"See ya later Kurt" Finn shouted as he let the door bang shut behind him, Puck already at the car the pair of them heading out to who knew where for the rest of the day.

"So where are they off too?" asked Nick from where he was laying on Kurt's bed flicking through the channels of the TV.

"No idea" Kurt replied with indifference from inside his wardrobe.

Blaine smiled at him from his place next to Nick, "So what are we going to do?" he asked.

"No idea" came the same answer but with a touch of unseen humour attached, Blaine could easily imagine the teasing glint in Kurt's eye.

"Well I'm glad we stayed" laughed Nick, "you're such good company Kurt."

"Look you two before we do anything you need a change of clothes, I can't possibly be seen with you in the same clothes you wore yesterday" he griped sticking his head back around the wardrobe door and fixing them with a superior glare.

"Oh come on Kurt these were clean on yesterday" Nick protested with a whine.

"Yes and you've slept in some of them since then" said Kurt matter-of-factly, "so suck it up and accept your fate" he added before returning to the wardrobe.

"You might as well give up Nick" Blaine stage whispered, "there's no way he'll let you out of this house wearing the same clothes you slept in."

"But I can't wear Kurt's stuff" Nick hissed back quietly "we are totally different shapes."

"Which is precisely why you will be wearing some selected items of Finn's" said Kurt whilst throwing a top and a sweater in Nick's face from his position across the room. Nick held them up and nodded in approval as Blaine laughed, "and what exactly will you be wearing?" he asked Blaine in amusement, "I think Finn's cast off's will be a little roomy for you short fry."

Blaine looked miffed before breaking into a wide grin as he looked at his boyfriend who wore the exact same expression, "oh, I keep a few things here in case of emergency's" he grinned.

"You're kidding me" moaned Nick, "you have clothes here that will fit you?" he asked waving the sweater in Blaine's direction.

"Yep"

"In fact he has been granted permission to hang a selection of carefully vetted items in my closet for instances such as this" Kurt grinned at his boyfriend as he leant on the closet door.

"No way" gasped Nick in disbelief turning to look at Blaine, "Kurt's given you closet space."

"Yep" Blaine smiled smugly.

"Seriously, closet space; as in you keep your stuff in Kurt's closet?"

"Yep"

"Is that so hard to believe?" asked Kurt, his eyes creasing in a frown.

"YES" Nick almost shouted, "God Kurt you never let anyone near your closet at school and here you are allowing Blaine's less than fashionable clothes to hang next to your designer gear, man that's more serious than giving him a ring."

Nicks comment caused Kurt to flush a fierce shade of red as he looked awkwardly around the room, eyes never settling on Blaine before disappearing back into the wardrobe where he couldn't be seen.

Blaine smirked as he watched Kurt flush and disappear again before Nick nudged his shoulder and grinned at him with a knowing waggle of his eyebrows.

"Oh shut up" grumbled Blaine although he couldn't control the smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth.

After much coaxing and despite Kurt's considerable protests Blaine had eventually managed to drag Kurt out for ice-cream and with some coercing from Nick they had managed a trip to the parlour where Kurt had even acquiesced to a small frozen yogurt much to Blaine's approval.

Kurt was currently watching his boyfriend demolish an all too large chocolate sundae whilst Nick tucked into something Kurt didn't quite recognise but was sure he'd seen Jeff eating something similar once, it certainly looked liked something Jeff would eat, it was very colourful and contained several flavours which wouldn't usually be put together.

Kurt screwed his nose up slightly at the sight of them as he took small spoonfuls of his own dessert, he couldn't quite understand how someone could eat that much ice-cream in one go but since being at Dalton he had come to accept certain situations as the norm and this was just going to be one of those times.

"Hey Kurt do you want some of this?" asked Nick waving his spoon in Kurt's direction.

"No thanks" Kurt replied, "I won't deny you the pleasure."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely"

"Nick he won't eat ice-cream" said Blaine without looking up from his own dish.

"Just being polite" smiled Nick, "I didn't hear you offering to share yours and Kurt's your guy."

"That is because I know him and I know he wouldn't want any" replied Blaine still concentrating on his dessert.

"Still, its manners" said Nick with a nod, "Jeff would flip if I didn't share with him."

"How's his weekend going" enquired Kurt, "have you heard from him?"

"No" Nick replied through a mouthful of ice-cream, "he sent a text last night after I told him we were sleeping over at yours but nothing since; look Kurt are you sure you don't want any of this, yours looks kind of mean."

"Nick this was great honestly" smiled Kurt putting down his empty tub and dropping the spoon into it "and I'd rather not have belly ache all afternoon like you probably will."

