A/N
This is nice and long!
Thankyou to all of you who favourite/followed/reviewed tyhis story! It means a lot and helped me want to keep writing! -cyber hugs-
The plot line is mine, the laptop called I wrote on is mine, nothing else is.
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Warnings: mentions of death.
Enjoy!
Kurt woke before Blaine again the next morning and didn't waste any time in throwing some clothes on and going to the shop and picking up flee shampoo. He knew Blaine had flees and as much as he liked Blaine he didn't want flea's in his house. He picked up an anti allergy one before heading straight back home.
It was weird how much Blaine had affected Kurt's life in the past two days. A normal Sunday for Kurt would have involved him in sweats until he could be bothered to get showered and doing all the work he'd put off prior. He led a rather boring life at the weekends when Rachel had performances. Usually he and his best friend would do something at the weekend, just for a few hours. Unfortunatly, for him at least, Rachel was currently doing a performance of funny girl on Broadway so she had no time anymore. Kurt was please for his friend but he did miss her, their once a week coffee wasn't cutting it for him anymore, he was loenly.
That was until Blaine. Even knowing now, on his way home through the quite streets, that someone was going to be there when he got home. Knowing he wouldn't have to spend the day alone again. It made Kurt feel better. That was the thing about Blaine. He made Kurt feel good again. Sure he knew little about the hybrid but he knew he was kind and he seemed to like Kurt. That's all Kurt wanted, someone to like him, be there, a friend.
When he unlocked the door to the little 3rd floor flat he was hit by his favourite smell. Coffee. He knew i meant Blaine was awake and was glad because he didn't want to have to wake him in order to get him de-flea'd.
"Morning Blaine" Kurt smiled walking into the kitchen.
"Oh hi, you're back" Blaine exclaimed shyly.
"Yer sorry I wasn't here when you woke up i had to pick something up from the shop"
"Oh Yer"
"Yup, got something for that itch of yours" Kurt winked.
Blaine groaned but didn't say anything against it. "Okay, breakfast first?" Blaine almost pleaded.
Kurt giggled and nodded. They got to work on coffee and toast with polite chat about how they slept and the weather. Even if they had got on well, they were still practically strangers so conversation was sometimes awkward, especially with neither wanting to overstep the mark. After a quite breakfast Kurt went to run a bath and Blaine sulked on the sofa.
Blaine hated fleas. They made him itchy and the bites hurt when he scratched them but mostly – he hated the baths that came with them. They soap smelt horrible and it always left his hair matted. He thought about hiding but then remembered when he'd done that at his old house. It had ended in his owner getting hurt and Blaine didn't want to hurt Kurt, not ever.
So when Kurt came back Blaine sulked into the bathroom and began to take his bath. Kurtz bathroom was beautiful. The tiles where pale blue and the decor matched. The bath had intricately decorated legs and lifted high at both sides. Blaine would have been able to appreciate the bathroom more if it wasn't for the awful stench of the flee shampoo and the itching all over his body.
He slowly undressed, putting it off for along as he could before slowly lowering himself into the bath. Being a dog hybrid Blaine actually loved the water so it was refreshing to be in a bath again. It wasn't long before the cuts on his body began to sting though. They still hadn't had time to heal and although the water was probably cleaning them, it wasn't a nice experience. He washed down his legs and is arms and his entire front easily. Then he realised, how was he going to do his back? He couldn't reach all over and...Oh dear...he was going to have to ask Kurt wasn't he.
He couldn't do that! It would be awkward and embarrassing. He tired and tried to reach, thrashing around in the bath when he was interrupted.
"Blaine? You okay in there?" Kurt called worried.
Damn, he must have heard me Blaine thought. "Erm..." there was no point lying, he wasn't going to be able to do it alone. "Not exactly, could you help me?" he asked nervously.
"Sure! What do you need?"
"Could you come in here a second" Blaine blushed.
Kurt entered the bathroom, worried about Blaine and saw him in the bath looking sheepish.
"What's up hon?"
"I can't reach my back, could you, erm, could you wash it for me?"
"Oh sweetie of course i will" Kurt smiled and Blaine missed the blush on his cheeks.
Kurt took the sponge of the side of the bath and squeezed on some of the shampoo, rubbing it in until it foamed. He got Blaine to lean forwards and began to rub it in circular movements down Blaine's back. As he lathered the hybrids back the tension began to leave and he relaxed under Kurt's touch. Kurt was nearly done covering his back in soap when he was sprayed with water. He was about to talk when it happened so he began choking on the water.
"Oh my god Kurt I'm so sorry!" Blaine exclaimed.
When Kurt got his breath back he replied. "It's okay! What was that?" Kurt asked confused as to why he was now dripping wet.
