Klaine AU: Lost

Blaine wandered around the unfamiliar place, looking around and figuring out he was nowhere near his house. He pressed his hands into his eyes to fight back the tears. He would not cry like a baby over this; he was 14.

He'd just been taking a walk but he lost his way; he didn't have a cell phone. Blaine walked for what seemed like hours, trying to find his way back, finally deciding to give up. It was dark and it was pouring rain—why tonight of all nights?

Blaine sniffled, taking a deep breath and trying to calm his racing heart. He walked up to the house nearest him, knocking on the door and holding his breath, hoping this person would be helpful and not just make things worse.

The door opened and Blaine swallowed. There was a tall boy who looked to be around Blaine's age with brown hair and pale skin. When he spoke his voice was high-pitched. "I got it Dad!" the boy called over his shoulder.

When he turned to Blaine, the black-haired boy just hoped he didn't look too much like a mess. "What are you doing out here in this weather?! And shouldn't you have school tomorrow?" the boy asked worriedly, pulling Blaine inside by his elbow.

"I-I'm k-k-kind of lost…" Blaine admitted, shivering as his cheeks burned. He was such an idiot.

"Well, I'm Kurt. What's your name?"

"I-I'm B-Blaine."

"Okay, Blaine. We should get you out of these wet clothes first of all. Dad!"

A deep voice called back, "What is it, Kurt?" and Blaine heard heavy footsteps start toward them.

"This is Blaine. He's lost."

Blaine felt small under the man's gaze. Kurt's dad held out his hand, which Blaine shook firmly. "Call me Burt, kid."

"H-hi, Burt."

Moments later Blaine was buried under a mountain of blankets on Kurt's couch, wearing some of Kurt's more comfortable clothes and an old sweatshirt of Burt's. He was on the verge of sleep when Kurt sat next to him.

"Hey," he whispered, "Your mom's coming to pick you up in an hour or two."

Blaine snuggled into the blankets, closer to Kurt. "Mmm. Thank you guys for doing this."

Kurt ran his hand through Blaine's damp curls instinctively as Blaine cuddled by him. "Of course. I couldn't just leave you out in the rain like that."

"Well thank you very much." He closed his eyes.

Kurt chuckled softly. "You're welcome. You can get some sleep while your mom makes the trip over here." He leaned down, giving Blaine a kiss on the forehead. "Sweet dreams."