Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. The angst in here however, I own plenty of that.

Distance

Before he knew what was happening Blaine felt Kurt's whole body shift, his hand slowly slipping out from under his.

Just as he was about to try and talk to Kurt again about what was wrong Kurt practically jumped out of his seat, and moved towards the exit.

Blaine rummaged a second for his jacket in the free seat next to his, still utterly in the dark about what had just happened, then quickly got to his feet and

ran after Kurt.

Directly headed for the main entrance of the cinema, afraid Kurt had just stormed out into the packed streets, where Blaine would never find him, he almost

ran past Kurt, who in fact had not made it much further than onto the staircase outside their showing room.

The relief at having found Kurt was visible on Blaine's face, although it was still mixed with worry.

"Kurt. There you are."

"Blaine I…."

At first approaching the staircase Kurt had seemed much calmer to Blaine, only now that Kurt lifted his head Blaine saw Kurt's still tearing eyes and by now

not only tearstained but positively wet cardigan. Kurt inched away from Blaine towards the wall as he sat down next to him.

'How long had Kurt been crying before I noticed?' Blaine wonders taking in the state of the cardigan.

"Kurt." He looked up into those hazel eyes that had made his heart jump ever since he had first met them with his own gaze on his fruitless spying mission

to Dalton.

"Kurt you are nearly drenched. Will you take of that cardigan, please, otherwise you are gone get sick in that weather."

Kurt nodded absentmindedly and began to open the buttons on his cardigan with hands, that were tangled and caught up in thoughts, still trembling.

Blaine reached out and softly placed this time both his hands on Kurt's. Holding his and Kurt's hands to Kurt's chest, Blaine could feel Kurt's heart

hammering away violently.

'Oh Kurt. Your heart is hammering so hard it must hurt,' Blaine thought, but did not dare say such a thing.

So instead he looked Kurt deep into his eyes, to give him focus, and with a slight encouraging smile moved Kurt's hands into Kurt's lap.

Gently letting go, Blaine started to undo the remaining buttons on Kurt's cardigan.

Blaine slipped the damp garment softly of Kurt's shoulders.

Through all this Kurt had sat there completely still, but at the touch of Blaine's hands on his shoulders Blaine could see the pain in Kurt's eyes beginning to

radiate again.

Seeing a change in Blaine's expression, and not knowing what to make of it, Kurt turned away. 'I am so ashamed. I am so ashamed,' he thought to himself.

"I am so ashamed."

"Kurt, there is nothing you need to feel ashamed about!"

"Did I just say that out loud?" Kurt whispered.

"Yes, yes you did. I am glad you did. I am glad you are talking again. Full stop."

"Oh Blaine", Kurt said turning back to face him, "I am so sorry, I ruined the whole night."

"Don't be, you did not, not at all. Thank you for not completely disappearing, I would have been so much more worried."

"You worry about me?"

"Of course I do, how can you even ask that!" Kurt flinched at the sound of Blaine's voice. "I am sorry, I did not mean for it to sound so angry. Will you

please talk to me."

"Not here."

"I would take you home, but my dad would just cause us both more grief, I think."

"We can go to mine." And that was all Kurt said before his eyes where fixed on the staircase they still sat on again.

Blaine moved closer, picked up Kurt's cardigan from off the floor, took of his own jacket and gently wrapped it around Kurt.

Kurt, who a moment ago had still felt like he was sinking in a marsh-pit somewhere, or drowning on the sidewalk in heavy rain falls, in that moment only

felt Blaine's warmth radiating from the jacket, and warming him even down to his bones.

After tonight he would store away the shirt he wore under it carefully and put it on every night that he was apart from Blaine, even after weeks it would still

smell of Blaine, and even after Blaine's scent had fainted Kurt would still feel comforted whenever he put it on.

As they stepped out of the cinema into the cold, windy, rainy autumn air, Kurt took Blaine's right hand with his left intertwining their fingers thoroughly.

Blaine could already feel the distance that had build between them in the cinema grow a little smaller.