Underneath We're the Same Chapter 3: For Your Glory, a glee fanfic

Chapter Three: For Your Glory

Author's Note: I would like to thank whomever reviewed. However, this storyline that I have given Blaine is very close to my heart. I am sorry if someone doesn't like Blaine and Kurt 'experiencing' every thought. Whether ya'll like it or not, I will continue to write their every thought and feelings. I was molested when I was a child. I will be writing this the way I see fit. You don't like it, don't read. However, I don't mind if you have issues with the triggering storyline though. You can feel free to tell me if I need to dial back on something. I will do my best to try and do so. Otherwise, you have been warned that this story is dark.

Fighting for the things you give me
I want to share your love
feeling like a wounded soldier
strength is not enough
and I can't win this battle on my own

The sword has been buried
piled on with dirt
Speak to me your promises
resurrect your word 'cuz I can't win
this battle on my own no I can't win
this battle on my own

I'll rise up and be your voice
I made my choice, this is my story
Your songs are stored inside my heart
So break me apart
It's for your glory, let it pour out of me
let it pour out of me, it's for your glory

So ride out on your wings of love
Show me that you're here
Cut down on my enemies trembling with fear
'cuz I can't win this battle on my own, no
I can't win this battle on my own

I'll rise up and be your voice
I made my choice, this is my story
Your songs are stored inside my heart
So break me apart
It's for your glory

Let it pour out of me
Let it pour out of me
Let it pour out of me
It's for your glory

It had been three weeks since they'd seen each other. Not on purpose. Blaine had been busy with the contractor, and Kurt had been at the hospital almost round the clock. Someone had been fired, and Kurt had been the one to take over. He was ready to fall over. One morning, he got home, and there was an elaborate breakfast on the table. And Blaine in just a pair of gray boxers by the table, pouring coffee. "Blaine, this is so sweet. I didn't expect this." He had given him a key, just in case he ever wanted to give himself a break and have a place to go. Kurt was so glad that he was using the key. Kurt hadn't fully expected him to. He ran his hand through his brown hair. He wanted to shower, but he smelled the food, and he had to eat. Kurt was so glad to see him. He dropped onto one of the kitchen chairs, giving him a smile. "You are too good to be true." He said. Kurt reached for the eggs, to start putting some on his plate. There was also toast, home fries, French toast, and fresh fruit. Kurt couldn't believe that Blaine had done all this.

Blaine poured Kurt some coffee. "It's decaf, so you won't stay up once you finally get to bed." He sat down, pulling out his own plate, and grabbing some French toast and blueberries. He had made the syrup, too. His mother had taught him. Blaine had just wanted to do something for Kurt, he knew that he had been working too hard lately. He had to admit, he was glad to be here. Blaine had spent the night here, he had needed a night away from his family for awhile. They also deserved some time away from him. Blaine had been surprised that he had come here. But he was glad, too. He had to get used to being around Kurt. They hadn't seen each other in awhile, he wanted to fix that. They really clicked well, and Blaine liked that. He looked at Kurt as he got some toast. "I just wanted to do something for you. You have been working so hard lately." It was true, every time he tried to call or text him, Kurt was working. Blaine thought the hospital was working him way too hard. He had been at the hospital almost nonstop. Blaine was really proud of Kurt. He was such a hard worker. He really admired that. It was sexy.

Kurt filled his plate. And took a bite. "I love it, it was so sweet." He said. "Plus, you are an amazing cook, it tastes delicious." He honestly didn't know what he would do without Blaine right now. He was being incredibly sweet at the moment. It was amazing. He didn't know what to talk about, he was so tired. Kurt could barely remember his own name right now. He didn't mind that, it was good to be here with Blaine. He ate some more of his breakfast. The only thing missing was bacon. Kurt loved bacon, possibly more than he loved any other meat. "You just should have made bacon." He said, chuckling. He did his best to make sure that his tone sounded joking. Kurt was really touched about this. It was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever done for him. Kurt couldn't believe how delicious this was. He didn't know if his waistline was going to like it, but he was going to enjoy eating it. He looked at Blaine. "So, how is your family? I've missed hearing about Aimee." This was true. He was sure that she was an adorable baby girl. All he could think about when he thought about her was Blaine. He was wondering if the little girl still looked like him. Kurt sipped his coffee. That was good, too, almost as good as Starbucks.

