Scott nearly jumped out of his skin as Kurt popped onto the edge of his bed, perched neatly on the foot board with a thoughtful look on his face. He smiled at the startled sound that came from the older teen.

"Hey" Kurt said calmly.

"Were you trying to scare me to death?" Scott said a whole lot less calmly than his boyfriend. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

Kurt tilted his head to the side, grinning, "I would have thought you'd be used to it by now."Scott glared, though it was more petulant than anything, making the blue teen snicker. "Cute"

"I'm not cute" Scott scoffed, but reached up and pulled Kurt down into his lap, "if anything you're cute." Kurt blushed but grinned nonetheless.

"So to what do I owe the pleasure of having you in my room and on my bed?" Scott said, placing a light peck on Kurt's lips.

"Pietro, actually."

Scott raised an eyebrow at that, "Should I be jealous or thank him?"

"Thank him, maybe" Kurt said, shrugging. "I . . . I think we need to talk" Kurt said, shifting somewhat awkwardly in the older teen's lap.

"Alright. . ." Scott said cautiously, "About?"

"Me . . . It's about um . . . What do you see in me?"

Scott blinked at the question. He wasn't quite sure what he had been expecting but it certainly wasn't that. He smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair out of Kurt's eyes. "Kurt, you're amazing. You're sweet, funny, caring, cute. . ." Scott trailed off, seeing the slight disappointment in Kurt's eyes despite the small smile that graced his lips. "What is it?"

"It's just" Kurt flushed, "Do you find me . . . attractive?"

Scott stared at him in disbelief, "You're kidding me, right?"

Kurt bit his lip, blinking back the tears that instantly sprang to his eyes. He got off of Scott's lap and stood, turning around so that the older boy wouldn't see the tears threatening to escape. "I'm sorry, that was a stupid question" he said, cursing slightly at the tremor in his voice.

Scott's eyes widened as he immediately realized his mistake and jumped up from the bed, quickly walking over to the smaller teen. Gently, he wrapped his arms around him, "Kurt, I didn't mean it like that. I was saying that, I mean c'mon, how can you not see how hot you are, and, as cliché as it might sound, beautiful. You've got amazing eyes, a great hot little body, and you're just . . . gosh how can you honestly not see that?"

Kurt took in a shuddering breath, turning in Scott's arms to face him. "Look at me" he motioned towards his body, "I scare people, I scared Kitty at first! I'm blue, and furry, with a tail" he said, wrapping his tail around Scott's wrist and then removing it for effect.

"I-" Scott began, but was cut off by Kurt.

"Don't say that you don't notice, you're going from Jean, a soft, curvy girl to me; a blue, furry boy with a tail!"

Scott sighed, stroking Kurt's cheek with the pad of his thumb. "But that's just it, I do notice. Yeah Jean is all of those things and I like those about her. But I like all the things you listed about you. I notice those things about you and I love them. So you have a tail, I think it's cute, and the way it swishes behind your ass when you walk the way you do is kind of a turn on. You're blue, my favorite color, and your furry, it's a non issue, it's just a part of who you are. Kurt, I find you extremely attractive, don't ever doubt that."

"Really?" Kurt asked.

Scott grinned, pressing their foreheads together, so close that their lips brushed with every word. "Yes, really" he breathed before he brought their lips together in a firm, yet gentle kiss, their lips moving in sync as their breath mingled.

Scott's tongue plundered Kurt's all too willing mouth as he brought one hand up to tangle in Kurt's hair and the other under his shirt, stroking the small of his back. A small whine escaped Kurt's lips as the hand slipped lower, slipping into the back of his jeans and squeezing.

"Well, what have we here?"

Kurt and Scott jumped apart immediately, staring in shock at a smug looking Jean leaning against the doorway.

"Jean, what are you doing in here?" Scott asked, "My door was locked!"

Jean rolled her eyes, "Telepath, remember? Telekinesis can come in handy on locked doors."

"Why are you in here?" Kurt asked, trying his best to reign in his temper.

Jean shrugged, "I heard what happened, Kurt wasn't in his room so I figured he'd be down here, I was concerned."

Scott snorted, "Concerned, right. More like wanting to make sure your jocks did a decent job of beating the shit out of him. What's your problem Jean, you've gone too far? The professor might not believe you're behind this but it's obvious. How could you do this to Kurt? To Pietro even!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about" The redhead said, feigning innocence.

"You made Duncan and his idiot friends go after Kurt because I broke up with you!"

"No!" Jean screeched, "He stole you from me!"

"No, you pushed him away!" Kurt hissed, "It's not my fault that you treated him more like a sex toy than a boyfriend!"

Jean raised her hand, sending a chair flying at Kurt. Kurt grabbed Scott and ported, landing on his bed which seemed to only infuriate the redhead further.

The chair followed the two, narrowly avoiding them as they ducked, crashing into the headboard and shattering.

"Have you lost your mind?" Scott screamed.

"Why would you do this to us Scott?" Jean demanded, "Why would you humiliate me like this! How could you leave me, for Kurt?"

"How could you be such a bitch without me noticing?" Scott asked in wonder. "Look Jean, just . . . stop this, please."

"I have a right to be angry Scott!"

"But you don't have the right to attack us" he said firmly, "Look Jean, go talk to the professor, but . . . Leave us alone until you get yourself sorted." Scott took Kurt's hand and dragged him away from his room, slamming the door behind them just as Jean sent another chair crashing into it.

AN: Sorry it took so long to update, suffering from a minor case of writer's block, but I hope you all liked this!

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