Nice longer chapter to make up for not updating for the past week and a bit. No excuses apart from sometimes life is more important than writing FF.
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I hope you all enjoy this chapter, I don't have much else to say, so will leave you to read =)
Hands were roaming all over his skin, the heat scorching him and making him feel like he was burning.
The tiles under his body were a contrasting cold, chilling him to the bone as the hands burnt him on the other end.
"Get off" he yelled, "stop touching me."
A snicker could be heard, but the hands stayed, keeping up their steady trail up and down his body. Heavy and hot, like burning coal being placed on top of him.
"No, stop," he tried again.
Blaine awoke with a start, but he wasn't sure why. The room was quiet apart from a couple of boys groaning and mumbling about something in their sleep.
What woke me up? Blaine thought as he sat up.
The boys had fallen asleep a couple hours after their conversation with Jay, and the 21 of them were currently spread around the large room, some having taken places on the couch, and others quite happy on the floor.
Blaine was on the floor, next to the couch that Kurt was sleeping on.
Hang on, he thought, I didn't fall asleep here, I was on the couch.
Blaine rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up a bit more so that he couldn't figure out what was going on and why he was on the floor, but before he could do anything else, a hand flew over the side of the couch and hit him in the shoulder.
Blaine looked towards the couch and saw Kurt lying there; his arms flying about, and a scared look on his face. He was mumbling quietly in his sleep.
Moving a bit closer to the couch, Blaine tried to listen to what Kurt was saying.
"Stop," Kurt mumbled again, the creases on his forehead deepening as his arm swung out again.
Ok, Kurt must have pushed me off, Blaine thought in his still half asleep state, not quite registering what was actually happening.
He stood up and went to lie back on the couch next to Kurt, pulling the boys arms in from where he was throwing them around.
"No stop!" Kurt cried loudly, his words much clearer than when he was mumbling.
"Shit," Blaine said as he fell back to the floor after another shove from Kurt.
"Shut up," someone groaned from the other side of the room.
Blaine rolled his eyes and moved back to the couch, sitting carefully on the edge, making sure not to touch Kurt.
"Kurt," he said quietly, "wake up," he placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't touch me," Kurt yelled, writhing underneath the touch, his eyes shut tight as if he were in pain.
"Crap," Blaine ran a hand through his hair.
"Kurt!" he exclaimed, "wake up, come on."
He shook the boys shoulders, trying to wake him up.
His exclamation had woken a couple of the other boys; it was easy to tell who were light sleepers and who wasn't.
"What's g'ng on?" Nick asked from where he was curled up.
"Kurt's having a nightmare," Blaine replied frantically as he shook the sleeping more some more, "Kurt, come on wake up."
"Don't, no, stop," Kurt cried almost in pain.
"Crap," Nick said as he got up and made his way to the couch to help Blaine try and wake Kurt up.
He laid on the cold tiles, shivering, and water running around his body. Where am I? He thought, what am I doing here?
The hands returned, but he can't make out a face or body to accompany them, all he can see is black shadows.
They start at his throat, the burning sensation returns with them, and make their way down his body. Over his chest, past his stomach, over his groin, down his legs, and back up. They repeat this journey as if trying to map his body.
His body is on fire; he doesn't know which to concentrate on. The cold from the tiles or the fire from the hands?
He whimpers as they cross his groin again, and he flings his hands out to try and stop, but they won't, the journey continues.
"Stop," he whimpers.
All of a sudden, another pair of hands joins the ones already on his body, this time on his arms, holding them down.
"No stop!" he cries louder, trying and succeeding in getting the hands off his arms.
He nearly breathes a sigh of relief, but the burning is still there, the first hands not leaving. The new hands don't stop either, they burn into his shoulders, heavy and hot, he almost can't breath.
"Don't touch me," he yells, no knowing whom he is yelling to.
The hands roaming his body shake as the person they belong to laugh. They continue their trail up and down, not once stopping.
All of a sudden he is flipped onto his stomach, the cool from the tiles relieving the burn from the hands. It doesn't last long though as the hands make their way over his back. Down his spine, and over the curve of his behind.
"Don't, no, stop," he cries into the tiles, not sure if the wetness he can feel is from the water around him or from the tears in his eyes.
"Mine," a voice says as the hands back their way back over his thighs.
"No," he whimpers.
"Kurt," he hears another voice.
"All mine," the voice that belongs to the hands says again as they grope his behind.
He whimpers again, tears falling from his eyes as he squeezes them shut and tries to think of something happier, something better than this.