"I, err, it felt good when you were rubbing my back and i wasn't think and i started to wag" Blaine mumbled. Kurt giggled at this revelation.
"Oh honey, don't worry about it. How about we clean you off and go relax on the sofa for a while?" Kurt offered.
Blaine nodded at this so Kurt took the cup form the side of the bath and ran warm water done Blaine's back washing the suds off.
"There, all clean. I'll leave you and that waggy tail to get dressed and find a film" Kurt smiled leaving Blaine to get dressed and going to his extensive DVD collection and finding a few for Blaine top choose from. He didn't know what Blaine liked so he'd let him choose.
He replied to a few texts he'd gotten and when he was done Blaine had come to join him.
"Feeling better?" Kurt asked him when he was sat next to him.
"Yes thank you" Blaine smiles.
They choose to watch Matilda and watch in a comfortable silence until Blaine flinches when a girl with blonde hair is talking to Matilda. Kurt feels Blaine go stiff next to him and pauses the TV, "you okay sweetie?" he asks quietly not wanting to scare Blaine.
Blaine shakes his head, not taking his eyes of the TV where the girls face is frozen. "Want to talk about it?" Kurt asks on a whim. He's surprised when Blaine nods his head, expecting his request to be shot down. Happy Blaine's accepted he takes on of Blaine's hands and asks "want me to turn it off?"
"C-can we go sit in my r-room?" Blaine whispers. Kurt is surprised to hear Blaine call it his room for the first time.
"Sure honey, whatever makes you comfortable" Kurt assures him.
Blaine surprises Kurt again when he tightens his hand around Kurt's and almost drags him to the room and onto the bed. They sit cross legged facing each other. Blaine not letting goes of Kurt's hand and Kurt now running his thumb over Blaine's fingers in a soothing notion. After an unknown amount of time Blaine broke the silence.
"Okay, i guess it's time you learnt what got me here. As you know i was born at the shelter in Ohio and i first lived with Misha and Gary until i was 9 when they couldn't look after me anymore because Gary lost his job and they had to move. That was a really hard time for me as you can imagine. I went to the shelter for a while until a boy my age named Tommy took me home. He and his parents were pretty nice. Tommy and I became really good friends, i think his parents were happy he had a friends. Whether they were happy it was with a hybrid or not, I'm not sure. But, erm, when he got older, T-Tommy and he went to middle school the people there weren't too happy he had a hybrid, or that i was treated so well. His dad was all about image so when he found out about what they were saying at school he applied for a transfer to San-Fran and back to the shelter i went. I stayed there for 2 years this time. Everybody was snapping up the littler children because they were cuter"
"Finally when i was 13 a lady named *gulp* named Susan adopted me. She was in her 60's and her husband had passed away. Although she had grandchildren she was lonely during the week and wanted a companion. She got a hybrid because she wasn't in a physical state to walk a dog twice a day every day. She was amazing. She gave me my own room, was kind to me, and even taught me to read and write. I had a good knowledge of the world by this point but i wasn't book smart. I'd never been to school, even though some in Ohio vocally allowed hybrids Gary and Misha couldn't afford it and Tommy's parents didn't want me going. By the time i was with Susan it was too late. She was a retired teacher so for three hours a day she would teach me. She taught me a lot, not just the basics, but to read and play music. She gave me pretty much everything i wanted. She even taught me how to text and gave me a phone!"
By this time Blaine had tears running down his cheeks. Kurt didn't know if Blaine had even noticed but he could sit by and watch Blaine cry like that. He moved to the head board of the bed and gently lowered Blaine down until he was lay with his head on Kurt's chest. Kurt began to run his fingers through Blaine's curls as he continued.
"All she asked of me was to help around the house and look presentable. With everything she was giving me i was more than happy to do this for her. Unfortunately it wasn't as heavenly as it sounds. He daughter and her husband weren't very...accepting of me. Being a hybrid or being gay. When they came to visit her at the weekends with the children I'd have to hide in my room or they'd put me outside. Of course Susan tried to stop them but they weren't the kind of people to be messed with. One of her grandchildren, they looked just like the girl in the film. When i saw the girl, it just all came rushing back to me. If i was ever upset than she's make us hot choclate and let me curl up with her whilst she stoked my hair...a lot like this really. She bought me toys too! I got a squeaker and a tug rope and she loved to play with me. Then it all went wrong"
Blaine tightened himself around Kurt.
