt staring down at him before realising that Blaine must be hungry too, so he set about making something for him, "Did you want me to stay tonight? Coz I can."
'I'm not hungry Kurt, I'm worried.' Blaine thought, urging Kurt to understand, 'Don't worry about me.'
"No Finn, it's ok." Kurt said with a sigh.
As Kurt set down a dish of dog-friendly meatloaf, that he had made the other day, Blaine sniffed at it before turning his head away and walking over to sit next to Kurt and lick his hand.
"I think someone else is too worried to eat." Finn said with a light chuckle and Blaine thanked him with a light bark, finally someone got it.
Kurt smiled down at Blaine, staring into the big dark eyes that looked up at him, and sensing the worry there. He stroked over Blaine's big fluffy ears lightly.
"Don't worry about me, buddy, I'll be ok with you around." Kurt told the dog and he barked in return.
'Damn right you will.'
After Finn left that night, Kurt and Blaine went into Kurt's room to sleep, Blaine curled up at the bottom of Kurt's bed, listening to the light snoring coming from Kurt. Blaine made a promise to himself from now on, to protect him at all costs, as he closed his eyes and followed his human into dreamland.
A few weeks went by, and everything seemed to return to normal. Kurt came home happy, they ate dinner together and then he took Blaine for a run. And every night Blaine would watch over him while he slept. The dinners that Kurt made were getting a little more fancy, he was trying new recipes and making Blaine try them, the only thing that Blaine had sniffed his nose up at were mushrooms and tofu. 'Ew.'
Kurt had laughed every time Blaine made a face at something he didn't like, and laughed even more when Blaine was removing bits of mushroom from a risotto and then eating the rest.
Blaine liked Kurt's laugh, just like he liked it when he sang. While he had been with Jason he hadn't been singing a lot, but now he seemed like he had a song for every minute of the day.
Blaine jumped around and barked along with some songs he knew, and Kurt had picked up his front paws at one point and had danced around with him.
Blaine thought their life together right now was perfect. But every so often over the last 3 days, Kurt's phone would make a noise and he would frown at it, and then he would be solemn for an hour, before he was smiling again.
Finn came over often and he brought his girlfriend Rachel sometimes, Blaine liked her, she smelled like sweets, but every time he sniffed out her pockets she shrieked a little and moved away and he liked following her around, as she kept moving away. Finn laughed at her trying to escape from Blaine, and she glared at him, and shouted "Don't just laugh, he's going to cover me in fur and slobber!"
'I resent that, I do not slobber!' Blaine thought as he finally relented and stopped following the woman.
"Rachel, Blaine doesn't shed fur, he's half poodle." Finn explained and Rachel just sat down tentatively as Finn stroked the dog.
'And I don't slobber.'
"And he doesn't slobber." Kurt said as he set down a tray of snacks, before throwing Blaine a biscuit.
'Finally.'
Blaine decided he liked annoying Rachel, so when Finn and Rachel stood up to leave, he licked a long drooling line across her jeans, and Kurt laughed and said that she deserved it.
Kurt and Blaine were curled up on the couch that night, watching the television, it was a musical about a man and a woman falling in love on top of an elephant, Kurt enjoyed it, but Blaine just liked the music. Bailey sat curled up in Kurt's lap, but Blaine didn't really mind so much anymore.
He was alright...for a cat.
Blaine ears shot up at some very unsteady loud footsteps outside the door, and he turned his head and growled as there were 4 or 5 loud bangs against the door. It frightened Bailey when Kurt jumped and Blaine stood from the couch, growling low in his chest as Kurt got up to go and peep through the door.
"Kurt, I know you're there...open the goddamn door!" Jason's voice called angrily from outside and Blaine bared his teeth in the direction of the door.
"Get lost, Jason. Before I call the police!" Kurt called back and then the bangs only got louder.
"Open the fucking door Kurt!" He called again and Blaine hunched his shoulders, preparing for a fight.
"Not a chance!"
The bangs stopped and footsteps faded away from the door, before there was a crash from the bedroom, and the sound of breaking glass, Blaine shot up to stand in between Kurt and whatever that was, and then Jason appeared around the hallway, stalking into the living room towards Kurt angrily.
