A.N. Howdy! XP Okay, so this one is rated T for some gay bashing flashbacks. It starts with Blaine looking for Kurt and finds him in his room (he boards at Dalton in this story 'kay?) crying his eyes out. I know the ending kind of sucks but it's not that bad... I hope... Enjoy! :D

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You're Lucky I Love You

"Kurt?" Blaine called, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. There sat his best friend in the whole world in the fetal position next to his bed, as if he had fallen off and not bothered to get back up again. "What's wrong?"

Blaine let himself into the room as his mentor side took over and knelt down next to the counter tenor (also known as Kurt) of the Dalton Academy Warblers. He placed a hand on Kurt's back for comfort but the boy flinched and pulled away. Confused, Blaine let his hand drop onto his lap.

Kurt had yet to respond, his face was still buried in his knees and Blaine's heart was breaking at the sight. How could Kurt, out and proud gay, sassy, extravagant KURT be this... vulnerable? It was shocking to say the least. But then a sob racked through Kurt's body and Blaine immediately got over his shock to wrap his arms around Kurt. At first, he resisted, but once he realized that the other guy wasn't going to let go, he simply relaxed into the touch and continued to cry.

They stayed in that same position for what seemed like hours but was really only minutes. The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock on the wall behind them. Blaine had to bite his tongue to hold back questioning Kurt before he was ready to talk, but he knew which side of him was more dominant.

"Kurt, please?" Blaine whispered softly. He mentally cursed himself for letting that one measly beg slip from his mouth. Kurt didn't seem to have heard him. Blaine was about to breathe a small sigh of relief when Kurt shifted and looked up into his eyes.

Blaine gasped. He had never seen a face look that beautiful AND heart-wrenching at the same time. Tears ran down Kurt's face at an alarming speed and his eyes were bloodshot and puffy. He sniffled and his eyes only seemed to water MORE. Slowly, ever so slowly, he nodded.

"Blaine," it started out as a whisper that Blaine could barely hear, but Kurt got louder with each word he spoke, though not too loud. "I-I went to v-visit the New Directions a-at McKinley." Blaine sucked in a breath. He knew that school had a bad case of homophobia and that Kurt had been bullied to the point where one of the jocks had kissed him and then threatened to kill him if he ever told anyone. Blaine tightened his hold on the boy in his arms. "At first, it was all happy and I even joined them in a happy song, much to Rachel's protests." He cracked a smirk and Blaine smiled back, just imagining the look on the girl's face as she debated the happiness of being reunited win her best friend and the worry that he'll steal their songs for sectionals. "And after glee was over, I went around the school to say hello to my favorite teachers and such, thinking I pretty much had the school to myself, when it turns out there was a football practice running late." Blaine tensed. The worst of the bullies were always football jocks, but that statement is also false because all of the glee guys at McKinley were on the football team. Blaine almost didn't want to hear what happened next, but he knew Kurt needed to get the experience out of his system and have someone to talk to for comfort. He braced himself for what he was about to hear. "As I was walking down the halls towards the exit, D-D-Dave w-was..." he was shaking so hard that he couldn't speak and another sob shook him violently. Blaine gave the boy a reassuring squeeze as Kurt laid his head on Blaine's shoulder. Taking a deep breath and wringing the hanker chief he was holding several times, the story continued. "He and the entire football team (minus Finn and the rest of them that particular day, lucky me) turned the corner and spotted me. We stood there, at opposite ends of the corridor, when suddenly Azimio had me by the collar and shoved me into the lockers behind me. I don't even know how he got there so fast, I must have been in shock and I was SO close to leaving, Blaine I was THIS close!" Kurt cried into Blaine's blazer with such fear and intensity that he could have sworn that his heart broke on the spot. He began to rub soothing circles on his back and whisper compliments and reassurances in his ear before vowing to murder those jocks for putting Kurt in such a state that he had never seen before. He felt the anger rise inside of him and suddenly he was having very vivid images of himself beating the crap out of Karofsky.

"Kurt, if they hurt you I SWEAR we will make them pay. We can get them expelled or sent to jail for assault or..." Blaine really could go on for a very long time, but he knew Kurt needed to finish his story. "Sorry, go on." He gestured for Kurt to continue and he sniffled before nodding.

"I told them to back off and he did, but then Karofsky came into the picture and he literally had a death grip on my throat." Kurt reached up to touch his neck lightly and Blaine could see the red marks where Karofsky's fingers had been. He was horrified. Karofsky had tried to kill Kurt! Before Blaine could register any real emotion besides shock, Kurt began speaking again. "He told the others he could 'handle' me and they left without a word. It was as if they didn't mind almost witnessing a murder." Kurt shuddered and Blaine drew him even closer - if possible. His teeth were clenched and he was shaking from rage, but Kurt didn't seem to notice because he was shaking just as violently. "So they left, and then we were alone and I started screaming. I wanted someone, ANYONE to hear me. But no one showed up to my rescue and I knew I was in for it. I braced myself, closed my eyes and held my breath, waiting for death to take me while I thought of nothing but you. How you would feel guilty for not being there for me and how sad and miserable you might be-"

"Might?" Blaine interrupted, pulling slightly back to look Kurt in the eyes. "You think there's a chance that I WOULDN'T be miserable without you?" Hesitantly, Kurt nodded and Blaine's anger dissipated. Before he could say anything more on the subject, Kurt continued his story.