"Kurt," the other voice, the new voice, says again, "wake up."
Wake up? He thinks, how can I wake up when I'm already awake?
The hands on his shoulders return, but this time they don't burn. They are soothing and light.
The new hands shake him as the burning hands roam his back.
Concentrating on the new soothing hands, he tries to forget about the hands burning into his back.
"Come on, please baby," the new voice says.
The burning hands start to disappear as a soothing voice and soothing hands surround him.
"You won't get away from me," is the last thing he hears before the hands disappear completely.
Blaine and Nick sat on the couch, trying to pull Kurt away from sleep and his subconscious, both of them not enjoying seeing Kurt crying and as if he were in pain.
As he saw Kurt's eyes opening, Blaine pulled him into a hug, his own tears falling from his eyes.
"Finally," he cried into Kurt's shoulder as the other boy lets out a sob.
"Where am I?" he asked, looking around at the room, a few faces looking back at him in tired annoyance.
Kurt froze at the sight of everyone's eyes on him.
"No, no, get away," he cried as he went to push Blaine off of him, still not fully awake, the thoughts from his subconscious still in his head.
"Kurt stop, it's alright," Blaine said softly into his shoulder, holding the boy close to him in order to calm him down.
When the rest of the boys realized that everything seemed to be fine, they laid back down in their spots and went back to sleep, leaving Blaine, Kurt, and Nick, to deal with whatever was going on.
Jay watched quietly from where he had sat up, waiting to see if his help would be needed.
"Where am I?" Kurt asked again.
"In the Warblers room," Blaine replied softly, "come on, I'll take you to bed."
Blaine stood from the couch and then bent over to pick Kurt up and carry him bridal style to his room.
Nick went to follow, to help him.
"I'll help Nick," Jay said, "It's alright, you go back to sleep, it's still far too early to be up."
"Are you sure?" Nick asked through a yawn.
"Yeah, it's fine," Jay replied.
"Ok, here's the key to the building, do you have your card to get in?" Nick asked as he handed Jay a key. Getting a nod in return he smiled before going back to where he had been sleeping.
The boys thanked him quietly, and with the help of Jay, Blaine carried Kurt out of the room.
Kurt was still crying, and had curled himself into Blaine.
They walked in silence to the dorm building, none of them knowing what to say, and Kurt really not in a state to be having a conversation.
"Which room?" Jay asked as they made their way down the hall of Charles house.
"Mine, please," Blaine replied quietly.
Jay opened the door, and let the boys in before going in himself.
"Thanks Jay," Blaine said as he put Kurt onto the bed, "for everything," he finished giving a pointed look to Kurt.
As soon as Blaine had put him on the bed, Kurt crawled to the middle and pulled Blaine's spare pillow to his chest.
"No problem," Jay replied, "do you want me to being your stuff back?"
"Are you sure? I can get it in the morning," Blaine replied as he walked with Jay back to the door.
"No it's fine, I'll probably just go back to my room anyway so I have to get my stuff too," Jay shrugged, trying to show Blaine that it was no big deal.
"That would be really great," Blaine smiled as he opened the door for Jay to get back out.
Jay smiled back, and with a 'no problem' he left to go get all their things.
Blaine made his way back over to the bed where Kurt had now pulled off his top and was inspecting his body.
"What are you doing?" Blaine asked quietly, watching what Kurt was doing.
"Looking for burns," Kurt said as though it was the most normal thing to be looking for, looking back over his shoulder before going back to his front.
"Why?" Blaine asked slowly as he sat in front of Kurt, not sure what was going on.
"The hands were like fire, and it hurt, and I could feel burning," Kurt explained, not seeing how none of that could have made any sense.
"Kurt," Blaine said quietly as he took the boys hands, "it was a dream, you're fine ok, I promise, you're not burnt."
Kurt looked into Blaine eyes seeing nothing but the truth reflected in them, and before he knew it, tears were forming in his own again and he had flung himself at Blaine.
"It was so scary Blaine, there were hands all over me, and I couldn't move, and they were so hot and it felt like they were burning me, and I was so scared of what they were going to do," Kurt cried into Blaine's chest.
"Hey, shh, it's all right, you're all right," Blaine hushed him, running his hand up and down Kurt's bare back.
They sat like that for a while, Kurt crying and Blaine soothing him.
Jay knocked and then entered the room, carrying the boys' things. His heart ached in his chest as he saw Blaine trying to comfort Kurt. He put the things down on the end of the bed and left the room silently, nodding when he heard Blaine's quiet 'thank you'.