Blaine growled loudly, baring his teeth at him and Jason stopped to look down at the dog.
"Get that fucking dog away from me before I kill it." He sneered at Kurt and Kurt glared back at him.
"Don't threaten my dog, what do you want?" Kurt responded before he looked around subtly to see where he had left his phone. Coffee table shit.
"You think you can just walk away from me, you're wrong." Jason said while he glared at Kurt and Blaine growled again.
"We're over." Kurt remained locked in his position, between Blaine and the front door, but ready to bolt for his phone any minute. "The minute you lay a hand on someone, that's it."
Blaine could sense the madness rolling off of Jason in waves and it unsettled him.
"But you didn't report it," Jason said snidely, "So in some way, you knew you deserved it."
"Nobody should be beaten by their own partner!" Kurt shouted at him and Jason moved closer, ignoring the warnings from Blaine.
Suddenly everything happened fast, Jason kicked Blaine in the face, the dog falling onto the floor in a daze, and Kurt dived onto the couch to get his phone, Jason following him down, and they grappled on the couch for a little while, as Blaine tried to shake off the dizziness.
"You fucking little bitch, I'll show you not to fucking mess with me," Blaine heard Jason growl out through his teeth and then there were a couple of thuds and slaps.
"No...Jas-" Kurt's speech was cut off into a yell of pain, and Blaine blinked a couple of times and then shook his head to clear it. "n-no...please."
Hearing Kurt's pleads against Jason to stop, Blaine growled and heaved himself off the floor, running around the couch, and he lunged for the man lying on top of his owner, biting into his calf roughly and trying to drag him off.
"Aaarrghh!" Jason yelled out as Blaine's teeth tore through his leg, but he was still hitting Kurt, so Blaine changed tactics and ran around to jump up at his face.
Blaine's teeth caught on the side of his cheek and he screamed and let go of Kurt, and moved back with Blaine still hanging from his face. Kurt grabbed his phone from the table and rolled out from underneath the two, landing on the floor with a thud.
Blaine was still growling as Jason was trying to remove his teeth from his face, he punched Blaine in the chest and it knocked the air out of Blaine's lungs a little and he released him to take a couple breaths, Blaine could hear Kurt on the phone to the police. He had to give him time to talk to them.
He coughed and lunged for Jason's head and face again, the man blocking his face with his arms now, and Blaine's clamped his teeth around the jacket covered forearm in front of him, shaking his head to rip into him a little.
"Aargh, fucking dog!" He landed a swift punch with his other fist on the top of Blaine's nose, and Blaine whined loudly as he released the arm and fell to the floor.
Jason picked him up off the floor while he was dazed and threw him across the room, Blaine landing with a loud crash as Kurt gasped, and Jason started looking around for some kind of weapon.
There was an iron fire poker, on the fireplace and he lunged for it, as the dog got up off the floor, limping on 3 paws now. Jason sneered as the dog growled at him and bared his teeth.
"Come on then, Blainey, let's see what you have against iron." He taunted and then he went to move towards Kurt to make the dog lunge for him again.
As Blaine barked angrily at him, Kurt turned and ran as he came around the couch with the poker, and Blaine jumped at him as Jason swung the poker around and cracked Blaine in the side.
The breath huffed out of Blaine, as he felt something break inside him and then he landed on the floor with a loud thud and a whine, with Jason panting above him, holding the iron poker up to strike again.
He didn't get too hit him again, Kurt tackled his ex boyfriend to the ground and grappled with him for the poker, while Blaine lay listening to them, unable to move on the floor, or get up to help.
Sirens surrounded the house about 30 seconds after that, and police stormed in and stopped the fight between Kurt and Jason, taking the latter away in cuffs. Kurt was helped up from the floor as a police officer spoke to him for a little bit, before Kurt frantically moved over to Blaine.
"Oh, Blaine...you'll be ok, boy. It's ok now. Good boy...good boy." Kurt sounded like he was whispering and Blaine whined as the voice got a little lost as the darkness took over him.