And no one can take my pearl.
It was nearing midnight. Kurt sat by the light of his computer at the table. "No, that doesn't sound right," he whispered to himself.
"What doesn't sound right?" Blaine asked from behind him.
Kurt jumped. "Oh, you scared me. This sentence," Kurt replied. "What are you doing up?" he asked.
"I noticed you weren't in bed so I came to find you," Blaine replied.
"Go back to bed. I'll be in eventually," Kurt said. He gently rubbed the small of Blaine's back without taking his eyes off of his computer screen.
"What's gotten into you lately?" Blaine asked.
"I don't know what you mean," Kurt said. He still didn't make eye contact with Blaine.
"Well, you've barely been sleeping, all you do is sit at your computer, and you just kind of rush me away from whatever you're doing," Blaine said.
"It's called being in school," Kurt said.
"I know that, I'm in school too, but you never take a break," Blaine said. He lowered his voice. "We haven't been on a date in weeks," he mumbled.
Kurt sighed and looked at Blaine. "There's this professor that I have. He had this reputation for being really tough, and I knew that going into the class, but I've been working my butt off for him and the highest I've gotten is a C, and I just don't know what to do anymore." Kurt was now on the verge of tears.
Blaine sat down on the edge of the chair and pulled Kurt into a hug. "Save your paper. You need to go to bed," Blaine whispered.
"No, I can't!" Kurt said.
"Tomorrow, we'll go to the dean. Together," Blaine said. He rubbed slow circles on Kurt's back.
"Um, okay," Kurt said. He shut his computer and followed Blaine into the bedroom. It only took three minutes of gentile little kisses from Blaine for Kurt to be sound asleep.