Eventually Blaine and Kurt fell asleep wrapped up in each other's arms.
When they woke next, the sun was streaming in the windows and a phone was ringing from somewhere in the room.
Kurt groaned and rubbed his eyes as he sat up. He recognized the ringing as his phone. Looking around he noticed that he was in Blaine's room, said boy still in the process of waking up next to him.
He untangled himself from Blaine's arms and got out of bed in search of his phone, which was now ringing for a second time.
Finding it amongst the pile of blankets and things that Jay had brought back into the room for them, he pulled it out with an 'a ha', sliding to accept the call.
"Hello?" he asked around a yawn.
"Hey bud, how are you?" Burt's voice sounded in his ear.
"'M good, tired though," Kurt yawned again.
"Sleeping alright?" his Dad asked.
"Eh," Kurt shrugged even though he knew his Dad couldn't see, "I guess so."
"Ok, if you're sure. Just wanted to check you were still coming down today," Burt asked.
"Yeah, Blaine will drive me down, and then depending on how I feel I might drive my car back," Kurt said as he sat back on the bed mouthing 'Dad' to Blaine who was now sitting up watching him.
"Ok, I will see you later then, love ya kiddo."
"Love you too Dad, bye," Kurt replied before clicking out of the call.
"Everything alright?" Blaine asked as he slid his arms around Kurt's waist, hooking his chin over his shoulder.
'Yeah, just seeing if I'm still going down today," Kurt sighed, putting his arms on top of Blaine's, relaxing in the hold.
"Ah, right, well we best get up and get ready then huh?" Blaine said, placing a kiss on Kurt's neck and unwinding his arm, getting off the bed to go to the bathroom.
Kurt smiled and stood up, following Blaine into the bathroom and wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist, hooking his chin over said boys shoulder, holding Blaine like Blaine had been holding him on the bed, watching him in the mirror as he grabbed his toothbrush.
"Guess I better go to my room and get ready then huh?" Kurt smiled, locking eyes with Blaine in the mirror.
Blaine smiled around the toothbrush in his mouth, and then continued with his brushing.
Just as he put the brush back in its place, he looked back in the mirror and locked eyes with Kurt again, who was in the same position.
Kurt smiled and suddenly Blaine was flipped around, face to face with Kurt.
"Hello," Kurt smirked.
"Hey," Blaine breathed.
Kurt leant forward and pecked him on the lips.
"Mm, minty," he said as he licked his lips.
Blaine laughed as was about to move so he could get ready for the day, but before he could, Kurt's lips were back on his, kissing him insistently.
Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt back, letting him take the lead in the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck.
Kurt continued kissing Blaine as they forgot about everything that was going on, lost in their own little world. Eventually though, Kurt pulled away and rested his forehead on Blaine's.
"I love you," he said quietly as he pecked Blaine on the lips once more.
"I love you too," Blaine replied, "come on, we need to get ready to go," he finished, running his hands softly up and down Kurt's back.
Kurt shuddered slightly as thought of his nightmare filled his mind. Kissing Blaine once more, he uncurled his arms from around said boy and made his way out of the bathroom.
"Give me 30 minutes," he called into the room before closing the door and making his way to his own room, a smile on his face as he thought about the kiss he and Blaine had just shared.
Around 3 hours later, the boys were pulling into their street. Kurt was rather nervous about going to the police station, as he had no idea what it would be about.
"Do you want me to come with you to the station?" Blaine asked as they pulled up outside the houses.
"You can if you want, I'm sure your parents want to see you," Kurt said quietly.
Blaine turned in his seat and took hold of Kurt's hands, not saying anything until Kurt was looking him in the eye.
"I asked if you want me to come, it's your decision," he said once Kurt was looking at him.
"Well, yeah, I thought you were anyway," Kurt replied quietly, biting his lip and adverting his gaze.
"I just wanted to make sure that's what you wanted," Blaine smiled, and lifted Kurt's hand to his mouth to kiss, "come on, lets go see my parents first and then we can go, that way they don't get grumpy for not seeing me."
Kurt laughed, but agreed. They got out of the car and made their way into Blaine's house.
"Mom? Dad?" Blaine called out as he opened the door and walked in the house.
"Blaine is that you?" Sophia called out from the kitchen, soon followed by the sound of heels clicking on the wooden floors as she came into the foyer.
"Oh Blaine," she said pulling him into a hug and planting a kiss on his cheek, "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages dear."
