Okay this thing I found on my computer under the name: "Story beginnings?" But I realized it fits into this universe. Wes/Kurt friendship. Kurt gets to be big brother for ones.

You guys who's sent in suggestions I'm working on it ;)

Kurt looked at the senior beside him. Wes was shaking like a leaf and he was very pale.

"Are you okay", Kurt asked. He didn't know the senior that well but he did know from the other Warblers that he was the guy to turn to when you had a problem, any kind of problem. He was Dalton Academy's most trusted student and the Big Brother Warbler… and for the boys in the dorm.

"Y-yeah", Wes stuttered out and chuckled nervously.

"Are you worried we'll be stuck here so long we miss curfew", Kurt teased. He and Wes had visited David at the hospital. The happy African-American boy had gotten appendicitis and had gone through surgery. He wanted visitors because he was bored. Wes and Kurt had been the only ones able to go that day and they agreed happily.

Now they had to leave so that they'd get home in time for curfew… but the elevator got stuck between the 5th and 6th floor. Wes had calmly pressed the alarm button and waited patiently, Kurt had freaked first but when he saw how calm Wes was he calmed down too. Now they'd been in there for more than an hour. The elevator was stuck so that it couldn't open enough on any floor for them to get out… and it had no top hatch for some stupid reason.

They knew that the firemen and staff were working to get the elevator moving, but not fast enough. It wasn't until now, an hour after they got stuck, that Kurt noticed Wes being pale and shaking.

"N-not really", Wes stuttered out. "I mean… I d-did c-call the s-school… right?"

"Yeah you did", Kurt said and he was starting to get really worried. Was Wes sick or something? He'd never heard the older boy stutter before. And now he was forgetting stuff. And he was shaking. And he was pale.

"Are you sure you're okay", Kurt asked him and moved closer.

"No Kurt", Wes said and held his hand up. "Stay away."

Kurt felt insulted.

"Excuse me?!" he yelled. "What's that supposed to mean? Do you think I stink or something? Or are you afraid I'll give you 'the gay'? Or do you just not like me?!"

"N-no n-nothing of the above", Wes said and sat down."I-I j-just n-need s-space…"

"Space", Kurt asked confused.

Wes smiled, but it was forced.

"T-the a-air i-is s-so c-close i-in h-here", he stuttered out. "R-right?"

"Uh… not really."

"O-oh m-must j-just b-be m-me t-then", Wes chuckled awkwardly. "I-it f-feels r-really s-stuffy i-in h-here…"

That's when Kurt got it. He knew what was wrong. Wes was claustrophobic! That had to be the only reason he acted like this because there didn't seem to be anything physical wrong with him. Kurt got up and went to sit in the corner across from Wes, to give him the sense of some more space. Wes smiled weakly at him.

"T-thanks", he stuttered.

"Why didn't you tell me you're claustrophobic", Kurt asked. "I would've been alright with taking the stairs."

"I-it's n-not s-so b-bad…"

"Wes you stutter worse than a lovesick girl asking a boy out."

"I-I j-just m-mean i-it i-isn't s-so b-bad… u-usually. I-I c-can u-usually h-handle b-being i-in a-an e-elevator… b-being s-stuck I-I c-can't h-handle."

Kurt smiled.

"Everyone feels like that about elevators I guess… but don't you worry, they'll have us out of here soon… in the meantime… let me distract you."

Wes cocked an eyebrow at him and smiled.

"Make yourself comfortable because I'm about to tell you everything about my life."

Wes smiled slightly and nodded slowly. Kurt smiled and started talking.

Here you go, feel free to send me request by review or pm ;) And I'll see what I can do about it :D

Sarah - But my sweet sweet friend Little Brother Wes is not DONE yet ;)