"I'll remember bacon next time." Blaine said, grinning a little. He was so glad that Kurt was enjoying breakfast. Blaine was going to have to go in a bit, he had a meeting with the contractor again. Blaine was trying to get him to agree to a start date. There were issues. Blaine just wanted to get him to agree to get going. He was excited to get to try and decorate his place. He still loved being with his family, but he was anxious for his own place. Especially since he was doing really good on his furniture. He was just about done. It was his biggest accomplishment. He wasn't sure if he could wait too much longer. He was going crazy. He wanted to start the work. "Can… I've planned out all of the interior design for my house, and I was wondering if you would want to give me your opinion about it." Blaine really did care about Kurt's opinion. He was hoping that Kurt would have a good idea about what he had picked. It was very important to him. Blaine took a bite of his eggs. He had been so glad to do something for Kurt. Especially since they'd not really seen a lot of each other lately.

That made Kurt grin widely. He loved things like that. It was one of the reasons that he was alive. Kurt would have gone into interior decorating if he hadn't become a nurse. He couldn't imagine any other career than the one he had, though. He loved helping people. It was such a rush. Plus, he was good at it. "I would love to help you! I live for stuff like that." It was true, too. Kurt was so bubbly now. He hoped that he'd still be able to go to sleep. Kurt was very punch drunk. It was something that he was used to. He was always that tired from work. Kurt didn't know how he was going to spend all the extra money from the extra shifts. He of course had some put back for bills, but he was killing it in over time. Kurt was so glad that he was so covered, after he stopped being so tired, he'd appreciate having all the extra cash. Maybe he could get something for Blaine. He would love to, and he had already done the responsible thing. Kurt drank some more of his coffee. He was really enjoying himself. This was one of the best mornings he'd ever had. Kurt couldn't help but grin. He was so happy he thought he might burst at the seams. "We can take a look after I sleep."

That made him relax a little. Blaine was relieved that Kurt was going to help. Blaine couldn't believe that he hadn't freaked out since he'd been here. That was good. It was momentous. Blaine thought that he might have to give himself a reward. He was dying for some chocolate. He wasn't always that into it. Blaine hadn't had any in awhile though. That was why he was jonesing. It was time to have some. Blaine could hardly concentrate on anything, he got so lost in Kurt's blue eyes. They were like the sky. He had never seen so beautiful a man before. Kurt was like a porcelain doll. It was the best thing about him. Blaine put some more food on his plate. It was one of the best meals he'd ever made. Blaine was going to have to do this again. He liked having someone to cook for. It was better than just him. Blaine was starting to really care about Kurt. He was someone that Blaine could really trust. Kurt was the first person outside of his family that that had happened with in a long time. Blaine knew this was progress. "I don't think I could do it without you. I am so glad you said you'd help."

Kurt ate some more, feeling better by the minute. He was still tired, but he was glad that Blaine was here. "I can look it all over tomorrow. I plan on falling into bed after breakfast. I wish I could stay awake to hang out with you, but I am thoroughly exhausted. I really hope they hire someone at the hospital, because I can't do this anymore. I am so ready to pass out. All the time. I am really into the extra cash, but I am ready for a break." This was most certainly true. Kurt didn't think he could keep going like that. But he was really a workaholic. Kurt couldn't help it, he loved work.

That made him smile brightly. "It's okay. I have a meeting with the contractor, and then I have to watch Aimee for a couple of hours. You can sleep, and then we can get together for dinner." Blaine said. It seemed so sensible. That was new for him. He was glad that he was being sensible. Plus, it was so domestic and normal. Blaine almost teared up when he thought about it. He was so proud of himself. His family was, too. He couldn't believe that he was doing so well. Blaine said, "I have to go as soon as I clean up the breakfast dishes. But you can call me in the evening when you wake up and I'll come over." He said this without any hint of nervousness. That was real progress.

