A/n- hey, so this chapter is more focused on Kurt than the others.

Just FYI, I'm a lesbian, and even I find Kurt/Chris hot as hell. I really don't see how anyone could not think so. And I never think guys are hot.

Anyway, if anyone's interested, my tumblr is HeatherSyvilla dot tumblr dot com.

And I looked over this with sagging eyes, so I am so sorry for any mistakes made.

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They had decided not to talk about Blaine's father for the time being, and Blaine was thankful. He hated his parents, he wished he never had to see them again, but it was hardly the hitting that bothered him most. Yet, that was the part that seemed to bother everyone else.

Blaine loved Kurt, and he really did enjoy Kurt's family, but he kept having to bite his tongue to keep from saying 'I'm sorry' every single time he made himself noticed. Maybe he was being stubborn, but he felt like he was intruding on Kurt's happy family with their group dinners and family television watching. Blaine had no idea how to act in that type of environment, and was almost waiting for some type of shout down or passive aggressive scene to happen at any moment.

Finn and Carole had both gotten back home at different times and had made themselves comfortable in the living room where Kurt and Blaine sat talking. Burt was watching a football game, and Blaine wondered if this was normal for most families. Did people in a family usually get along and enjoy each other's company? Did they usually sit together in the living room by choice?

Blaine didn't think he had sat down comfortably in his own living room since he was 5. Maybe not even then.

What really got to him though was the way they all interacted with each other. It was the small things that stood out to Blaine the most, like how if carol leaned over to grab something and brushed Kurt's arm, neither Kurt nor carol would flinch. Also, how if Burt started flipping through the channels and Finn said he saw something he wanted to watch, Burt would stay on that channel without so much as a snide look.

Sometimes Blaine had to keep himself from gaping at the whole lot of them. He thought of asking Kurt about it, but this all seemed so normal to him that Blaine decided to just let it go.

By the time they all went to bed, Blaine had said I'm sorry at least 2 dozen times, and ended the night by thanking Burt "so, so, so much" for letting him stay the night.

Blaine was set to stay in the guest bedroom and Kurt would wake him up for school the next day, but the boys hung out in Kurt's room for a while.

They were seated on Kurt's bed, Kurt in deep red pajamas and Blaine in soccer shorts and a tee shirt. Kurt was looking at Blaine suspiciously while Blaine's watched his thumbs as they twiddled together.

"Blaine, you want to say something. Every time you want to say something you twiddle your thumbs and make that sad puppy dog face." Said Kurt.

Blaine looked up at Kurt looking taken aback, but then moved in and kissed Kurt deeply.

It took a moment for Kurt to leave his startled stillness, but once he did, he placed his hands on Blaine's hips and guided them down so they were laying down, Blaine's torso on his own.

They kissed passionately, but slowly, and the feel of Blaine's lips on his make Kurt feel light headed, and he got the sudden urge to pull at Blaine's hair. Resisting this impulse, Kurt gasped for air as Blaine trailed kisses down his jaw line and onto his neck.

"Blaine…I- oh!"

"Hmm?" Blaine had started unbuttoning Kurt's pajama shirt, and it had sent both waves of pleasure and regret through Kurt's system.

"Blaine I-" Kurt thought how pathetic it was the he wasn't ready to go this far when he was 16, almost 17. Most boys his age had gone so far as losing their virginities at age 14, yet here he was, unable to be comfortable with taking his shirt off. "Blaine stop."

Blaine's fingers stopped immediately, and his lips stopped moving on Kurt's neck, but he did not move. Kurt rolled them over so they were on their sides facing each other, and he saw that Blaine looked confused, and slightly hurt.

"Blaine, I'm sorry, I know it's ridiculous… I just don't think I can, I mean not now."

Blaine still looked startled, and Kurt felt ashamed of himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I just, well it's just I've never done this before and it scares me. No one has even seen me shirtless since I was little and I just…" Kurt trailed off, his cheeks burning.

Kurt was startled when he felt Blaine's hand on his cheek, and when Blaine leaned in and pecked Kurt lightly. "Kurt, I just want you to be happy. Whatever makes you happy, love." Blaine kissed him again, and Kurt had to hold back tears.

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"BLAINE!"

Blaine bolted up from the bed, dazed and confused. In was obviously early morning, and it took him a moment to realize he was in Kurt's room. They must have fallen asleep in each other's arms. Blaine looked over to where Kurt had yelled his name, and saw Kurt staring at himself in the mirror.

"You gave me a hickey!" Kurt whispered conspiratorially, as if pointing out he had found a gun under the floor board.

Blaine grinned maliciously. "It's your fault."

Kurt simply gaped at him.

"You're the one who's always all… sexy." Blaine said casually, falling back down onto the bed and curling up on his side, facing Kurt who was blushing deeply looking sheepish.

"You think… you think I'm… really?" Kurt said, his eyes on his hands, his face turning an even deeper shade of scarlet.

It was Blaine's turn to gape at Kurt. Was Kurt serious? "You're joking right?"

Kurt looked up at him, then back down again, and he seemed to think Blaine had meant that the thought of him being sexy was ridiculous, because he turned away and muttered quietly, "sorry…"

"What? No! No Kurt," Blaine got up and walked over to Kurt, forcing him to meet his eyes. "I meant that I find it crazy that you would think you weren't sexy. Jeeze Kurt, I can hardly control myself around you!"

Kurt simply looked confused.

"You really don't believe me, do you?" Blaine said softly.

Kurt opened his mouth, and then closed it again. After a long moment he said, so quietly Blaine had to lean in to hear, "I trust you, Blaine. But I don't think many people feel the way you do."

Blaine saw that Kurt looked sad. He looked as though being unattractive was some sad, accepted truth that was only part of life, like losing his mother or the fact that he was bullied. He looked as though he had concluded, and accepted the fact that he was ugly long ago, and that nothing Blaine said now could change his mind.

Blaine was completely confused. Sure, Kurt hadn't been so jaw dropping freshman year, but Blaine had not failed to notice the ever flattering weight loss and the features that grew into what they were suppose to look like. It was as if one day Kurt had been baby faced and chubby, but now he was handsome and… sexy. Blaine was taken aback every single time he even glanced at Kurt because he was so beautiful it made his heart sing. How could such an angel think so harshly of himself?

Blaine grabbed Kurt's cheeks with his hands and said firmly, looking straight into Kurt's eyes, "you are the most gorgeous, sexy man I have ever laid eyes on. Sometimes I find you so beautiful that I have to look away as if I had been staring into the sun. Please believe me."

Kurt didn't say anything, but he looked as though Blaine had just given him the world. Fresh tears welled up in his eyes, and the only thing Kurt could think to do, the only thing that seemed to express in any way what those words meant to him, was to kiss Blaine as if they would never be able to again.

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