Blaine knocked on Kurt's door early the next morning as he was getting ready for school.
"Come in, Dad." Kurt called. Blaine opened the door anyway.
"I'm not your dad; he left a few minutes ago." Blaine said as he took a few steps in. "Kurt,"
The boy in question whipped around at his vanity, a bottle of something or other in hand. "Blaine." He said, voice shocked. He dropped the bottle onto his carpeted floor and Blaine was happy it was closed. But then Kurt had raced into his bathroom and Blaine didn't care a whit about broken bottles. He followed the boy and knocked on his door.
"Kurt," He started. "Come out."
"No." Kurt's voice was muffled and higher pitched than usual. "Go away, I'm not ready to be seen yet."
Blaine held in a laugh, this was NOT the time. "Kurt, it's alright, I won't judge you badly or anything. Come out, we need to talk about yesterday."
"I'm still mad at you." Came Kurt's biting reply.
"I know, but I don't know WHY you're so mad at me. I'm sorry I stopped you yesterday, but it was necessary, you DO know that don't you?" Blaine leaned against the door, resting his weight solely on it.
Kurt didn't make any noise, not even a breath loud enough for Blaine to hear. "Kurt," He pleaded. "Talk to me."
Nothing.
"Kurt, I..." Blaine took a deep breath. He HATED what he was about to say. He really didn't want it to happen. "I think we should end this."
"What?" Kurt whined behind the door and suddenly Blaine found himself falling to the floor as the door opened. "What?" Kurt repeated, staring down at him with big eyes.
Blaine quickly got to his feet. "I'm sorry, Kurt." He sighed. "But if you… if it hurts you when we have to be practical then… I don't know. I don't want to hurt you, Kurt. I REALLY don't want too."
Kurt was gaping at him. Then he slapped him. Not hard, but with enough force that Blaine would be feeling it for a minute or too. "Fuck you." Kurt said. "We're having a fight, we don't have to end things because I need a little while to cool down and you need to never treat me like a child again. That's not how this works. It's ONE fight, that's all."
Blaine rubbed his jaw and cocked his head. "When did I treat you like a child?"
"Yesterday." Kurt answered, hands on his hips. "I didn't like it."
"When I pushed you off?" Blaine asked, still rubbing his jaw. It didn't hurt, he could just feel Kurt's phantom hand on his cheek still.
"Yes." Kurt nodded.
"Okay." Blaine nodded too. "Well, don't act like a child and I won't treat you like one." Blaine answered. "It's not your physical age that matters sometimes, Kurt. It's how you act. I could make you think I was seventeen just by playing it right, or I could pretend to be twenty five and you'd never know." He shrugged.
"I didn't act like a kid!" Kurt growled.
"You acted exactly like a kid. You weren't getting what you wanted so you whined and complained instead of listening to reason." Blaine answered. He cupped Kurt's cheek. "Try to think with a clear head whenever possible. Attacking me in your brother's room could have ended much worse, remember that."
Kurt deflated.
"Also, NEVER slap me again." Blaine found Kurt's eyes, staring into them as he said it. "Violence, no matter the force of it, is NEVER a good idea when you're angry. Do you understand? It doesn't matter if the person gets hurt or not, hitting them could still be called abuse."
Kurt's eyes widened. "I didn't…"
"Technically, some people would say you did. I'm not really one of those people, but I don't want you to ever get in a situation with somebody who is." Blaine pulled Kurt's face down and pressed a light kiss to his lips. "Understand?"
Kurt nodded.
Kurt was distracted that day, all he could think about was Blaine. And for once he wasn't thinking of the older boy sexually. Instead Kurt was focused on what he'd said about abuse. Were there really people out there who would consider his light tap abuse? Was that really a thing?
If it was, then what about all the times he'd been bullied. He'd been thrown into dumpsters and pushed, hard, into lockers. He'd called those things bullying, and something about that word didn't sound as serious as ABUSE. Was he being abused?
Karofsky passed him in the hallway, glaring. The bully had been going back and forth between only glaring and locker checks. It was like Karofsky couldn't make up his mind about the best way to deal with him. Was Karofsky abusing him?
He thought of all the times he'd been slushied. Yeah, that could blind him one day if it kept happening. He was being abused in school, but so was the rest of the glee club. True Kurt had a personal bully, but Rachel did too. Azimio LOVED to torment Rachel.
"Did you fix things with Kurt?" Finn asked. "Or do you need me to stay home so you two can avoid each other?"
"We're good I think." Blaine nodded. "It's alright, you can go." Kurt was due back soon, and Finn was holding his jumpsuit, ready to change for work. "I'll just wait for him downstairs." Blaine said and left the room so Finn could change.
It had been a week in the house, he was tired of it already. Maybe he could convince Kurt to take him somewhere.
Finn was already gone when Kurt got home, and Blaine was laying on the couch when he walked through the door. "Kurt." The older boy popped up to say. He rolled off the couch.
"Hi, Blaine." Kurt blushed looking at him. He ran up the stairs to put his messenger bag in his room. Blaine didn't follow.
"I thought you were still mad at me." Blaine said when Kurt reappeared downstairs.
"No." Kurt shook his head. "I'm not."
Blaine smiled. "Well, that's really good." He came closer and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. "REALLY good."
"Oh?" Kurt asked, but he had an idea where this was going and his heart was already starting to hammer wildly. "How good?"
"This good." Blaine reached up to him and kissed his mouth. Kurt's hormones exploded and he wrapped his own arms around Blaine's back.
Somehow they ended up on the floor, Kurt didn't know or care how. His brain power was more focused on the way Blaine was rocking up into him, their pants kicked down to their ankles or off, shirts rucked up. Kurt whined into Blaine mouth as he came.
Blaine kept rocking and Kurt kissed all over his face, finally stopping at his lips and trying his best to suck Blaine's tonsils out. When Blaine finally came Kurt watched with rapt fascination. Blaine made the most beautiful face.
When he stopped twitching Kurt nuzzled into Blaine's neck, enjoying the smell of him. "I think we should go out." Blaine said and Kurt's heart stopped for a second. "Well, let me rephrase; I think we should go other places, I'm getting sick of being in your house all the time. Not that your house isn't awesome, because it is, but after a week…" He trailed off and Kurt's heart started it's normal rhythm again. He was disappointed more than he'd thought he'd be, but Blaine wriggled beneath him, naked skin pressing against Kurt's, and he found it was worth it.