Blaine stormed up to his room and slammed the door behind him. He picked up a water bottle and hummed it across the room. It bounced off the wall and clacked onto the floor. He had just gotten into a huge fight with his dad about him not spending time with his family. Well, his family didn't exactly agree with his lifestyle choice, so no one could really blame him for spending all of his time with Kurt, someone who could relate to him and actually care about his problems. He noticed the flashing green light on his phone. It was a text message from Kurt. Hey how's your evening? The text read. Blaine texted him back, explaining what had just happened, and afterwards, he felt much better. He went to bed completely content. Around 1 AM, he was woken up by a strange noise. He flipped on his lamp and once he heard the noise again, he noticed it sounded like small rocks clicking together coming from his window. He got up to look out the window and saw Kurt standing outside on his lawn, throwing pebbles up at Blaine's window. Blaine opened the window and pointed towards the front door, meaning Kurt should meet him there. Blaine crept down the stairs and stepped outside to meet Kurt in a huge hug. "What are you doing here?" Blaine asked.

"You said you had a rough night. I had to come and see you. Oh, this is for you," Kurt said, handing Blaine a single red rose.

"Kurt, it's lovely. Thank you," Blaine said, pulling Kurt close to him. "And you really didn't have to drive all the way out here just to see me."

"Yes I did. I know how much your family upsets you sometimes. I love you Blaine," Kurt said.

"I love you too, Kurt." Blaine's heart stopped when he saw the light in his parents' bedroom flip on above him. "You should go. I don't want you to get in trouble. I'll text you in the morning," Blaine said, kissing Kurt quickly.

"Okay. Bye, Blaine," Kurt said, leaning in for one more kiss.

"Bye, Kurt. Drive safely," Blaine said. He made sure Kurt made it out of the driveway unnoticed before sneaking back into the house. He scurried back up to his room and shut the door behind him. He placed the rose on his bedside table and it was the last thing he saw before he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep with a smile on his face.