Author's Note: OMG I love them Klaine much! I haven't had any experience with male gay couples yet, and if they reflect all the others, they are so amazing! I just love the way they balance each other out, and I just love Kurt as a whole, sooo...

If you have any prompts or ideas, please let me know! I might use them! (but no promises :)

Spoilers for 2x20.

"And the Prom Queen for this year is..." Principal Figgins paused, his face going from anticipation to confusion. "Kurt... Kurt Hummel."

The room was dead silent. One person started to clap, the sound echoing awkwardly off the walls of the gymnasium. The clapping only lasted a second as the person realized what had happened and abruptly stopped.

Kurt's face went from deathly, shocked pale to an enraged red. He felt his heart pounding somewhere up in his ears, the murmurs of students and the girls not chosen for Prom Queen sounding loud and overwhelming in his emotional state. Without even pausing, Kurt turned and ran out of the room.

"Kurt, no, wait!" Blaine's voice broke through the silence, loud like the explosions that were rocking Kurt's world right now. He had been so stupid. So stupid to think that going back to McKinley after meeting Blaine would mean that things would be different. So stupid to think that people had changed enough to accept him- accept that he was gay and not going to change his ways just because it was more "sociably acceptable".

Kurt could feel himself crying. He could feel the tears wet on his cheeks and the way his shoulder's were shaking and his hands were trembling just like they did every time he cried. He wished that, for once, he could stop being so emotional. That he could stop crying at every little thing that didn't go right.

"Kurt, wait up!"

Then suit covered, muscular arms were wrapping around his waist and his head was forcibly pushed into Blaine's chest. Kurt let out a sob, struggling to push him away. "Stop it! You don't deserve me. You should be in there having fun and not worrying about my stupid flights of fancies that this time could be dif-dif-" Sobs choked up his words and Blaine just held him tighter.

"Hey..." He murmured when he pulled back a little, wiping his thumb across Kurt's cheek and giving him the most touching, gentle smile; one that made Kurt's insides squirm with happiness and his heart swell with how much love he felt for the man in front of him. "I do deserve you. If anything, you don't deserve me, for caring more about how my evening is getting ruined when it's your special night that just got crushed."

More tears bubbled up in Kurt's eyes and slid down his cheeks, but Blaine wiped them away just as fast. "Don't let them mess with you." He said softly. Then he gave a teasing smile, and sang, "Hater's gonna hate..."

"Don't you Taylor Swift me." Kurt huffed, trying not to laugh and failing miserably.

"There's that smile." Blaine took a step back and took a seat with his back against the locker. "Now tell me what's going on inside that head of yours."

Kurt let out a heavy sigh and sat down beside him, his lower lip wobbling uncontrollably. "Why can't we just get it easy for once?" He asked in a low whisper. "Why can't people just let us be and see that we want to be happy with each other? That being gay, or lesbian, or straight is ok, just as long as you have love and you're being yourself?"

"Because not everyone is as accepting and amazing and wise as you, Kurt Hummel." Blaine told him, reaching over so he could take his hand. "Not everyone has the guts to be themselves, and when they see other people doing so well at it, they feel intimidated and try to get that person scared and insecure like they are."

"I just- I can't believe that enough people are like that to vote me- me- Prom Queen!" Kurt exclaimed, rubbing at his face. "I'm gay... I'm not a girl."

"I know." Blaine wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's shoulders and Kurt rested his head on Blaine's chest, letting out a soft sound of contentment. "You don't have to go back in there, you know. We can leave, and go see a movie or something."

Kurt smiled when he realized that had been his offer when it was Blaine who had been feeling unsure about going to prom with another guy. Then he took a deep breath and shook his head. "No. No, I want to go back in there." He straightened his shoulders, flipping his hair back as confidently as he could with the weight of what his peers had done still so heavy in his chest. "I, Kurt Hummel, am going to go to my coronation."

5 minutes later, Blaine was getting him wet paper towels to wipe his face and he was using his locker's mirror to dab away and red left around his eyes and wetness on his cheeks. Then Blaine took his hand and led him back to the gym.

"Do you want me to come with you?" Blaine offered. "Up on the stage?"

Kurt took another slow, deep breath. "No. I need to do this. But- thank you."

Blaine leaned over and pressed his lips to his cheek. "Anytime, Kurt. I'm here for you."

"I know."

Principal Figgins gave Kurt a surprised look when he came back into the still mostly quiet gym. All of the Glee kids had flat out refused to sing until the wrong against their friend was righted, so there was no music, which meant no dancing, which meant every eye in the room was on Kurt when he walked through the door.

Rachel glued to his side immediately. "Kurt, I'm so sorry-"

"Don't be." Kurt said regally, trying to ignore the hammering of his heartbeat as he moved past her and to the stage. "That crown will go fantastically will my outfit."

He saw Blaine of the the corner of his eye, face awash in pride and a glowing smile. It gave him courage, and Kurt nodded at Principal Figgins. "Go right ahead."

The poor man looked a bit confused, but he held up the crown. "I now crown you, Kurt Hummel, Prom Queen."

Every single person in the New Directions burst into thunderous applause as the crown was placed on Kurt's head, filling the room with cheers and clapping. Eventually, a few other students joined in, then the rest of the crowd, until even the people who had voted Kurt queen out of malice were clapping for him as he accepted his title.

Kurt bent his knees in the cute little half-curtsy-half-bow that he did that always made Blaine smile, then stepped elegantly off the stage. Mercedes replaced him, and began a fantastic rendition of "Dancing Queen" with Santana.

Karofsky and Kurt faced each other, preparing for the Prom King and Queen dance. Kurt gave the former-bully an encouraging smile, but Karofsky looked like he might be sick. He shook his head, and Blaine could see his hands shaking. "I-I can't-"

He turned, and ran out of the small circle of space the rest of the kids had allowed them for their dance.

Kurt got a tight, wobbling smile on his face, a sure sign that he was about to cry, and Blaine made his decision. He pushed down all his fear, all of the memories from his last Prom when dancing with another guy had caused him a concussion and 3 cracked ribs, and broke through the crowd.

"Could I have this dance?"

Kurt took a shaky breath, his eyes welling out of happiness, this time. "Yes." He said breathily, letting Blaine take his hand and pull him into his arms.

It started out a little slow, Kurt releasing a contented sigh and winding his arm around Blaine's neck, looking around to see what everyone's reactions would be. He saw Sam smile, then offer his hand to Rachel. Soon, everyone was dancing around them, not paying the least bit of attention to the two boys dancing in each other's arms in the middle of their Junior Prom.

Author's Note: There. Now that scene has all of the emotion and amazingness it deserves :)