"Anyway, I waited and waited, but nothing came. Eventually, I opened one eye to see Karofsky hyperventilating. I decided to make a run for it at that moment but as soon as I tried his grip tightened and he threw me back against the lockers again." Kurt winced. "He was cutting off my air supply and I was slowly running out of oxygen and right before I was about to pass out he kissed me and then literally threw me to the ground. But I was alive - still am, obviously. But then..." he trailed off and Blaine knew that this was the part that had scarred Kurt for life and braced himself for what he was about to hear. "He said, 'You're lucky I love you.' and then ran away."

Everything had stopped. Time seemed to be non-existent as the two boys sat there in complete and utter silence in Kurt's dorm room. Kurt had started crying into Blaine's blazer again, clutching it as if his life and sanity depended on it. Blaine was frozen in place. He couldn't even move enough to comfort the guy he had been in love with for weeks. Apparently Kurt noticed because he looked up.

"Blaine?" his voice was shaky and weak and the boy shook off his shocked state and hugged Kurt like there was no tomorrow.

"Kurt, I am so sorry you had to go through that and I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when I should have been and I'm sorry that-"

"Blaine, STOP!" That was the most determined and strong Kurt had sounded all night. "Stop apologizing okay? None of this was your fault and you can't change anything because it already happened. Just please, for my sake, love me." Kurt pleaded. Blaine blinked in surprise.

"I- ... What?"

"Please. That's the only shred of hope I'm clinging to right now and I know it's a big risk and I'm all upset right now but I just love you so god damn much! Ever since we met I knew there was something about you that I wanted to know and I realize now that that something was EVERYTHING. Please, just tell me your feelings now so I can stop pining over you." He whispered the last part, his voice quivering in fear.

Well, this was certainly a change of events. As much as Blaine loved him, Kurt wasn't ready for this. Not after everything he had just experienced. Blaine needed to change the subject.

"Who else knows? Did you tell your dad? Or the principal or the police?" Kurt shook his head in response. "Why?"

"Because..." and they both knew that he didn't have an answer. "It just slipped my mind I guess." Kurt shrugged and Blaine knew he was telling the truth. "God Blaine if you don't love me back stop beating around the bush and just tell m-!" Kurt was interrupted by Blaine's lips pressing gently onto his.

The sensation sent electric waves of fire sparking throughout Kurt's entire body. His mouth felt like it was exploding with fireworks and his hands were tingling, as if they needed desperately to touch his other half; so he let them. His fingers tangled themselves in Blaine's hair as he kissed back, moving their mouths in sync with each other. God, it felt so good to just empty his mind and only be able to feel Blaine's lips pressed up against his with his arms around his waist and pulling him closer. Blaine had felt like every nerve he had ever had was standing on end, like he was moving by the pure electricity of the kiss rather than his brain telling him what to do. Blaine pressed harder, eager for more, but accidentally toppled them both over so that he was lying on top of Kurt with the bed RIGHT there-

"Blaine." Kurt pulled away. His tears had all but dried and disappeared and his eyes were drowning in emotion and... was that... love?

"I-I'm so sorry!" Blaine immediately sat back up off of him but Kurt grabbed his tie and yanked him back, not letting him get away or think that Kurt didn't want this. But he pulled away after a few seconds and rested their foreheads against each others'.

"Don't be. That, is a VERY good distraction." Kurt whispered lovingly, letting his breath linger on Blaine's face hoping it smelled good. Apparently it did because Blaine felt a shiver in down his spine.

"Kurt, will you be my boyfriend?" Kurt lightly pressed his lips to Blaine's before responding.

"Of course. But know that I'm not just saying that because of what happened today and I feel somewhat needy. I've been crazy about you since we met and I've been DYING to do that since Christmas. After everything that's happened between us, I'm glad you finally came around." He smirked and Blaine stuck his tongue out playfully at him. Kurt seemed to take it the wrong way because he froze and Blaine started to panic.

Oh no, what have I done? He couldn't possibly have taken that seri- his thoughts were interrupted by a mouth crushing his own. He didn't know it, but his tongue had driven Kurt absolutely mad and they ended up making out all night long.

The next day, Kurt awoke to a beautiful sight. When his eyes delicately fluttered open, he saw his boyfriend's face oh so close to his with a lovely smile gracing his lips. Their noses were touching and their fingers were laced together. Kurt couldn't remember the last time he had been this happy.

"Good morning Sleeping Beauty." Blaine greeted happily. Kurt rolled his eyes but blushed slightly and kissed the tip of the the other boy's nose.

"Morning Prince Philippe." Blaine laughed at the Disney move reference and snuggled into Kurt's chest comfortably.

"I can't believe this is happening." He muttered under his breath, but Kurt heard him anyway.

"Well believe it because it's happening." He stated confidently while stroking Blaine's hair. They lay there for hours on a Saturday morning in Kurt's dorm room, not caring or noticing anything except each other.

"You have to tell them today." Blaine eventually broke through the silence. Kurt sighed.

"I know. But I'll only be strong enough to do it if you're with me." He responded. Blaine smiled and grabbed his new boyfriend's hand and squeezed.

"I'll always be here for you." And at that moment, they both knew that as long as they had each other, everything would be just fine.