A/N: Thank you so much for reading!~ Love Ruth

Kurt was taken aback at how many questions he was bombarded with Monday morning. He answered each of them vaguely, clenching to Blaine's hand. Blaine was his rock, his stability. There were no more notes or threats to keep them apart and Kurt clung to Blaine tighter than anything he's ever possessed. He was lucky, he realized, that he had someone like Blaine in his life to rely on. A person that is always there and a true companion even lover is scarce to come by these days and Kurt realized this. The struggling kids in his school that are bullied everyday because of their race or appearance are the kids he wants to be there for. A friend to the nonfriended is what he wanted to be.

He glanced up from his uneaten lunch to see his amazingly handsome boyfriend. He wasn't just Kurt's boyfriend, though. He was Kurt's savior literally and metaphorically and just like that, he smiled. Kurt could feel the warmth shock through him and he smiled, too. Blaine was everything and Kurt knew that he would stand by him no matter what Kurt decided to do.

It is an odd feeling to be in love. One may never know how it feels until they have experienced it themselves. It is not right to judge who one loves either. One knows not how another is feeling.

Kurt realized all this as he stared into Blaine's deep brown eyes. Those eyes that had been with him throughout all of the pain and love. He yearned for more moments to share with Blaine until the end of time.

School past drearily until the final bell of the day rang and Kurt raced to Blaine's car. He saw Blaine from the corner of his eye follow quickly after them. They drove a short distance home. Kurt unlocked the door hastily and grabbed Blaine's shirt to pull him inside. There were short breaths and long gazes.

Kurt's eyes are the most gorgeous I have ever seen, Blaine thought. They'd gone through so much, but they did not need to relive the past. They just needed to make memories stronger than the horrible memories of that cold, winter night in Blaine's basement. And they would make those memories. Blaine knew as he smiled at Kurt, he knew they would be perfect. As long as they were together.

"Kiss me," Blaine breathed onto Kurt's neck. Kurt automatically brought his lips to Blaine's in a haughty embrace. Their lips sparked together and they both emitted deep, guttural moans.

"You're gonna have hickeys tomorrow," Blaine laughed breathlessly against Kurt's mouth.

"Fuck it, I want you so bad right now," Kurt growled. He pulled Blaine's button up shirt apart.

Blaine groaned. "Kurt, you kno- oh god, I can't handle it when you talk dirty."

"Shut up and kiss me, Blaine."

Blaine smashed his lips against Kurt's, igniting the spark. He rest his hands on Kurt's belt hoops and gently unbuttoned his black leather jeans.

"Get them off," Kurt ordered.

Blaine nodded hastily and pulled them off quickly. He slowly palmed Kurt's erection.

"No Blaine, fast."

Blaine cocked his head. "Kurt-"

"Just do it, okay? Jesus!" Kurt was yelling at him.

Blaine stopped.

"What the fuck, Blaine?"

There was a moment of silence. Then, Blaine stood up and looked at Kurt face on.

"Why did you just yell at me?"

Kurt glared. "Just get it over with! God..."

Blaine furrowed his eyebrows. "Kurt, what's wrong? You can tell me."

Another silence as they locked eyes. A lot was running through their heads at the moment and they weren't in synch. Kurt hated that feeling and sighed.

Kurt sat on the bed, defeated. "This is the first time we've been intimate since..." Blaine flinched, "since it happened. I want you to know what went on once you left. And you've been great about not asking and I appreciate that, but I want you to know and- it'll be a little strange but-"

"Kurt." Blaine looked up at him with full trust. "Just tell me."

Kurt took a deep breath. "He kissed me. Well, he kind of shoved his tongue down my throat, but I didn't push him away. And I should have. I just didn't want him to hurt you anymore than he already had. I grabbed a shovel from the doorway and hit him on the head and ran out. So, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let him kiss me."

Blaine took Kurt into his arms. "Kurt, he was a psychopath. You did the right thing to not set him off. I didn't know how you got away until now, but the fact that you were able to... I just love you so much."

Kurt smiled, a tear running down his cheek. "I love you more."

Blaine laughed with a sob rising in his throat. Kurt's was everything and no one would tear them apart."Not likely," he said. He kissed his lips with a tiny 'mwah.'

Kurt sighed in contentment as he rushed into his warm house. It was still a prickly winter and Mercedes' family troubles they had discussed just a few minutes ago still hung over his head, but knowing Blaine was waiting for him eased up his tensed frame. He slid off his scarf and the sweet scent of hot chocolate and snickerdoodles filled his nostrils.

"Hey! I wasn't expecting you until five!" He heard Blaine behind him. He turned around to face him and smiled. It had been a year since they'd met at McKinely High School and Kurt still was never used to Blaine's perfect complexion or voice. Blaine looked relieved to see Kurt as he always does. Kurt ran up and kissed him gently. Blaine's scent was chocolate perfection.

"Sorry, I missed you," he breathed.

"I forgive you," Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt's lips against his again. They continued kissing to the couch and both plopped down on it.

Kurt snuggled against his cuddly boyfriend and listened to him hum Part of Your World from The Little Mermaid. This is how it should be and how it will continue to be.