"Oh sweet simple Kurt" smiled Nick closing his eyes and shaking his head, "have you learned nothing since coming to Dalton, this is nothing to what I can put away, this is the warm up for the main event, this is like second breakfast."

"Are you suggesting you're a hobbit" asked Kurt with a raised eyebrow.

"Man hobbits are awesome" groaned Nick putting his spoon down into his nearly empty dish, "they get to eat all day."

"And they live in round houses" added Blaine through a mouthful of ice-cream.

"You know it fascinates me how random you guys can be" said Kurt in bewilderment, his eyes wide as he looked fondly between his friend and his boyfriend.

"But you love us anyway" smiled Nick.

"Hey" said Blaine bumping Nicks shoulder with his own, "back off the boyfriend" which earned him an eye roll from Kurt and a smirk from Nick which Blaine didn't see as his concentration had returned to his dish.

Finn reached for the dial on the stereo and turned down the track that Puck was currently shouting along to. He had been staring out of the window for several minutes without speaking, his mind full of thoughts he couldn't process and situations he couldn't rationalise.

"You okay man" asked Puck turning slightly to look at Finn before turning his gaze back to the road.

"No" Finn scowled out of the side window.

"You thinking about the princess" asked Puck.

"Yeah and you know he'll kick your ass if you keep calling him that" Finn smiled.

"He could try" Puck smirked.

"He could win" Finn shot back.

"Whatever man."

"I just don't understand how he does it" Finn directed towards the window almost thinking out loud.

"Does what keep getting beat up?" asked Puck.

"Yes. No. I mean how he keeps going despite all the crap he gets. I mean it's not fair, he's left Lima, we only get to see him at the weekends and he's still getting crap, how is that fair huh."

"Sorry dude, I know this sucks but you can't look out for him all the time" Puck reasoned.

"I know" Finn sulked, "It just pisses me off."

"Well how about we even the score?" Puck suggested.

"Kurt said no"

"Yeah well the princess doesn't have to know does he?"

"Yeah but if he found out..."

"Finn grow a pair man" Puck spat, "he can't handle this, the posh kids aren't going to handle it either so you, as his brother, need to step up and I'll be happy to help you out."

"Yeah, thanks man" smiled Finn holding his fist out for Puck to bump, "so next time we see him?"

"We fuck him up" nodded Puck.

Nick pulled his phone out of his pocket and smiled at the screen as he read the message; Blaine looked over at his friend and decided to leave him to his message which was clearly from Jeff as Nicks goofy grin was fully plastered on his face.

Standing up he gathered the empty tubs from the table and dumped them in the trash before walking over to Kurt who was in line for their coffee's.

"Hey" smiled Kurt as he realised Blaine was now stood beside him.

"Hey"

"I can manage you know"

"Yeah, I know but Nick's texting Jeff and it's like the world doesn't exist when that happens" Blaine smiled in Nick's direction where he was still busy staring at his screen, thumbs flying as he tapped a reply to Jeff's constant stream of conversation.

"I think it's sweet" smiled Kurt.

"Yeah it is" agreed Blaine.

"So we better get going after this" Blaine added sadly, "we need to get back to Dalton before curfew and it's a pretty long drive."

"I guess" Kurt sighed.

"But hey, I'll see you tomorrow night right" Blaine said nudging Kurt's shoulder with his own and smiling warmly.

"Yeah" Kurt smiled; he desperately wanted to reach out and squeeze his boyfriends hand but just wasn't brave enough in somewhere so public, so he settled for a smile and a quick brush of his hand against Blaine's before shoving his hands into his pockets to remove temptation.

"How are you getting back anyway" asked Blaine, "do you want me to come back and get you?"

"God no"

"Okay, it was only an idea" said Blaine slightly wounded by Kurt's sharp decline of his offer.

"It's just too far Blaine" Kurt responded quickly noticing the hurt in Blaine's eyes and the sagging in his posture.

"It wouldn't be a problem baby" Blaine retorted quietly so that no-one else could hear his term of endearment.

"No, it's fine, honestly" Kurt smiled, "Finn will drive me back or my Dad, you know he likes to check things out every now and again, make sure I'm back safe and sound and all that."

"Okay if you're sure"

"Thank you though" Kurt smiled softly at his boyfriend, his eyes full of apologies which he hoped Blaine understood, "I guess we better get these to go then huh?"

"Yeah I guess so"

"What about lover boy over there" Kurt nodded toward Nick, "think he's finished sexting with Jeff."

"God knows" laughed Blaine, "but let's get back over there and irritate him regardless."