A few hours later, he was watching Aimee. She was playing with a couple of her Barbie dolls while she watched iCarly on television. Blaine was sitting on the couch and reading a book. He was glad that he had a bit to sit and read a book. He liked to read. It was something that he had always been able to do that took his mind off things. Blaine liked romance novels, funnily enough. They always ended up happy, and he didn't have to think too much about them. Puck was working, and Olivia had needed to go to the store and she hadn't wanted to take Aimee. Blaine could get that. Aimee was a handful at the store. She always wanted everything. That was just normal. Blaine didn't mind watching her. It was usually fun. Aimee was generally pretty well behaved. It made watching her easy. Blaine wasn't sure what he wanted, if he wanted Kurt to be the one or not. They were having a lot of fun. At least, right now they were. Blaine just hoped that it would continue to yield positive results. He didn't know how he was really going to keep this up, but he was doing a great job so far. Blaine looked up to check on his niece, who was still playing. Blaine then went back to his book.

It was right about then that Olivia got home. She headed for the kitchen with the groceries. She enjoyed shopping without Aimee sometimes. She had stopped at Rue 21 to get some clothes. She needed some new jeans. She had gotten three pairs, because she'd had a coupon and they were on sale. She put the groceries away and then went to put away her jeans. Olivia and Puck's anniversary was coming up. She was trying to think of what to get for him. He was hard to buy for. Olivia wasn't really sure how extravagant they were making the gifts, either. She had a few things in mind that she could get, maybe, but generally, he didn't want a lot of money spent on him. At least, by her. He liked to spend that kind of money on himself himself. Olivia took the jeans and hung them on skirt hangers and then in the closet. She grabbed some dirty clothes to start in the washer before she relieved Blaine from his babysitting. She headed down to the first floor, off the kitchen, where the laundry room was. She almost jumped out of her skin when she found her fiancé there, with a golden lab puppy. "Noah!" She shrieked, and then noticed the puppy, and dropped the basket she was carrying. "What did you do?" She cried, as she dropped to her knees, to pet the puppy. The dog licked her face, and wagged its tail. "Oh my God, Noah." Her face lit up in a smile.

Puck was grinning from ear to ear, also. "It's a girl, and her name is Daisy." He laughed as Daisy jumped all over herself trying to get into Olivia's lap. Puck was glad that they seemed to get along. He didn't know what was going to end up being his gift, but this was making him over the moon. "Happy anniversary, babe." He was so glad that she liked Daisy. Olivia squealed and got up, throwing her arms around him. He held her and then stepped back. He kissed her softly. He loved being able to make her happy like that. It was one of his favorite things.

She couldn't believe he'd gotten her a puppy. That wasn't ever something that she'd thought would happen. She had to admit, she was over the moon. "Noah, nothing I get you is going to make up for Daisy." Olivia said, as the dog stayed around her feet, licking her bare feet. Aimee and Blaine both came in from the living room. Olivia turned to her daughter. "Look, Daddy got me a puppy, Ames." Olivia smiled as Aimee leaned to pet the dog. Daisy was playfully licking her on the face, and Aimee was giggling. Olivia couldn't believe that her fiancé was so sweet.

Blaine didn't really know how Puck and Olivia had gotten so lucky, but he was happy for them. Daisy was an adorable dog. Blaine didn't know if Olivia had something that was as good as that planned for his brother. Blaine leaned down to pet Daisy, too, and she licked his face, her tail wagging. Blaine could hardly believe how adorable she was. "Good job, bro." Blaine said, as he ran his hand through Daisy's fur. Her tail was wagging like a motorboat propeller. He stood, and she kept around his feet. Blaine watched as Aimee kept petting her still, but very carefully. She had been taught to pet animals carefully. And Aimee was a very smart girl. Blaine ran his hand through his curls. He was due to text Kurt ad see if he was awake yet. Blaine was busy thinking of what he and Kurt would do for dinner. He didn't mind cooking again, he just didn't know what to make. He had a few things that he really knew how to make, that he was really good at. Blaine couldn't decide if he should cook or pick up something. Kurt was going to be groggy from sleep, and likely to be hungry. Blaine didn't want him to have to do anything. Daisy was barking and watching Olivia put the laundry in the washer. Blaine looked at Puck. "You make all the men in the world look bad."

