This is not as long as I would like for it to be, nor is it as good I want it to be... but here it is. Love all my readers SO much. I always am a poor college student and therefore do not own anyone that you recognize.

"We were at the mall," Kurt began, they hadn't moved from their position on the bathroom floor. "It was the summer after my freshman year of college, and we were just hanging out, we were actually leaving to go home and they were outside of the exit. There were7 guys standing there, I only knew one of them, he was guy who had seen me with one of our friends on Valentine's day the year before and had outed him, Nick was his name." Blaine burrowed deeper into Kurt's arms, the words safe and home went in a continuous loop in his mind. "Anyway, since they were going nowhere with their lives they hung out on a regular basis at the mall," Blaine smirked at Kurt's words. "We were just holding hands really, I mean we kinda reek of love, that's what Finn says anyway," Kurt fought the urge to lean down and place a kiss on Blaine's lips. "And they yelled out at us, so original, those bastards, like we hadn't heard "Hey fags" before." Blaine flinched and Kurt felt his body tense and he realized what he'd done, "Oh I'm sorry. I forgot," fourteen year old was far more affected by that word than his Blaine was. Blaine nodded, still holding his body tightly, preparing himself for what Kurt was about to tell him. Kurt could have kicked himself when he didn't feel Blaine relax back into him, and figured it would only get worse once he continued the story. "You know what, forget about it, it's not important," Kurt tried to release Blaine but Blaine clung to him,

"No, tell me, please." He knew a lot of the good times from yesterday, now it was time to hear the not so good stories.

"Are you sure, it didn't affect out relationship or anything," Kurt promised, but Blaine nodded, wrapping Kurt's arms back around him. "Ok, but stop me at any time," Kurt requested, Blaine nodded once again and waited. "So anyway, they yelled at us and we both got nervous, especially once I recognized him and told you who he was." Kurt watched Blaine carefully, looking for any sign that he should stop. But Blaine remained fairly calm, "We tried to ignore them and kept walking to the car." Blaine gulped, he felt like he knew were this was going. "Nick got in front of me and we stopped, before we knew it they had surrounded us," Kurt hadn't told this story in a long time. "Nick said something like, 'i was talking to you', and of course me and my big mouth had to speak and I said, 'Oh sorry, I don't speak caveman.'" Blaine let out a chuckle at his witty partner, and Kurt smiled, his Blaine had laughed too. "He, of course, got mad and got in my face, trying to scare us, he did, but we didn't show it," Kurt nudged him playfully. "Then they pulled me away from you and they circled you to keep you from getting to me," Blaine winced, breathing shallowing. "Blaine," Kurt felt the quickened breath, but Blaine counted to ten and his breathing slowed.

"I'm fine," he whispered, though he felt as if Kurt let go of him in that moment he would have curled into a fetal position and sobbed. Kurt hated the mask Blaine was able to put up, he hated that his father made him this closed off. Kurt carefully brushed back Blaine's curls, inhaling slightly before opening his mouth,

"I know you don't understand this, but I love you more than anything or anyone else in my life. We have a beautiful life together, and I don't want you to ever feel like you haven't achieved everything you wanted to." Blaine looked up at him and his eyes were bright blue and kind, warm, and so full of love that it took Blaine's breath away. How had he found someone that was so willing to put up with all his flaws, who was willing to take care of him when he couldn't even remember Kurt, let alone specifics such as his favorite color or food or restaurant, movie, song...everything a husband should. He didn't deserve this man. "Anyway, Nick and one of the other guys started yelling at me and calling me names, you kept trying to get past them, but you never did, thankfully." Blaine shook his head softly, wondering if Kurt had always been selfless. "I stood up to them and got punched in the face and stomach for it," Blaine didn't realized he was doing it but he turned his face into Kurt's chest, inhaling deeply. "Then they started kicking me, I remember hearing you screaming my name. They finally stopped when security drove by, they ran and you came over to me, the security guys didn't stop once they realized we were a couple," Kurt admitted. Blaine winced, hiding his face, but Kurt knew anyway, "I was fine, had a split lip and a sore stomach and side for a while, but I didn't go to the hospital, despite you begging me to."

"Why wouldn't you go?" Blaine asked, unsure how to handle his desire of holding Kurt and never letting him go.

"I'd had worse, I was bullied a lot in high school so... bruises were pretty par for the course for me,"

"That's horrible," Blaine muttered." Kurt smiled softly,

"It brought us together, so I'm not complaining," Blaine smiled, remembering what Kurt had told him the day before on how they met. "I have an idea, but if you aren't

up for it, I'm fine with staying here," Blaine looked up at him questioningly, "How do you feel about going for a walk and hanging out in Central Park?" Blaine smiled,

"I love that, that is a possibility for us." Kurt chuckled,

"It was my favorite thing to do my first year when I was here alone, I'd go and just feed the squirrels."

"Like some creepy homeless guy?"

"Ok first of all, Jim was not creepy and second of all he became one of your favorite people in the city once you met him." Kurt teased, chuckling as Blaine blushed, "So what do you say?" Blaine looked up at Kurt, safe safe safe still being repeated in his brain.

"Sounds like fun," Blaine agreed, smiling as Kurt lit up, as long as Kurt was with him, there was nothing to worry about.

