A/N: Hi guys! Nothing to say here. So, enjoy today's drabble! :)

Chapter 5- Lightning Storm

As another loud boom! shook Kurt Hummels' dorm room, the petrified teen hid under his duvet even further to avoid the lightning storm going on outside. He hated lightning, thunder, storms, in general. He remembered when he was a little boy, his mother would come into his room and cuddle with him, and read him Disney books. They would have warm milk, just enjoying each other while the storms raged outside.

This time he had Blaine.

Peeking out from underneath his comforter, he stared at his phone charging right next to him on the nightstand. Jeff, was indeed, passed out. He heard Jeff snoring loudly from across the room, while debating on texting his boyfriend to come over and just...hold him like his mother did.

BOOM!

Kurt whimpered, and grabbed his phone, thinking, fuck it. I'm texting him.

K: Baby...:(

B: Kurt? Are you ok? :/

K: If you haven't noticed, it's storming outside...and, no, I'm NOT okay...please come help me. I'm scared...:(

Kurt frowned as he waited patiently for a reply from Blaine.

B: Be there in a minute. :*

K: Don't get caught, please. :*

B: Do I ever, sweetie? :P

Kurt scoffed, rolling his eyes. That's true though. I hate it when he's right. Kurt sighed, placing his phone back on the nightstand.

A couple minutes later, Kurt's phone buzzed. He picked it up, tightly wrapping his large blanket around him.

B: Here! :)

K: It's open. :)

Blaine quietly entered his boyfriends' room, and his gaze immediately followed a shaking, frightened Kurt laying in his bed. Blaine smiled adoringly, and made his way over as flashes of light came from the window. Kurt blushed as Blaine said in a soft voice, "Scoot over, sweetie."

Kurt scooted over to make room for Blaine, and he noticed the shorter teen only wore a white tank top with a pair of black basketball shorts. He smirked, and shuffled closer, taking in the body warmth. He looked up at Blaine, staring into those comforting, hazel eyes. "H-Hi..."

"Hey, it's ok, Kurt. I'm here now. You're safe. Go to sleep." Blaine cooed, running an olive-skinned hand through Kurt's soft, chestnut locks.

Kurt hummed with content, and nuzzled his head closer into Blaine's warm, muscluar chest, and closed his eyes. "I love you, Blaine. Thank you."

Blaine looked down at his boyfriend, and replied with a chaste kiss, "I love you too, Kurt. and you're welcome."

As Kurt fell asleep, his mind drifted to one thing. He knew he would ALWAYS be safe with Blaine Anderson.

A/N: This one is dedicated to Susie. Thanks for constantly reminding me to update. :P