Puck chuckled. "I just love my girl, man." He said, grinning as he put his arm around her waist. He twirled her around, her long hair flying. She giggled. Puck had a plan to take her out, too, to a really great dinner. And a movie. Puck had surprised himself with the level of commitment he had made with her. Puck had had a bit of a reputation in high school. He hadn't been one to settle down. This was in the short time before he and Olivia had begun dating. He'd been in denial about his feelings for her. But once he'd finally admitted it, they'd been inseparable ever since. Puck and Olivia had been together for eight years, and he knew how rare that was. You didn't meet your soulmate when you were five years old. Except them. Puck didn't really know what his life might have been like without her. He was sure he'd have been a lot worse off, that was for sure. Puck gave her a swat on the butt. She giggled. Puck looked at her. "Let's get a pizza or something for dinner, babe. It's still too hot to mess with making it hot in here." Puck knew that Blaine was going back to Kurt's, for which he was grateful.

That sounded good to Olivia. There was only one place that delivered to the rez. Olivia led them all out to the kitchen. Aimee went to help her father get some puppy chow for Daisy. Olivia was finding it hard to be anything but happy right now. Especially since Blaine was doing better. Olivia went to the coupon drawer to get out the pizza parlor coupons. They called there just enough that they knew the workers. Olivia had even worked there in high school. That had been fun for her. She'd gotten a lot of tips, partly because of her being Puck's girlfriend, and partly because she had always been hot. A lot of the guys in high school had hit on her, but they always ended up regretting it. Olivia hadn't minded the attention, it was just second nature to her. She pulled up the internet on her phone, to order. "Blaine's going to Kurt's, so we don't have to worry about him." She said. She sounded very glad about this. Olivia had been only eleven when Blaine had been attacked, and she hadn't known how to handle it. Olivia hadn't been able to get how someone had been able to do that to someone like Blaine, who had always been a nice, friendly kid. Olivia cycled through the web page, getting a couple of pizzas, with mushrooms, bacon, pepperoni, and extra cheese.

Speaking of Blaine, he had gotten out his own phone, so he could text Kurt. He said, "I don't know when I'm going yet, so I might be here for a bit. Kurt's probably still sleeping. The hospital hs been working him really hard." Blaine thought that it really wasn't fair. He understood why they had to do it, but that didn't mean that he liked it. Blaine didn't want Kurt to have to work so hard. It meant Kurt was tired all the time. Blaine didn't really think that he could ever work that hard. He supposed he did on the months he was working, but since he taught first grade, he didn't have as many homework pages to grade. Blaine already had half his lesson plans done. He was trying to make sure that he was ready for the year. Blaine liked to be prepared. It was just easiest for him. It helped him have less work. He loved being a teacher. He had worked really hard to get where he was. Blaine texted Kurt, asking him if he was okay and awake. Blaine put his phone on the counter, not wanting to be too eager. He had to admit, he had never really been eager. About anything, really. Especially boys.

"Yeah, they're short handed." Olivia said, as she got out some paper plates. "Ya'll want any salad?" She asked. She was great at tossing them. She thought maybe they should have some. Olivia was trying to make sure that Aimee got some veggies once in awhile. Aimee was a very picky eater. It was hard to get her to eat certain things sometimes. She wasn't one of those mothers who was going to make her child eat things she didn't like. Olivia didn't think that that was a good idea. She didn't know if she could really get anywhere if she did that. She didn't want to be that kind of mama. She put down some cups. "Kurt will be fine, Blaine. You just have to relax. They'll find someone to help." Olivia didn't think that it was wrong or Blaine to be concerned, but that could happen when you were a nurse. Or a doctor. Kurt didn't have much of a choice. She was glad that Blaine cared, though. They were glad that Blaine cared so much about someone. She watched as Aimee played with Daisy, who was done eating. She still couldn't believe that Puck had gotten her a dog. She had always wanted one, and she had just never gotten a chance to get one. She didn't really know how she had gotten so lucky to get to have Puck in her life. She thought she was lucky that he had looked at her twice. She was happy to be with him.

