AN: So this story ends after winter break which means a handful more chapters only. It's starting to drag for me so it's time. If I get people requesting I continue on to fill in the episodes, I will but only if people want me to and it will be a separate fic. I have other stories on my mind so I'll be writing either way but I want to write stuff people will read. Let me know and enjoy.
Chapter 88
When Burt and Carole got back around midnight, Carole headed off to go to bed while Burt went to check on the boys. Finn was in his room, sitting in front of a computer screen, clicking furiously.
Peeking in Kurt's room, Burt's heart gave a strange twinge when he saw his son curled up, resting his head on Blaine's chest, hands tangled together. Stepping in the room, Burt picked up the discarded laptop between them and set it on the desk, laughing when he saw the cheesy movie that was displayed on the screen.
Turning to the bed, he grabbed the blanket at the end of the bed and tucked it over the two before leaving the room, gently shutting the door behind him.
Several hours later, Kurt gasped and woke up, heart pounding. Filled with a panicky feeling, he looked around the room, trying to figure out what he had been dreaming that had startled him.
Not able to remember specifics, Kurt was just filled with a terror from an unknown entity. He noticed the computer had moved and the blanket had been added and tried to reassure himself that everything was okay, that his dad had made it back all right and had checked in on them.
Moving slowly, Kurt disentangled himself from Blaine and went over to his desk, curling into a ball on the chair. Tucking his head down, Kurt took some deep breaths, trying to calm his heart.
Blaine woke slowly, realizing the space next to him was growing cold and Kurt had disappeared. Opening his eyes, he saw a figure curled in a ball across the room. As his vision cleared, he realized it was Kurt and his shoulders were shaking, breathy sobs filling the air.
Moving out of the bed, he crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Kurt, startling him a bit. Kurt froze for a moment before collapsing against Blaine.
"What's the matter?" Blaine asked, squeezing his arms around Kurt.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about me. Just go back to bed." Kurt said, sniffling and trying to give Blaine a smile.
Blaine laughed and kneeled on the floor next to Kurt, arms still holding him. "I'm not going to go to bed when you're sitting here upset. Talk to me babe."
Kurt shook his head, giving a watery giggle. "It's stupid. I just-I woke up and I was feeling upset because of whatever it is I dreamed and I looked around and saw my dad had covered us with the blanket and moved my computer and I just…got homesick I guess." He laughed again. "It's stupid."
Blaine gave Kurt a smile. "Hey, now it's not stupid. I get it. It's senior year and after this, it's all so different. And you and your dad have an amazing relationship and it is going to change when you leave home. But babe, change isn't bad."
Kurt sighed. "I know that. I'm looking forward to New York and living with you for real and college. It's just scary."
Blaine gave Kurt's hand a kiss as it was the most accessible part of him while Kurt was in ball formation. "It may be scary but you are one of the bravest people I know. You just have to have a little courage."
Blaine gave Kurt a cheesy grin that sparked a laugh from Kurt. "Really Blaine? Again with the courage. You need a new catchphrase."
Blaine laughed and stood up, pulling Kurt up in his arms and carrying him to the bed. "I do huh? I don't know. Courage seems to work still."
Kurt squeaked as Blaine lifted him, giving him a glare when he dropped him on the bed. "You also need to stop with the whole 'lifting me' thing. It's not fair that you are so short and you can still do that." He gave Blaine a pout.
Blaine glared. "Calling me short huh? Well, let's see how you like this." He bent over and swept Kurt up and over his shoulder.
Kurt yelped and hit Blaine on the back. "Put me down. What is the matter with you?" Despite the angry words, he was laughing.
Blaine laughed back and palmed Kurt's tightly stretched ass with his free hand. "I don't know. I rather like this angle."
Kurt giggled and reached down, squeezing Blaine's ass in return. "I see what you mean. But you know, I can't sleep this way and I doubt you can either."
Blaine shrugged as best he could with Kurt over his shoulder. "I don't know. You'd make a pretty good pillow." He leaned his head against Kurt's butt and fake snored.
Kurt reached down and smacked Blaine on the butt. "Stop it. Blaine." He whined.
Blaine laughed and gave Kurt a return smack before flipping him back on the bed. "All right. I'll quit it. You good now?"
Kurt stuck his tongue out at Blaine before responding. "Yes. Thank you."
"Of course babe. It's what I'm here for." Blaine said as he pulled the covers over himself and Kurt. "And don't feel like you can't wake me if you need me okay? I'd rather be up with you than waking up and finding you like I did."
Kurt sighed and rested his head on Blaine's shoulder. "I know. But it's just so stupid for me to be getting homesick before we even leave. You shouldn't have to deal with that."
"Hey, of course I should." Blaine said, moving Kurt so he could look him in the eye. "I love you and that ring on your finger may not be a wedding ring but it is a promise to you that I'll be there through it all. And that includes the completely normal freak outs over moving away in half a year. Okay?"
Kurt looked at Blaine, seeing the concerned look on his face and the love in his eyes, and nodded. "Okay. Thank you."
Blaine smiled and leaned down to give Kurt a kiss. "No need to thank me. I love you."
"I love you too." Kurt said, giving Blaine another kiss before moving back to his position on Blaine's shoulder.
Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt, pulling him in closer. The two lay there, breathing together until they drifted off to sleep for the rest of the night.
AN: Please review. Let me know what you want me to do about more stories and whatnot.