Central Park was everything he'd imagined. True it was just a park, but it was beautiful and welcoming, and was quickly becoming his favorite place as well. He was trying to look everywhere at once and his head was turning faster than he could absorb, but he didn't care. Tree. Bird. Bench. Person. Family. Statue. Fountain. Kurt. Kurt was grinning at him, his puppy was back.

"What?" he asked, realizing that Kurt was staring at him with a vibrant smile on his face.

"Nothing, you just-I"m glad you like it here," Blaine smiled at him and Kurt decided the only thing he was missing was panting with tongue half out to truly be a dog.

"KURT!" He practically squealed and ran over to the statue of Balto, grabbing Kurt's hand to pull him along. Kurt was surprised for a moment and nearly stumbled as Blaine jerked him toward his Blaine's favorite statue in the city. Kurt joked it was his cousin and that's why he liked it so much. "He's sooo cool, isn't he?" Blaine bounced slightly, his hand still grasped in Kurt's.

"Yes, he's amazing," Kurt agreed. Suddenly something ran into Kurt's leg, falling backward with an 'oof'. They looked down to see a little girl, looking back up at them.

"Are you all right?" Kurt asked, holding out his hand to help her up, she couldn't have been older than 6, with long brown hair and bright green eyes.

"Thank you," she said as she got to her feet, "Sorry for running into you." She looked at them, smiling.

"That's okay," Kurt promised then he looked up, she was far to little to be alone. "Sweetie, where is your mommy or daddy?" The little girl looked back the way she came and bit her lip shyly,

"I don't know, they wouldn't go where I wanted to so I went by myself." Kurt looked at Blaine who looked concerned as well,

"Okay, what's your name?" Kurt asked,

"Gabby," she replied.

"We need to find your parents, they are probably worried sick about you," Kurt claimed, holding his hand out to her, which she took smiling up at him. "I'm Kurt, and this is Blaine," Kurt motioned to Blaine who waved and smiled at the little girl, who grinned back.

"Are you his husband?" Gabby asked Blaine, and for a moment Blaine was taken aback that someone so small would expect that of two guys.

"Yes, we are," Gabby nodded,

"I thought so, you were looking at him with a princess look." Gabby explained.

"A princess look?" Blaine asked, taking Gabby's other hand as they headed back the way Gabby had come, Kurt scanning the area for people who looked distressed.

"Yes, the look that a princess gets when she sees her prince for the first time. It means she loves him," Blaine blushed and even Kurt's cheeks flushed slightly.

"GABBY!" A yell came from around the corner and Gabby looked down shyly, she knew she'd be in trouble. They had walked a ways, following Gabby's directions of where she had come from, Kurt was grateful she was from New York and wasn't lost as well as away from her parents. She seemed rather used to the situation in fact.

"Mommy," she replied just as a frazzled looking woman came around the turn.

"Oh thank you God," she whispered as she scooped Gabby into her arms. "Don't you ever run away from us again, we were worried sick," she scolded.

"Sorry Mommy," Gabby said, hugging her mother back. Once the woman finally released her daughter, though she picked her put and carried her on her hip, she turned to Kurt and Blaine. Blaine tensed and moved his body closer to Kurt, waiting for the yells of slurs and claims of perversion.

"Thank you so much," the woman breathed instead. "How can I repay you?" Kurt shook his head,

"I'm just glad we found her before she got too far away." The woman held out her hand,

"Well thank you, she's a wild one, but I didn't think she'd run away the moment we looked up." Kurt smiled,

"Kids, one minute there the next gone," the woman chuckled,

"Do you two have any of your own?" Blaine stared at her, how did she know they were together, and she sounded so casual about it.

"No, but we hope to soon," Kurt replied before flinching slightly, he hadn't told Blaine they had put in their application at the adoption agency just before the attack. But thankfully, other than the widening of his eyes, Blaine didn't say anything.

"Well nothing ages you or keeps you young quite like having kids," Kurt laughed with her before Blaine looked at Gabby,

"You be careful, stay with your parents next time, even if the Balto statue is way cooler." Gabby giggled and her mother groaned,

"I should have known that's where she would go. You would think it was her best friend," Kurt laughed,

"Oh I know what you mean, whenever this one goes missing, that's the first place I look." He nudged Blaine playfully as he blushed scarlet, the woman laughed.

"Well we need to go find you Daddy before he gets the FBI on the phone," Kurt smirked and Blaine couldn't help but chuckle. "Thank you again, both of you, so much." As they waved the woman and her daughter away, Blaine reached down and took Kurt's hand in his, causing Kurt to look down at them surprised. The other times has been spur of the moment, unconscious events but this was deliberate.

"They didn't care," Blaine reported. "Gabby didn't look at us weird and her mother treated us like any other young couple." Kurt smiled,

"Most people don't care, it's just those few that try to make out lives miserable." Blaine nodded, smiling softly as he blushed when Kurt repositioned their hands so that their fingers were intertwined. Blaine had always wondered what it felt like to be in love, if it always felt like there were butterflies flapping in his stomach and if his heart would always feel like it was trying to escape to get to Kurt. If so, he wasn't sure he ever wanted to feel any different.

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