"You can make salad if you want, babe." Puck told her. He wondered if Blaine was really serious about Kurt. He hoped so. He hadn't always been accepting o Blaine's being gay. He had been shocked when he had come out. It hadn't been something that he had been expecting. Puck had been surprised that Blaine had had the courage to come out, too. They were in the South, it was almost impossible to not get beat up. He had been very concerned that that was going to happen to Blaine. He had been unsure what to do about it. Puck had had some time that he used to try and accept Blaine. He hadn't wanted Blaine to know the sting of not being accepted. Or to have to defend him from some jackass redneck. He didn't mind, of course, but it wasn't something that he relished. He was a father now, too, and shouldn't do such stupid things. Puck looked at Blaine. "Are you really into Kurt?" He asked. He hoped that he was. Puck really thought that he deserved to be happy. He had struggled so much, and he deserved to be happy and settled in a relationship. Puck had to admit, he had almost killed the guy who had hurt Blaine. And they had been 13 years old. Puck had hated that his brother was hurt.

That was a hard question for Blaine to answer. He did really care about Kurt, but he didn't want to admit it out loud. Things were going so well, he didn't want to jinx it. He wanted to do his best not so screw things up. Blaine looked at him. "Yeah. I guess so." Blaine ran his hand through his curls. "I hope that things work out." Blaine didn't think that he could do it. Blaine was sure that he was going to end up making Kurt hate him. He normally wasn't so insecure. He had to learn not to be. Blaine had to shape up so he didn't lose Kurt. This self pitying thing wasn't helpful, either. He knew that it wasn't very attractive. Blaine checked his phone again. Kurt hadn't texted back yet. He was officially pathetic. Blaine didn't really know what to do about that. He shouldn't be surprised, Kurt was still sleeping. Blaine didn't blame him, really. He had been working crazy hours. Blaine reached to pull his hair back. It was getting incredibly hot. He didn't know if he should keep his hair long. It had just been habit to keep it growing. Blaine didn't really think that he could cut it, he had been growing it for two years. He didn't know how he had had the patience to grow it out. He didn't usually have the patience for that kind of thing.

Meanwhile, Kurt was waking up. He had slept all day. He felt groggy. Kurt was glad that he'd gotten so much sleep though. Kurt ran a hand through his brown hair, and went down to get coffee. He shuffled to the coffeemaker. He had a text from Blaine, and Kurt didn't know what to say to him. Kurt knew he had to say something, since they were supposed to get together. He just needed to wake up a little, and he wanted to shower. Kurt didn't want to be too casual with it. He was just wanting to be prepared. Kurt didn't like to not be prepared. He liked to just know and have everything in control. Kurt picked up his cell phone and texted Blaine back. I am awake, babe, you can come over in a little while after I shower. Okay? Kurt poured his coffee and went to get some creamer and some sugar. He settled down at the table, and wondered if he should add a bagel or something. He wasn't really hungry at the moment. Kurt didn't want to spoil his appetite for whatever he was going to cook for him. Kurt was fine with Blaine coming over, things had been going great lately.

