Kurt waited for Blaine in his usual place by that certain bus stop about a mile from Dalton. Blaine was going to meet him. Ever since Kurt had returned to McKinley, he and Blaine had barley seen each other. Blaine came off the bus, visibly in a bad mood.
"Bad day?" Kurt asked innocently.
"You have no idea." Blaine grumped.
"What happened?" Kurt asked, taking Blaine's hand.
"It doesn't matter." Blaine said, smiling at Kurt, only to go back into a grump a second later. Kurt thought for a second, hoping to come across something to cheer his boyfriend up. After walking a bit, he did.
"Look." Kurt pulled open his jacket, revealing his shirt, labeled 'Likes Boys'
After a long speechless pause, Blaine smiled "It's awesome."
Kurt smiled back "Thanks." The two continued walking for a bit. They came to Kurt's house. Just outside Kurt's house, Blaine tripped over a bit of cracked concrete. He began to curse under his breath.
"Are you okay?" Kurt asked with concern.
"Yeah." Blain swept his hair out of his face, not even trying to fake a smile. "It's just, a bunch of little things have been bugging me today." He held the door for Kurt.
"Have a seat, I'll grab us a snack." Kurt smiled, trying again to think of ways to lift Blaine's sprit. Blaine didn't notice when Kurt made his way silently back into the room, and snuck up behind the corduroy loveseat that he was sulking in. Kurt didn't say a thing until he hopped over the back of the love seat. "Tickle attack!" Kurt shouted childishly.
"No! Not a tickle attack!" Blaine laughed, unable to do otherwise. He slid off the couch, and away from his boyfriend, holding his hand out defensively. "No more tickles!" He said through his laughter. Kurt moved quickly over to him, tickling him more. When the two boys had got over they're silliness, they noticed footsteps coming downstairs. Finn came around the corner.
"What are you doing?" He asked, scrutinizing the two highschoolers.
"Nothing." Kurt said, sitting on Blaine's lap and looking innocently up at his brother.