"Yeah, it's been pretty busy, but we had to come into Lima for something so thought I had better pop in and see you two," Blaine hugged his Mom back.
"Oh Kurt," Sophia said as she pulled back from hugging Blaine just to pull Kurt into a hug, "how have you been dear? How are you liking Dalton?"
"It's good, Mrs. Anderson," Kurt said softly, hugging her back.
"Don't be silly, you know to call me Sophia," she laughed as she stepped out of the hug.
Blaine moved to Kurt's side, taking his hand in his own and giving it a squeeze. Sophia placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Oh my boys, you both look so tired, I hope those silly friends of yours aren't keeping you awake all night," she laughed.
"No, it's fine, just been a rough week," Blaine replied, trying not to let away the fact that yes, they were in fact very tired, "Dad around?" he asked trying to change the subject.
"No, he's out of town for business," Sophia sighed as she dragged the boys into the kitchen, "coffee?"
Both boys nodded and she turned around to flick the coffee maker on.
"Where is he this time?" Blaine asked as they sat down on the stools at the kitchen island.
"He is in L.A. at the moment, problems at one of the hotels there, then he is off to New York to look into a new development," Sophia sighed as she pulled mugs from the cupboard, "he travels so much for his job, but he should be home for a while after next Friday I hope."
The boys accepted the coffees that she had placed in front of them with smiles.
"So what brings you to Lima then?" Sophia asked as she leant on the counter across from them, looking at them with concern.
Blaine looked at Kurt as he let him decide what he wanted to say.
"I have to go to the police station and Blaine is coming with me," Kurt shrugged, deciding that he didn't mind if Sophia knew.
"Oh, how come dear?"
"I got attacked last week at McKinley, and after talking to Dad, we went to the police and reported it. I guess they want to talk to me today," Kurt replied quietly as he ran his finger around the rim of his mug.
"Oh Kurt," Sophia said quietly as went around to him and pulled him into another hug.
Kurt flushed and just accepted the hug from Sophia.
"Ok Mom, that's enough, off you get," Blaine said jokingly as he stood from the stool.
"Ok, ok," Sophia laughed as she let go of Kurt, raising her hands in a surrender type gesture, "you boys need to come home next weekend, and then we can have a big family dinner with all of us."
"Sounds good to me, what about you Kurt?" Blaine asked as Kurt also got off his stool.
'Yeah, that sounds nice, I think a weekend at home will be good," Kurt smiled.
"Good, I will make sure to organize it with your family," Sophia smiled at Kurt, "and I will make sure your father doesn't schedule any trips away between now and then, although he shouldn't, but I will make sure he knows."
"Ok Mom, sounds good," Blaine smiled again, "we should probably get going though, sorry we couldn't stay longer."
"Don't be silly, I will see you next weekend," Sophia replied as she walked with the boys to the door.
She gave them both hugs and a kiss on the cheek before telling them with a laugh to get out of the house and she will see them next weekend.
The boys laughed and linking hands, they walked across the front yard to Kurt's house.
"Dad, we're here," Kurt called as they walked into the house.
"In here," his Dad called back from the living room.
The boys walked into the living room and sunk onto the couch.
"We were just next door," Kurt told his Dad, "we are going to come home next weekend for the whole weekend, and Sophia was wanting to do a big dinner."
"Sounds good to me," Burt said as he looked as his son, "you should see Carole and her when they get together, sometimes I'm glad we changed the basement into a games room so I can get away from the chatter," he finished with a laugh.
"I can imagine," Kurt and Blaine said at the same time, causing them to erupt in laughter.
"Right, you ready to go then?" Burt said suddenly seriously.
"Yeah, I suppose so," Kurt sighed as he stood up again, Blaine following after him.
They decided that Blaine and Kurt would drive together, and Burt would meet them there.
As they got out of the car at the police station, Blaine gave Kurt's hand a slight squeeze to reassure him that he was there for him no matter what happened.
"Come on, lets see what they want," Burt said as he walked up behind the boys.
Kurt nodded, squeezed Blaine's hand back, and then walked into the station.
"Hi, we are here to see Officer Jones," Burt said to the receptionist behind the desk.
"Please take a seat and he will be with you in a moment," the lady replied.
The three of them sat down amongst the various chairs in the reception area, a minute later Officer Jones, who had been the one they reported the attack to, came out from the back.
"Ah, Mr. Hummel, thank you for coming today, I wouldn't normally ask you to come in on a Sunday, but it was the only day I had available to speak to you this week" Officer Jones addressed Kurt, "please, come on back."