Kurt tightened his robe. The air conditioning was on, and it was a little chilly. He didn't want to go into work anytime soon. He had to go in a couple of days. Kurt had worked so much in the past three weeks that he was burned out on working for a very long time. He didn't know how he was going to keep going like this without a break. Kurt didn't know how h would handle it. He was so driven, but he was so tired of working so hard. He had expected to work a lot though, that's what you had to do when you took a job in his field. Kurt had decided on a bagel and some cream cheese. He figured it couldn't hurt to have a small, light breakfast. He was just a tad hungry. He just hoped that he wasn't going to end up ruining his appetite. Kurt wished that he could stop focusing so much on Blaine. It was completely pathetic. He didn't know how he was going to end up keeping him with this crazy obsessing. Kurt just couldn't help himself. Blaine was incredibly hot. He was a catch. Even with all of his hang-ups and issues. Kurt was willing to put up with all of that. He wasn't sure that he was ready to deal with it, but he was going to give it his best shot. If only he'd known how wrong he was.

That evening, they were making out hardcore. Blaine was enjoying himself immensely. He was very surprised. Kurt was on top of him, and his hands were in Blaine's hair. Their lengths were rubbing against each other. Blaine's hands were around Kurt's waist, slipping up the back of his shirt, stroking the soft skin on the small of his back. Blaine was wondering if and when he was going to freak out. He didn't want to, and he was hoping that he wouldn't. Blaine was sucking on Kurt's bottom lip, his heart practically pounding out of his chest.

Honestly, Kurt was surprised that Blaine had wanted to make out. But he had been glad. He was enjoying himself. Kurt didn't know if they were going to have sex or not, but this was just fine. Kurt was enjoying kissing him, Blaine tasted amazing. They had eaten a delicious dinner of spaghetti and garlic bread, and that was when they'd put in a movie. It hadn't been long before they had started to make out. Kurt could hardly get his breath under control. Blaine was making him so hard. He hoped that if they were going to stop, it would be in enough time.

"Oh, Kurt…." Blaine murmured, trying to catch his breath. He pulled back to look at Kurt. His blue eyes were so beautiful. Blaine was suddenly transported back to the month he had spent in that locked room, with only the blue ceiling to look at. He gasped and his eyes filled with tears. Blaine pushed Kurt off in a hurry. Blaine buried his head in his hands, and started to shake. Kurt immediately put his arm around him, rubbing his back. Blaine shuddered, trying to calm down. "I'm so sorry, Kurt." He said, even though he knew that he couldn't help it. It was a miracle he had made it this far.

"Don't apologize, baby. It's okay." Kurt said softly, as he kissed Blaine's cheek. "You can't help it. I understand." Kurt wished that he could take all of his pain away. He knew that he couldn't. It wasn't fair at all that someone had done that to someone as sweet as Blaine. Blaine was so wonderful. Kurt's own eyes brushed with tears. "I wish I could do more for you. It's got to be the worst thing that you've ever been through, that anyone's ever been through. I want you to know that you are always going to have me. I will never abandon you. You can lean on me for whatever you need." Kurt ran his hand over Blaine's back, and pulled him closer. Kurt held him while he worked on calming down. He murmured that it was okay the whole time.

Soon, Blaine had calmed down. He was really grateful to Kurt for being so great. It was nice to be able to lean on him. Blaine finally caught his breath, and let out a soft sigh. "You are too good to me." He said, and he meant it. Blaine didn't really didn't know how he was ever going to repay him for his generosity. Blaine reached for a cookie. He had made chocolate chip cookies to bring over. Blaine bit into it, trying to calm himself. He was glad to be here with him, and he was glad that Kurt was being so great about things. "I don't deserve you. I have too many issues and hang-ups. I don't know if I'll ever be able to just be with someone, and you took a chance on me when you didn't have to. I don't know how or why you did that, but I am so very glad. And grateful. You are a very good person, Kurt Hummel, and I hope no one ever tells you differently." Blaine kept his head buried in Kurt's shoulder, just glad to be in his arms. He was glad that they could be together and he was glad that he hadn't freaked out right away. Blaine didn't know what movie they were watching, but he didn't care. It was something that he could just zone out on.

