Hey guys. Sorry, i know it`s only been like a day or two but i feel like I should be updating quicker. -.- I`ll update lots of stuff this week though hopefully, since i have no exams i`ll be able to write lots. (: So, yeah.

Okay, there`s been some confusion. I guess i didn`t entirely mention it. Kurt was in a semi-happy mood because he had been at the hospital for a week, having therapy with counsellors, having been having lots of visits from his ever the dapper gentleman of a boyfriend Blaine, and he was also on anxiety meds.

Sorry that there was that confusion there.

Okay, here you go.

The Hummel-Hudson family ate in silence, unsure of what to say to each other. Everyone stole conerned glances to Blaine, who just poked at his fettucinè alfredo blankly, staring into it as if he were being hypnotized. Kurt felt tears welling in his eyes. He was full of pain, concern, love, worry; he didn`t know what to do. He wanted to bring Blaine`s world back. He knew Blaine was falling apart, but instead of showing it, he just hid underneath this blank, dark, empty expression. Kurt felt tears roll down his face, and could feel Blaine practically shoot up and turn to him, almost as if he could mentally tell when Kurt was upset.

`Kurt, what...?`

Kurt just bit his lip and grabbed his hand, pulling him back from his chair and out of the room, heading downstairs. Nobody followed them and Carole let out a shaky sigh, her eyes watery and dark.

`That poor boy...`

Kurt closed his door behind him, locking it, pulling Blaine down the stairs, letting go of his hand as they reached the bottom, and he just curled into himself and cried. Blaine looked at him, forgetting the events earlier today, his concern for Kurt filling him.

`Kurt, baby, what`s wrong?`

Kurt`s lip quivered as he turned to Blaine, stepping towards him. He kissed Blaine on the lips gently, who just wrapped his strong arms around him, holding him. Kurt put his hands gently on Blaine`s cheeks, stroking them with his thumbs. He pulled back, letting out a breath he didn`t know he was holding.

`I, I just... I just want to make it better, Blaine... I don`t like seeing you like this... I can`t stand the thought of you sad... It makes me wanna die... I love you so much, I just want to take all of your pain away, Blaine...`

Blaine looked at the boy, his heart swelling. He had never had anyone feel this way for him. He had been best friends with David and Wes for years, yes, but nobody had ever accepted him, loved him, truly wanted him.

Not like Kurt did.

Blaine smiled, tears welling in his eyes. He pulled up Kurt`s chin, kissing him softly. He pulled back then wrapped his arms around the boy in a tight, warm hug. He rubbed his back, burying his face in his neck.

`It`s the same with me, Kurt. Do you know how much I wished I could have taken your place in Karofsky`s attack? I wanted nothing more than to make it better, to make your pain, your fear go away. I would have done anything.`He pulled back, looking into Kurt`s eyes.

`I love you so much Kurt. Always.`

Kurt smiled weakly, looking down.

`Blaine, you`re going to be staying in my room because the only extra space we have is the couch, and I have to warn you... I... I do kind of, fall apart at night... Nightmares, and crying and such...`

Blaine nodded slowly, kissing his cheek.

`And i`ll be right there to hold you and wipe those tears away.`

Kurt smiled weakly, rubbing his nose against Blaine`s lovingly.

`You`re perfect, Blaine.`

Blaine felt sick as he heard this. He smiled in response, but part of him was haunted. He had never been called perfect. He`d always been called the opposite. He knew how far from perfect he was. And now that he was living with Kurt, Kurt was sure to find out just how flawed he was.

Blaine walked up from Kurt`s room, as he was doing his nightly moisturizing routine. He walked towards the kitchen, heading to the cupboard to grab a glass. His throat was overly dry, and he wasn`t quite sure as to why. He lifted his head as he saw Carole washing the dishes. He stopped as she turned and she smiled warmly. He smiled back in return, still heading to the cupboard. He grabbed the glass and stared at it idly. He smiled, placing it on the counter, turning to her.

`Mrs. Hummel, do you want help with that?`

Carole turned to him, suprised, but then smiled.

`You don`t have to, but that would be lovely.`

Blaine stepped over, drying all of the dishes she cleaned and neatly putting them away. They made small conversation with each other, and Blaine smiled softly. He got a warm motherly feeling from her, and he was really enjoying this. Sure, he used to get made fun of when he was younger, but he always told everyone the most important person in his life was his mom. He`d always had a mom figure in his life. Carole gave off the same feeling his mom used to give. But he knew that Carole could stand on her own.

His mom couldn`t.

Carole smiled softly, staring at the rippling, soapy water.

`I`m reallly glad Kurt has someone like you.`

Blaine looked over at her, his heart skipping as she continued.

`He`s always been kind of lost. He`s such a strong boy, he`s got one of the most beautiful, genuine hearts i`ve ever seen in a man. He`s an amazing person, and has never gotten the respect or care that he deserves. Everyone has been so rude to him, and he`s deserved the world and more. He`s so kind, he`s funny, he`s extremely talented, and yet he`s so misunderstood because of his sexuality. He`s helped me so much. He saved me from my wardrobe but also gave me a new confidence. Even though I know he`s insecure, about himself and about his body, and everything, he`s so good at making others feel confident because he plays off confidence so well. But he`s always been lost. He`s always had his dad, yes, but I guess because he never had a motherly figure in his life he never really understood how to handle certain things. He was missing part of himself. He never quite had a true smile, or a glint in his eye...`

Carole looked up, turning to him, taking one of his hands, tears in her eyes, smiling. Blaine felt his heart pounding, fighting back the urge to cry as well.

`Until he met you.`

Blaine smiled shakily, his tears falling, his body betraying him.

`Blaine, ever since he met you, he fell in love with you. He`s talked to me about it over facials and romance movies. He loved everything about you, and even though you were clueless, he pursued. He wanted to be with you. He was close to giving up many times, but he didn`t. And i`m so glad he didn`t. Because just the way he talked about the times you two spent together, I knew in my heart you`d be together. And i`m so glad you are. His eyes got brighter every time he came home after spending time with you. And the day he came home to tell us you two were finally together, his smile was shining and I swear stars would have been jealous. You`ve given him a new sense of life, Blaine. Even though he just went through an awful tragedy, and you did as well, you have each other, and you can both get through this together. You`re both strong. And you filled Kurt`s missing half, Blaine. I can`t thank you enough for that. He deserves it so much. You have given him everything and more.`

Blaine stared, smiling, crying unabashedly. He couldn`t help it. He was so happy. This wonderful woman praising him for being there for Kurt, for saving him. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve and smiled weakly, hugging her.

`Thank you. Thank you so much. I love him. So much. I don`t ever want to hurt him; and I plan on being right beside him for years and years to come.`

Carole pulled back and smiled, putting a hand on his cheek, stroking it with her thumb, then patted his shoulder.

`Go. He`s probably done moisturizing now.`

Here you go! Kinda short, but here`s some Blarole/CaBlaine family companionship. I plan on making the friendship/ mother-son relationship between Blaine and Carole happen often.

Review, please!

-Echo.