The first time Kurt saw him in the hallway he thought nothing of it. He just assumed that he was another new transfer-and it wouldn't be long before he joined the rest of the school in their hate campaign against the Glee Club.

The second time was when he began to see the signs. He started to see the way that he flinched if somebody got too close. He started to see the bags under his eyes.

Those hazel eyes.

The third time Kurt saw him was when he accidentally bumped into him in the hallway. He quickly rushed down to help him gather the books he dropped and when he was finished, he held out his hand for te boy to take.

He took it, gratefully and picked himself up off the floor.

And sweet grilled cheesus his eyes were even more intense up close. They held such gravity in them that they were enough to take Kurt's gaze away from the dark circles underneath them that could only be a result of tiredness.

The hazel eyed boy smiled. It was such a genuine smile that showed just how grateful he truly was. He kept his hand in Kurt's for a little longer than was strictly necessary.

"Thanks. I'm Blaine."
"Kurt. Kurt Hummel."
"See you around Kurt Hummel."

And with that he was gone. He walked away, but as he walked, Kurt couldn't help but think that Blaine had something to hide.

Two weeks had gone by. Two weeks that Kurt and Blaine would spend making eye contact in the hallway, or stealing glance across the classroom.

Then Blaine approached Kurt before Glee Club, "Hey. I was just thinking- do you wanna maybe grab some coffee some time?"
"Uhh-sure. I've got Glee Club now, but you're more than welcome to sit in and watch."

He took a quick glance at his watch, before his eyes widened, "actually, I've got to run, but I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Sure."

And yet again, Kurt watched as Blaine took off down the hallway.

"What are you so happy about?" those were the first words out of Mercedes' mouth as Kurt walked into the room.

He sat down next to her and folded his arms, still smiling with a glint in his eyes, "Nothing."

She raised an eyebrow at him, "You're lying."
"I know."

That was the end of their conversation.

The next day, true to his word, Blaine showed up at Kurt's locker. Kurt didn't know how he knew which one was his, but he wasn't going to complain any time soon.

"Hey. How was Glee Club?"
"It was good. You could join you know. Mr Schue's always looking for new members."
"I can't. I wouldn't be able to any way. Thanks though. So I was thinking. We've known eachother for two weeks now. Granted, we haven't talked much, but still-you need my number."

He handed him a slip of paper with his number scribbled messily along it. Kurt thanked him and pocketed the slip, promising him to call him as they both went to their separate classes.

The next few days went by, as the two grew closer and closer. They had soon become best friends, Kurt was beginning to doubt that Blaine had a secret.

But three days later…

Three days later his façade would break.

"Hey, Blaine-you wanna come to mine on Saturday? You can stay for dinner."

He shifted awkwardly where he stood. Kurt found it odd. Not the fact that he shifted awkwardly-but the fact he was never free on weekends, and was never free after school,

Nobody could be that busy.

"But why? You're not afrai are you?"
"No! No. I just-can we go somewhere a little more private?"
"Sure."

Kurt led Blaine to an empty classroom. He stayed standing as Blaine sat on one of the desks.

"Six months ago, I came out to my parents. I guess that they were ashamed, because-a few days later they just packed their stuff and left. It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just me, but it wasn't."

He paused and took a minute to collect his thoughts, "I have a sister. She's only ten years old, and my parents left. She kept asking me where they went, but I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell her that our parents just left."

Kurt took in all the information, "Is that why you can't come to Glee Club? Or do anything at the weekend?"

He nodded, "Yeah. I mean, I would see if one of my uncles could help me out, but my parents must have told the whole of my family about it, because they just blank me. We still live in the old house, because I still have some money in my bank, but it's part of my college funds for the future and I just don't know what I'm gonna do, or what Kate's gonna do when it- when it runs out."

By the end of it, both boys had tears in their eyes. Kurt stepped forward and placed his hands on his shoulders, "It's okay, Blaine. I'll sort it, okay?"

He nodded and let Kurt pull him in for a hug.

As the warning bell sounded, the two went to their next class. They didn't see eachother after that, because Kurt had Glee and Blaine had to pick Kate up from school.

But the next day, Kurt bounded up to Blaine, a huge grin on his face.

"Tomorrow, pack a few bags, and tell your sister to do the same."
"What? Why?"
"Because," a pause, "Because you two are coming to live with us. I spoke with my dad, Carole and Finn about it last night, and we have a spare room that Kate could use, and as long as you don't mind sharing a room, then we can help you two move in tomorrow. You'll have to share with Finn though."

"Finn? Why?"

There was a twinkle in Kurt's eye as he leant closer to Blaine, "Because, we're about to kiss, and I don't think that my dad would approve of me sharing a room with my boyfriend. Understandable though."
"Boyfriend?"
"Well. We're gonna have to go on a date first, but-yeah. Boyfriends. That okay with you?"

He smiled and opened his locker so that the two of them were cut off from the rest of the students occupying the hallway-out of sight.

The two pulled in for a kiss, safely out of sight from everyone else. When they pulled apart, Blaine's hazel eyes held the same twinkle as Kurt's had.

"Boyfriends."