The three of them stood and follow him to an office. Once in the office, they sat down around the desk in the middle of the room.
"Now Kurt, I'm just going to say first that it isn't good news," Officer Jones said sympathetically.
"What?" Burt questioned sounding furious, "what do you mean it's not good news."
Kurt froze as soon as the sentence had left the officers lips, grasping tightly to Blaine's hand. Blaine had then placed his other hand on top of Kurt's, sandwiching his hand in between his own.
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked so quietly that he was unsure if anyone could hear.
"We have questioned Mr. Karofsky, and he provided us with an alibi saying that he wasn't in the vicinity of the school when you said the attack took place," Officer Jones started, "We then investigated the alibi, and it matched up. Now, we can't say wether or not this person was just covering for him, but at this point in time there is nothing we can do because it all matches up."
Kurt's face had drained of colour, and he was starting to shake, Blaine wasn't looking much better as he tried to sooth his boyfriend. Burt however, was furious.
"Of course it's a cover up, you think he would lie about this? Look at him," he gestured wildly to his son who was still frozen in place.
"Mr. Hummel, I can assure that I don't think Kurt has lied about this, but right now there is nothing more I can do. I'm sorry," Officer Jones replied, and Burt, Blaine, and Kurt, had to admit that he did look rather sorry about the situation
"Ok," Kurt said shakily, "I guess we will go then."
He stood from where he was sitting and made to walk to the door, forgetting that Blaine still had a hold of his hand. Blaine in turn was pulled from his seat and to the door as well.
Officer Jones looked at the three of them apologetically.
"I really am sorry, if there is anything you need, don't hesitate to call," he said before they walked out the door.
"Lets hope we don't have to," Burt said before closing the door behind him, his anger clear when the door slammed.
Kurt continued walking out of the station and towards the car, waiting patiently for Blaine to unlock it.
"You going to get your car kiddo?" Burt asked his son.
"No, it's fine, I just want to go, I will see you next weekend," he replied snappily.
Burt looked at Kurt, and then to Blaine who just shrugged helplessly, before sighing and with a 'bye, love you', heading off to his own car.
When Blaine had unlocked the car Kurt got in and closed the door with more force than would be normal.
Blaine got into the drivers seat and turned to face Kurt, both boys looking absolutely heartbroken
"Talk to me," he pleaded, "tell me what you are thinking."
"Can we just go," Kurt replied monotonously.
Blaine nodded and turned back around in his seat, starting the car and driving back to Dalton.
About an hour into their trip back, Kurt broke the silence.
"They don't believe me do they?" he asked quietly.
Blaine glanced to Kurt before looking back at the road, removing one hand from the steering wheel to hold Kurt's hand.
"I'm not sure babe, he sounded like he wanted to believe you," Blaine replied.
"Do you believe me?" Kurt asked quieter than before, gazing at his fingers that were linked with Blaine's.
When Blaine didn't answer right away, tears started to form in Kurt's eyes and he went to remove his hand from where it was connected with Blaine's. He then noticed that the car had stopped moving. Looking up, he saw that Blaine had pulled over to the side of the road and was now facing him, waiting for Kurt to look up.
"Kurt, listen to me," he said as he took Kurt's free hand in his, "of course I believe you, why would you even ask that?"
"Well no one else believes me, otherwise they would have done more," Kurt said quietly, trying to keep the tears away.
"Kurt, of course they believe you, I could tell he wanted the outcome to be different, but like he said there isn't much more they can do if it all matches up. It does not mean I don't believe you," Blaine stressed.
"I ju-just don't kn-know why th-this happened, why m-me?" Kurt stuttered out as the tears started to fall.
Blaine pulled him into a hug the best he could whilst in the car.
"Oh Kurt, I wish it never happened, I wish you didn't have to go through this," he said as he rubbed his hand up and down Kurt's back.
"I love you Blaine, so much," Kurt said through his sobs.
"I love you too, more than you will ever know," Blaine replied softly.
Kurt pulled back from the hug, laughing as he wiped his eyes.
"I really need to stop doing that," he sniffed.
"Doing what?" Blaine asked.
"Crying all the time."
"Don't be silly, you're allowed to cry as much as you like," Blaine replied with a smile, "shall we get going again now?"
"Yeah," Kurt nodded as he looked back out the window, "probably a good idea."
Blaine gave Kurt a kiss then started the car again, pulling onto the road and continuing to Dalton.
