At the age of sixteen Blaine figured he should be used to spending a night or two in a row alone, no parents at home, but sometimes he just felt so lonely. Some nights he would call up his best friend, Kurt, and talk to him for a while to feel better, but he couldn't tonight. Kurt had said something about spending the night at Rachel's and Blaine did not want to interrupt their 'girl's night' just because he was lonely.
He and Kurt had been friends since childhood, and, thankfully, his parents had decided against moving to Westerville back when he reached middle school. That meant he got to continue going to school with Kurt, all the way into high school. Kurt was definitely his best friend; they were inseparable, even though being Kurt's friend at school meant getting bullied and harassed almost as often as Kurt did himself.
That was something Blaine was not proud of. Here his talented, beautiful Kurt got bullied every day for things he had no control over, for not being afraid of just being who he was, and Blaine would not be honest with himself or anyone else just because he knew if he was then he would get the same treatment Kurt did.
Blaine knew he was gay. He had known he was gay since back in middle school, but, unlike Kurt, he had been afraid to tell his friends once the point arose. No, Blaine had said not a word, just let everyone think he was straight while he played the comforting, supportive friend role to Kurt, his best friend who just happened to be gay.
Did he have a crush on Kurt? Oh, he would be lying if said he did not, but the idea of even telling Kurt that he liked him...it was ridiculous. If Blaine told Kurt of his feelings it might ruin their entire friendship – their friendship which Blaine valued above all else – and besides...Kurt probably only saw him as a friend anyway. Blaine did not see his self as nearly as interesting, talented, or smart as Kurt was. What could there be about him, besides maybe his slightly good looks, that would interest Kurt? Yeah, so Blaine was not going to tell Kurt anytime soon about his feelings.
It was drawing close to eleven at night when Blaine heard the knock on the front door. He had been just about to go downstairs to watch something on television when he heard it. Slight paranoia bugged him for a second; visions of a homophobic mass murderer possibly showing up at his door popped into his mind, but then he laughed at himself and shrugged the thoughts out of his head. That was crazy. No one even knew, besides himself, that he was gay so that scenario was out of the picture. Maybe it was one of his friends. They all knew his parents would be out for the next two nights.
Peeking through the front window he spotted one of the last people he expected to see standing in front of his door. Going over he opened the door and gazed up at his taller friend. "Kurt?"
Kurt was standing there, still in his clothes from school that day, car keys in hand and giving him a blank look.
"Um...Kurt? Hello?" Blaine tilted his head in slight confusion. Was Kurt okay?
"They hid the sheet music in Coach Slyvester's office." Kurt spoke quietly.
Suddenly Blaine knew what was going on. It had happened so many times since they were little that Blaine should have immediately known from the blank look Kurt was giving him. Kurt was sleep walking again. Except...
"Oh my god, Kurt...did you drive here in your sleep?" Blaine just about panicked at the thought. "Kurt? Kurt, wake up!" He knew he shouldn't shake Kurt, but he did reach out and gently grab his friend's hand in hopes the physical contact might wake him.
Kurt did not respond but then he seemed to literally wake up, shaking his head a little as he looked down at their joined hands before looking back up at Blaine. "Um...hi? You're not Rachel."
"I'm not." Blaine laughed.
"And this is not Rachel's house." Kurt continued, looking about him in confusion. "How'd I end up here- oh my god! Did I sleep walk again?"
Blaine nodded. "Yeah...though this time you drove. Honestly, Kurt...you could have killed yourself or someone else."
"I'll have to hide my car keys from now on before going to sleep." Kurt laughed nervously, running a hand through his hair.
"You know you only really do this anymore when you're either really stressed out or upset about something." Blaine commented quietly.
Kurt's face reddened and he shrugged, unable to meet Blaine's questioning gaze. "I don't know. I mean, there's a lot of stuff stressing me out lately, with school and all. It could've been anything. Of course the fact that I drove all the way to your house is a little weird, I know, but hey I don't know what my head thinks is a good idea while sleeping."
"Did I do something wrong?" Blaine asked. "Maybe I did and you just won't tell me so it's bugging you now. If I did do something wrong then you should tell me, Kurt."
"What?" Kurt looked at him with wide eyes. "Oh, goodness, no, Blaine. You didn't do anything wrong. You know me. I would've definitely told you by now if you had."
"Well, do you want to spend the rest of the night here?" Blaine asked quietly. "You can always call Rachel tomorrow and tell her what happened..."
Kurt gave him a knowing look then smiled, walking the rest of the way into the house and shutting the door behind him. "Alright, sounds good to me. Thank goodness I hadn't changed into my sleepwear before Rachel and I watched that movie. I would've died of embarrassment if I'd shown up here in nightwear."
Blaine laughed. "Kurt, we've grown up together. I've seen you in tons of different night clothes before, not meaning to sound weird or anything. I just wouldn't have cared, that's all. You look great in whatever you wear anyway." Then he realized what he had just said and shut his mouth, glad it was sort of dark in the hall so Kurt could not see how red his face had probably just gotten.
"...thanks." Kurt replied quietly.
There was silence before finally Blaine spoke up again. "Do you want to watch a movie? I was about to do that before you showed up anyway."
Kurt nodded in agreement and they went up to Blaine's room. Both of them were pretty used to sharing a bed, having grown up practically doing so, but Blaine was starting to wonder when they would reach a point where it would not be comfortable anymore, where they would feel awkward doing so. He did not want that point to ever come. He enjoyed cuddling with Kurt too much.
They got settled down as their movie started. As Kurt cuddled up close to him and rested his head upon Blaine's shoulder, Blaine just knew that one day he had to tell Kurt about his feelings. For now he would be content knowing he was the one who got to hug Kurt and comfort him when he was feeling down.
A little ways into the movie Kurt yawned and sighed.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked him quietly.
"I'm tired..." Kurt replied nervously, "but sometimes, after sleepwalking, I'm afraid to go back to sleep."
"Kurt," Blaine smiled, feeling daring enough to press a light kiss to the top of Kurt's head, "When you're tired you need to sleep. Don't be afraid; I'll always be right here to protect you."
"Always?" Kurt tilted his head back a bit so he could look up at Blaine.
Blaine's heart raced as he gazed down at his best friend. "As long as you'll have me."
Kurt smiled, snuggling even closer to Blaine as he closed his eyes. "Will you sing to me?"
Nodding, Blaine started singing softly. A short while later he finished, hearing the soft, even breaths as Kurt slept peacefully. Smiling to himself, Blaine pressed another soft kiss to the top of Kurt's head and then moved a bit to lay his arm across Kurt's waist. It was the same thing he had done for years, every time he was with Kurt after Kurt sleepwalked. Blaine fell asleep holding Kurt snugly against him, knowing that while he did so Kurt would not get up again and leave him.
The end! Haha, I hope you enjoyed it!