Kurt linked arms with Blaine as they left the Lima Bean. Neither of them spoke, partially because Blaine was hurt and partially because Kurt was in his own anxiety ridden world. Blaine was surprised though, that Kurt had even offered to drive him home. He had questioned it, because he still lived in Westerville and Kurt would be going almost half an hour out of his way. Kurt had insisted though and had even brushed his leg under the table. This of course made Blaine jump and made it obvious to Mike and Mercedes.

Kurt pulled Blaine closer, still not saying anything. Blaine was watching him with sad eyes. He wanted to hold him; he wanted to at least say something. But he was worried he'd over step and just be shut out. Kurt reached for his keys and tried to find the right key. They fell to the ground and Kurt froze, just staring at them. Blaine bent down and grabbed them for him. "Here" he whispered. Kurt didn't put out his hand. He looked sick.

"Kurt? Kurt, what's wrong?" Kurt didn't look up

"I dropped my keys." he mumbled. Blaine rested his hand on his friend's cheek.

"Sweetie, it's okay. I got them." Kurt hung his head to hide the tears. Blaine knew him too well to think he was just shaking things off. "It's okay. You're gonna be okay. You're dad's gonna be just fine. I promise." Kurt looked up teary eyed and broken. He reached out for a hug and Blaine caught him. "I've got you." he whispered. Kurt began to sob into Blaine's shoulder. "You're okay. Shh." he soothed. He kissed Kurt's neck and held him tight. Kurt nuzzled closer and held onto Blaine's polo shirt.
Kurt felt safe in his arms. His tears stopped after a few comforting words from Blaine. He didn't want to let go of Blaine though, even if it was the right thing to do.

Blaine could feel people staring. It was stupid how ignorant people were in this town. They weren't even dating and it was publicly frowned upon for two guys to hug. Kurt's dad had cancer for crying out loud. He had a right to a hug from his best friend.

"Kurt, how about we get you home? I can drive if you like." Blaine whispered. Kurt nodded but didn't let go of Blaine. He never wanted to let go. Especially now in his emotionally compromised state.
"Sweetie, I gotta be able to drive and see the road. Even if I'd rather be seeing your face." He felt Kurt smile into his shoulder. He pulled back and looked his best friend in the eyes.
"I love you, Blaine." He whispered, surprising Blaine once again.
"I love you too." Blaine smiled at him.

It reminded them both of the last day of school a few years ago, when they had visited the Lima Bean to brainstorm for Blaine's Six Flag's audition. Blaine had told Kurt he loved him for the first time and Kurt nearly choked on his coffee. It hurt them, the memory of happier days. But they were almost there again. They could both feel it, whether Kurt wanted to admit it or not.

"Come on. We can go home and watch a movie." Blaine whispered, linking arms with Kurt again.
Kurt held onto his arm tightly, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder as he followed him to the car.