"I was thinking I could talk to Jay when we get back," Kurt said quietly as he watched the trees passing by.
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind that," Blaine replied with a smile as he continued driving, "I will text him when we get back and see if he will come talk with you."
"Thank you," Kurt said quietly, resting his head on the window and closing his eyes.
A little while later, the boys had arrived back at Dalton and were in Kurt's room waiting for Jay to arrive.
Jay knocked on the door and opened it when they called for him to come in.
"Hey, how's it going?" Jay asked as he came in the room.
"Alright," Kurt shrugged from where he was sitting against his headboard, "you can sit down," he gestured to the seat at his desk.
"Do you want me to leave you two to talk?" Blaine asked Kurt.
"No it's fine, you can stay, it's not like you don't know anything anyway," Kurt replied, taking his hand to keep him there.
"What did you want to talk about?" Jay asked, even though he had a fair idea.
Kurt took a deep breath then started to tell Jay everything, starting with the kiss from the previous year, right down to what was said at the police station earlier in the day, including the nightmares he was having.
Jay stayed silent the entire time, letting Kurt get out everything he needed to He saw Blaine give his hand a squeeze every now and then, or a hand placed on his leg, letting Kurt know that he was there, grounding him.
"So, now I don't know what I'm going to do, I don't even know if anyone believes me," Kurt finished.
"Kurt," Blaine scolded, "stop, you know I believe you."
"So do I," Jay nodded, "trust me, there is no way anyone could fake this kind of hurt."
"You believe me?" Kurt asked Jay, not believing what he was hearing.
"Of course I do, like I said I know you aren't faking, I can tell," Jay replied.
Upon hearing that, Kurt burst into tears, not believing that even though the police said Karofsky's alibi matched up, people still believed him that it happened. He had been so scared that no one would believe him in the first place, even if Karofsky had said it did happen, that hearing someone who wasn't his family or his boyfriend say that they did believe him made him rather emotional.
"Sorry," he said to Jay as he wiped his tears away, "I can't seem to stop crying all the time."
"It's fine, at least it's a way of getting your emotions out," Jay replied with a shrug, "I have done my fair share of crying these past few years, it's normal."
Kurt smiled at that, knowing he wasn't the only one who had been through something like this.
"Kurt, honestly, anytime you need to talk just give me a text. I never had anyone to talk to who had been through a similar thing to me, and I think that made it harder for me to get through it all, so if I can help in any way I'm here," Jay said sincerely.
Kurt got up from the bed, giving Blaine a smile as he let go of his hand, and walked over to Jay, making him get out of the chair so he could give him a hug.
"Thank you so much," Kurt said as he hugged Jay tight, "I'm so glad I can call you a friend."
"No problem." Jay said as he hugged Kurt back.
They both pulled back from the hug with a smile and an amused look on their faces.
"Right, well I better go, I have homework that needs to be done before tomorrow," Jay said as he walked to the door, "see you two later."
"Bye Jay, and thank you," Kurt said sincerely.
"Thanks Jay," Blaine called from the bed.
"No problem, see ya later," Jay said before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him.
Kurt sighed and went back to the bed to sit down next to Blaine.
"You alright?" Blaine asked as he wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist.
"Yeah, it was nice to talk to someone who really understands," Kurt replied as he nuzzled into the junction between Blaine's neck and shoulder.
"I'm glad babe, I cant even begin to imagine how hard this must be for you," Blaine sighed as he linked his hands together around so Kurt was encircled in them.
"Mm, you help me forget though," Kurt said as he started kissing Blaine's neck, moving up to his jaw, along his jaw, and finally resting his lips on Blaine's.
"Do I now?" Blaine asked with a smirk.
They hadn't done much apart from kiss since Kurt's attack, and Blaine was fine with that, he was quite happy to let Kurt decide what would happen and when it would happen with everything like that. Blaine would be happy as long as he could call Kurt his.
Kurt continued to place small kisses on his lips.
"Kiss me already," he practically growled into Blaine's lips.
Blaine immediately responded, his lips meeting Kurt's with passions.
They kissed softly and slowly, their position moving from sitting to lying on the bed.
Eventually the kisses turned languid as their bodies grew tired and their breathing deep. Lying in each other's arms, lips only inches apart, whispered 'I love you's' being the last thing said before sleep took them.
A/N: Aww fluff... I'm sorry about what happened at the police station, but there is a reason for that happening, and I know that these sorts of things do happen, so it's not entirely an entirely impossible situation.
Yay for Kurt talking to Jay! R&R
Loves xx