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He couldn't move, really. Even his facial muscles, carefully schooled into that implacable, bitchy, "you can't scare me" mask he'd perfectly developed, were frozen in a blank expression. He wished he could move. He knew that if this was any ordinary circumstance he would be a goner, shoved into those lockers so hard that his head would swim and tears would smart behind his eyes.
But as Blaine planted his hands on Karofsky's shoulders and shoved, his face twisted up in his righteous anger, the movement painfully slow as time seemed to wind down around them, he knew that things would never be the same.
Because he wouldn't have to do this by himself anymore.
Because he didn't have to hide it from him.
Because Blaine knew, and Blaine loved him, and Blaine was willing to fight for him.
And as he watched Blaine shove David Karofsky back, stepping in between the tormentor and the tormented, he knew that things were going to somehow, eventually, turn out all right.
Because Kurt Hummel had never asked for a hero, but suddenly he couldn't imagine life without him.
Author's Notes:
Goodness! I think this is the shortest drabble I've ever written!
This was written when the teaser for Night of Neglect first aired, and everyone was going haywire because "omg, Blaine pushed Karofsky!" I kept zeroing in on Kurt, who was just frozen, watching Blaine shove Karofsky. And so I wrote this to try to explore the sweet boy's thought process.
And now it makes my heart hurt, because now we know that Blaine had the crap beaten out of him, and the first time Karofsky threatened him he just held his hands up in surrender, but now Blaine loves Kurt enough to defend him, even if he doesn't ask him to do it.
EXCUSE ME I'LL BE RIGHT BACK THERE'S JUST A TREE IN MY EYE.