"I woke up to hear her shouting form her room. I rushed to find her red in the face and in pain. I called the ambulance like she'd taught me and when they came they wouldn't let me go with her. I kissed her cheek and told her to feel better. At 16 I'd been sheltered from this kind of thing so in little Blaine's head everything was going to be okay. I wasn't. Her daughter came by later that day and told I...told me she wasn't going to make it. They kicked me out, told me i had 5 minutes to be gone. I ran, packed a few things and ran. I tried over and over to get into the hospital to see her but they wouldn't let me. They wouldn't let me in Kurt"
By this point Blaine's words were barely understandable. The room had a dark air over it. Kurt's heart had broken at this story. Without thinking, he pulled Blaine's shaking body onto his lap and wrapped him up in his arms, pulling him close to his chest as he cried. Over and over Kurt heard Blaine repeat "they wouldn't let me in". Kurt rocked him as he cried, whispering soothing words to him and trying to calm Blaine.
It took a long time but finally Blaine calmed and his tail that had gone between his legs now lay flat on the bed.
"It's okay honey" Kurt said a final time.
"I want to tell you the rest, tell you how i got here but i cant today, I'm sorry"
"shhh, don't worry about it honey, whenever you're ready, okay?"
Blaine just nodded into Kurt's chest before asking "will you sing to me?"
"Sure, any requests?" Kurt asked to which Blaine shook his head.
Kurt sang a beautiful acoustic version of defying gravity to Blaine softy. By the time he'd finished Blaine was snoring softly against his chest. Looking at the clock Kurt saw it was 4pm and he still had work to do and cook tea. He gently lay Blaine down on the bed next to where Kurt was lying and covered him in a soft blanket. As Blaine stirred Kurt hummed softly. When he was seteled again Kurt left the exhausted man to sleep.
Kurt felt more confident in who Blaine was. He knew the basic obviously: Blaine Devon Anderson, 23, Gay, Hybrid and originally Lima Ohio. To Kurt though that never meant much. Now he knew part of his back story, part of who he was. Part of what got him here today. It made Kurt feel closer to the man.
When Kurt thought back to the first night he found Blaine, he remembered him being scared Kurt would hurt him. What Blaine had told him so far gave Kurt no reason to why he'd said that. He figured Blaine's tale was far from over.
Then he thought of how he'd held Blaine, sure he's had to change his shirt because it had been soaked through with tears, but he's held him. Holding Blaine in his arms felt so right, so how it should be. Kurt didn't know what to do with this feeling but he liked it.
Finally, after turning off the TV, Kurt pulled out his work and started to do it. He hadn't done any this weekend and he needed to get it done for tomorrow. Luckily he only had to finfish off some sketches and it only took him half an hour. Looking for a distraction, seeing as Blaine was still asleep and it was too early for dinner, Kurt went and got some of the clothes he and Blaine had bought yesterday.
He remembered how uncomfortable Blaine had been in his jeans and how Blaine had had to bend his tail today to fit into the pjs. Kurt wanted to change that. He got his sewing machine and started working. He added a few more centimetres to one of the trouser legs so Blaine's tail could trail down his leg more comfortably. He did this with all his trousers accept the two pairs of pjs Blaine wasn't wearing. With these he made a slice just above where it curved for the ass and made a circular hole which he stitched off. That way Blaine could wear his tail out comfortably. He hoped this would make Blaine more comfortable.
When this was done it was half six so he started to make dinner. He was just going to wake Blaine to tell him the steak was ready when said hybrids door opened and he emerged, face still blotchy from crying, tail slowly wagging from behind.
"Hey, something smells good" he yawned.
"I made dinner, come on super smell, let's go eat" he chuckled at the cuteness of Blaine sleepy. Cute? Where did that come from? Hush. That could end badly.
Over dinner they made meaningless chat over the articles being shown on the news before Kurt bought up a subject he's been avoiding.
"So, I have to go to work tomorrow B" he said.
"Oh Yer, its Sunday hmm" Blaine said non-comitally, wondering what Kurt was going to do with him.
"Yer, so i hate the thought of you being stuck here all day by yourself but i don't have a spare key and I'm not sure you going out alone right now is a good idea, not until your cuts have healed and I've shown you around the area" Kurt explained.
"Okay, so what do you want me to do?" Blaine asked, worried where this was going.
"Well i have to be at work before the shops open but i get an hour at lunch so i was thinking i could pick up some work book and you could carry on learning? I know you said Susan used to teach you and i thought maybe you'd like to carry on learning" Kurt said, worried how he'd take it.
"Oh Kurt! That sounds like so much fun!" Blaine cried hugging Kurt again. Kurt giggled.
"Good, okay well you have a think about what you want me to get and I've left a phone on the side and you can just text me whenever you want?"
"Okay, thank you Kurt. I'll pay you back someday, and not just the money, everything"
"you don't have to. Now come on its late and i have an early wakeup call"
"Okay, thank you for today Kurt"
"You're welcome Blaine, I'm always here"
"Goodnight Kurt"
"Goodnight Blaine"
Both boys let out a deep breath and collapsed in their beds. It had been a long day and they were tired.
