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Blaine led Kurt to his car, and then got into the driver's seat. The duo headed to Lima Bean, because Blaine knew Kurt needed coffee-as did he-in order to be completely awake. They got to the counter, and Blaine smiled, ordering their usual coffees, as well as some bagels.
Kurt sat at their normal booth and nibbled on a bagel as he stared intently at the cup of coffee in front of him. Blaine looked up at Kurt. "What do you want to do today?" he asked.
"Huh?" Kurt looked up at Blaine, a surprised look on his face.
"What do you want to do today?" Blaine asked again. "What's wrong, Kurt?" he reached across the table and laid a hand on Kurt's arm.
"Just thinking," he replied miserably. Blaine smiled sadly and squeezed Kurt's arm before pulling away.
"Well, it's my goal to make you forget this happened by the end of today. I hate seeing you sad. I miss your smile, okay?" Blaine stared at Kurt's blue/green/grey eyes and waited for an answer.
"Okay," Kurt smiled softly. The door behind Blaine opened, and Kurt paled and stood up, running out the other door without a word. Blaine was confused, but was slightly afraid to turn around.
"Was that Hummel?" an unfamiliar voice asked.
"I think so. Damn, the fag ran away last night, and he's running now!" laughed a voice that was all too familiar. Karofsky. Blaine clenched his teeth and stood slowly, grabbing his and Kurt's coffee before walking out of the small shop.
Blaine saw that Kurt was sitting in the front seat of Blaine's car, his knees drawn to his chest and his head buried in his knees. "It's just me," Blaine whispered as he opened the driver's side door and slid in, putting the two cups of coffee in the cup holders. He closed the door and sighed, running a hand through his gelled hair.
"Why can't he leave me alone?" Kurt's voice was high, like it always was when he was upset.
"Kurt, this is a public place. He could've just come to get coffee with a friend," Blaine reasoned, deciding not to mention the conversation he'd overheard.
He heard Kurt sigh, and Blaine reached over to rub the boy's back. "Can we just go somewhere else?" Kurt asked miserably, looking up at Blaine. His eyes were red, and he had a few tear stains on his cheeks.
"Of course, sweets," Blaine started the car and reached for Kurt's hand as he left the parking lot. Kurt squeezed his hand tightly, Blaine began to head toward the park Kurt liked, and he turned on the radio as they drove.
He giggled as Kurt's head rose up slightly as he heard "Born This Way" coming through the speakers.
"Gotta love Gaga," Kurt sniffed before giggling.
"Impeccable timing, she has," Blaine shrugged, grinning at Kurt and squeezing his hand.
"Blaine?" Kurt whispered after a few moments of no talking. "Do you think I'm a coward for leaving McKinley? And still running now?"
Blaine turned towards Kurt for a second, a disbelieving look in his eyes before he turned back to the road. "Not at all, Kurt. Yeah, you ran, but it was for your safety. There's a difference between standing up for yourself and keeping yourself safe. You always have to put yourself first, and then worry about what other people think," he said with a squeeze to the countertenor's hand.
"Are you sure? I feel like a freaking coward," Kurt sniffled. Blaine shook his head.
"You're one of the bravest people I know," he said quietly, reaching up to run his fingers through Kurt's hair.
"Do you mean that?" Kurt asked, eyes shining.
"Yes!" Blaine nodded vigorously as he parked the car at the park. He and Kurt grabbed their coffees and headed toward the nature trail so they could walk. Blaine reached out and wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, pulling him close.
"I love you," Kurt said quietly, looking down at the shorter male.
"I love you, too," Blaine whispered, snuggling close to Kurt as they started to walk.
