I can't keep up with your turning tables

Under your thumb, I can't breathe

Kurt turned the corner of their apartment, laundry basket in hand before stopping dead in his tracks listening to the sound coming from Blaine's room.

Should I give up

Or should I just keep chasing pavements

Even if it leads no where

He leaned against the door and looked inside, a smile plastered on his face.

When was last time,

You thought of me

Or have you completely erased me from your memories

Kurt knocked on the door with his left knuckle, making Blaine flinch and turn around.

"Oh, sorry." Blaine turned to the ground blushing.

"Adele medley, I'm impressed." He paused before dropping the basket on Blaine's bed. "I'm taking a trip, got any clothes you need washed."

Oh yeah," Blaine looked around anxiously before getting up and grabbing a few items off his floor. "There you go." He dropped them in the basket.

Kurt nodded and turned. "Clean up your room." Blaine picked up a shoe and attempted to throw it at his butt, but missing by an inch. "Ha!" Kurt turned with a smirk and sticking out his tongue.

"Wait!" Blaine ran up to him. "I want to come, nothing to do here."

"You want to hang out with Puck later? He told me yesterday that we should hang one day." Kurt asked walking down the short hill to the laundry mat. He likes puck, he was funny and laid back, and had a Mohawk so you couldn't really not like him.

"You sure he wouldn't rather hang out with Charlie." Blaine smiled hopping onto the washing machine.

"Who."

"Oh please, the girl who he smiles at every time she walks by and looks at her like this." He explained, propping his hands up, turning his head to the side, and staring into Kurt's eyes."

It became awkward after a minute so all Kurt could do was laugh. "Okay, okay, I got it."

"It's too bad they could never be together, he's already way for gone."

"Yeah,"

Blaine cornered the hallway connecting the foyer and the bedroom hallway. "Kurt do you think Puck would like fries or-" He stopped in his tracks and practically dropped the bag of frozen fries. "Kurt what happened!"

Kurt flinched hard and tugged down his shirt quickly, turning to wrap his hands around himself and look at Blaine.

Blaine practically ran over to him. "Kurt we both know i saw it so just show me."

"Don't worry about-"

Blaine raised his hand in front if Kurt's face. "Kurt." He practically pleaded.

Kurt sighed and turned around so his back was facing Blaine and slowly lifted his shirt over his head. Blaine's breath hitched but it took him a few moments before he moved, he brought up his fingers to trace the line of bruises, some fading, some still a deep blue. His fingers were cold and it made Kurt jump a little, but he stayed still, not moving until Blaine was finished.

He wasn't planning on showing him, but he had seen, and he was stuck with him for a long time now, it didn't seem necessary to hide it from him.

"Did you like jump onto some rocks or something?" Blaine asked concerned, looking at Kurt through the mirror sitting in front of them.

"High school sucks you know." Kurt chuckled darkly. "Some idiot just messed with me a lot."

"You didn't tell anyone?" Blaine asked, raising his voice a bit.

"Calm down, there was nothing anyone would do anyway, or could do for that matter, but it doesn't even matter anymore."

"Yes it does! No one should have to go through that, you don't deserve that type of treatment."

That made Kurt blush a little more than it should have.

"Kurt we've been here for 10 weeks, why are only half of these healing?"

Kurt shrugged his shoulder and put his shirt back on. "I'll ask my doctor when I get out in 40 years."

"Kurt, getting verbally abused is bad, but the fact that someone put their hands on you and left marks on you, that's a whole other story, someone should have done something."

"Why does it even matter?"

"Because I care about you, because I went through the same thing, and if anyone doesn't deserve to go through that it's you."

"What are you talking about," Kurt asked with confusion on his face. "You don't either, no one deserves to feel that way, but like I said it doesn't matter because by the time I might even possibly see them again, they'll have forgotten about me."

"So they'll choose someone else."

"But what can we do?" Kurt turns around and pauses. "You know this place was always perfect in my eyes…" Kurt looked toward the ground. "Until you start to wonder what you left behind."

"Kurt." Blaine looked at him and raised his hand so his thumb was rubbing Kurt's cheek.

He didn't say anything else, he didn't know what to say, he knew what that felt like, but when it got tough for him he just transferred to Dalton, Kurt didn't get that option. Kurt didn't have word's either, he simply slid his arms over Blaine's shoulder and rested his head in the crook of his neck; and they didn't move until there was a knock on the door and the sound of Puck screaming.

They both sighed and pulled apart. "Get dressed, I got it." Blaine whispers before leaving.

A/N: just so you guys know I have a tumblr that lets you know when I'm typing or posting, the name is "imsogleeful" just check under the fics tag.

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Adios-RadHadder