That was way too kind of Blaine to say, but he was glad that he had said it. "Thanks, that is very kind of you to say." Kurt said, as he kept up the rubbing he was doing on Blaine's back. He wasn't sure what they were watching, but he was glad if it made Blaine happy. "Do you want to stay the night again? You know you can. I am glad to have your company." Kurt said. Kurt couldn't help himself, he grabbed a cookie. He was glad that Blaine had made them. They were really good. Kurt didn't have as much time to bake as he would have liked. He was always working. It was something he had worked for for a very long time. School had been very tedious. He was glad that he had gotten through it though. It was going to be so worth it in the end. Kurt liked this. It felt great. Just sitting here and cuddling with Blaine. Kurt hadn't had that in a long time. Not since before he and Trip had broken up. Kurt hadn't been sorry to see him go. He really hadn't. Trip had been a complete ass. Kurt didn't want to ever be around him ever again. Trip had cheated on him, too. That had been the worst part about it. He didn't want to ever have to deal with anything like that ever again. He didn't really think that Blaine would do that to him. He was very grateful for Blaine. "My dad's been asking after you."

That gave Blaine pause, but he told himself to calm down. He didn't want to get upset. It's not like Kurt's dad was going to be a jerk. Plus, Blaine had to get over his issues with men. He hadn't really dealt with it just yet. He was okay with men he'd known for a long time, like Olivia's dad, but sometimes meeting new men could flip him out. Blaine figured that this was going to be good practice. "That's great." He finally said, and was glad to find that he meant it. Blaine really thought that it would be nice to meet Kurt's parents. He didn't know what to do in that situation, because he'd never been in it before, but there were books. Blaine could read up on it. That was always a good thing. Blaine loved to read. He was already making a mental note to find some books at Amazon. Blaine was so looking forward to the time he could spend browsing. He could get something for Kurt, too. Blaine bit into another cookie. He looked at him. "I can't… I can't wait to meet your parents." Blaine said. "I… I have to admit, I'm nervous about it, but I want to meet them. I just… I have issues with men. I have to work on that." Blaine hoped that he'd be able be calm about it. At least he could prepare.

"You can be nervous if you want. It's okay, I don't want toy to be uncomfortable. They'll understand, too." Kurt said. He ran his hand through Blaine's curls. He liked it so much better naturally. Kurt still couldn't get the idea of kids with those curls out of his head. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to have kids. Kurt would with Blaine, though. That was probably something that had to bother him, because it was a bit too soon, but he wasn't bothered at all. He was glad to be with him. Kurt was glad that Blaine was still calm, and he said, "I am willing to meet your family, too." Kurt actually couldn't wait to meet Blaine's niece. He was sure she was adorable. He was sure he'd met the girl's mom before, though, at least once. Kurt thought she was a beautiful woman. He didn't know Blaine's brother, but he'd seen him once before. His company did a lot of construction work around the town. Kurt had only seen him on occasion. They'd never spoken. "I am sure they're wonderful people." Kurt yawned despite himself. He wasn't even tired. He thought he might be able to fall asleep when Blaine was ready for bed, though, because he hadn't gotten a lot of sleep lately. Not to mention, he wanted to be there for Blaine. Blaine seemed to sleep much better when he was with Kurt. Kurt was glad to do that for him. He glanced down at him, and noticed he was asleep.

It was a couple of hours later, and Kurt was reading Elle, and Blaine was buried under the covers, asleep. Kurt was going to finish Elle and then go to sleep, too. Blaine was deeply asleep, Kurt had barely been able to get him upstairs and into bed, he had been so tired. Kurt was glad he was so deeply asleep. Blaine said he'd had problems with falling asleep lately. He was doing his best to not move around a lot so he wouldn't jostle Blaine. He liked hearing Blaine's even breathing. He was surprised when Blaine awoke, freaking out and reaching for him. Kurt immediately put down his magazine and put his arms around Blaine. He murmured that it was okay, and ran his hand through Blaine's curls soothingly. He was sure that Blaine had had a nightmare. Kurt murmured that he was there for him, and held him until Blaine fell back to sleep. Kurt kept his arm around Blaine, and picked up his magazine again. Kurt ran his free hand along the page, as his other hand stroked Blaine's back. He really wished he could make things easier for him. Kurt felt a little more relieved when Blaine's breathing evened out.

It was another hour later, and Kurt was deep in a sleep when Blaine awoke again, with a yell. Kurt had kept his arm around Blaine when he'd fallen asleep. Kurt woke, he was a little groggy. Blaine had tears on his sweaty face. Blaine buried his face in Kurt's chest. He sobbed on him, Kurt holding him tightly. Blaine hadn't woken up this many times in one night in awhile. He'd had trouble sleeping, but once he was asleep, he was okay. This was completely hellish, and he knew it was because of what had happened before. Blaine wished he could sleep, he was so tired. He'd never have thought that this would happen while he was at Kurt's. Blaine held onto him tightly, trying to breathe. He didn't know if he was ever going to be able to get through this. Blaine was tired of feeling this way. He was tired of constantly feeling like he had an elephant on his chest. He hated this. It was the worst feeling in the entire world. He sighed and hiccupped, he was so upset. He took a shuddery breath as he tried to relax. Blaine slowly lifted his head, and looked at Kurt. "I'm going to get one of my sleeping pills." He said, and got up. He kept some here and he kept some at home. He tried not to use them if he didn't need them. Blaine went to the master bathroom and got one of his pills, and took it with some water. He went back to the bedroom.

Kurt was still trying to get his bearings. He looked up when Blaine came back in, and opened the covers for him. "I'm sorry, honey, I wish that I could help." Kurt said, as Blaine crawled back into bed, and crawled back up to him. Kurt put his arms around him, and closed his eyes, murmuring to Blaine that it would be okay. Kurt was falling back to sleep almost immediately. He loved the way that Blaine smelled. He could smell that smell every day and be happy. Kurt held onto Blaine, and soon both of their breathing evened out. Kurt started dreaming. He was dreaming about a house, and there were two little children, a boy and a girl. One of them was pale as Kurt was, and the other was Native American, like Blaine. They were running over the yard, and it was sunny and beautiful. Kurt and Blaine were sitting on the porch, drinking lemonade. They were holding hands. A dog was sitting on the porch with them. It was a black lab puppy. Kurt was smiling, and squeezing Blaine's hand. They were incredibly happy. Kurt's thumb was running over the back of Blaine's hand. The kids were running in the sprinkler. The house was sprawling. It was a good dream.

They both slept till noon the next day, and Blaine woke to an empty bed. Kurt was in the bathroom. Blaine was a little groggy. He wiped his face, trying to wake up. He got out of bed, grabbing the pair of pants he'd brought to keep here. They were soft sweat pants. Blaine pulled them on, they sat low on his hips. You could see the tail of hair that disappeared into his elastic waistband. Blaine had a tee of chest hair that he did his best to maintain. He needed coffee. Blaine went down to the kitchen, and went to the coffee maker. He started it, and then Kurt came into the kitchen. Blaine's curls were hanging in his eyes. "Morning."

Kurt leaned and gave him a kiss. Then he went to get out something to fix to eat. Kurt didn't know when he had slept so well. He hoped that Blaine had slept better. "Did you get any sleep, baby?" He asked, as he put some bagels in the toaster. Blaine just nodded as he got out some cream cheese. Kurt got out some creamer for the coffee. He yawned. He assumed that it was just a reflex, because it had been a very good night's sleep. Kurt got out some fresh fruit. He liked to eat fruit in the morning. "I am glad that you got some sleep." Kurt said, and he really meant it. Blaine looked better, too. He looked like he had finally gotten some sleep. Kurt didn't know how he managed to get by on so little sleep.

Blaine didn't know what was going to help him sleep better. He really wanted to get through this. Blaine just didn't exactly know how yet. Maybe Kurt would help him figure it out.

Author's note: Hope ya'll liked! I promise that it won't all be angsty, but Blaine has a long way to go. I honestly can't write Finchel anymore either, at least, not right now, and I need to know if ya'll can handle him passing. If not, I'll come up with something else. If he does pass, I'll do my best to skip over most of the grieving.