Kurt had his head propped up on his hand. He hated biology class. But Blaine was his lab partner, so it was a bit more bearable, but not that much. Blaine's hand was resting gently on Kurt's knee as they listened to the teacher drone on and on about the day's lab instructions. They were going to be looking at planarian under microscopes today. The teacher passed out the Petri dishes with the little black things that look like twigs in them. Blaine then got up to get their microscope. He let Kurt look first. "Oh my God! A bug!" Kurt yelped. Blaine just laughed.
"Relax, that's what it's supposed to look like. We did this lab at Dalton last year in biology," Blaine said, glancing into the microscope.
"It's still gross," Kurt said, staring at the tiny, squirming object in the dish, making a face.
"I know. I know you don't like bugs," Blaine said, scribbling something down on his lab packet. Kurt somehow managed to stomach the rest of the lab and make it to the end of the period.
"Tomorrow, we will be dissecting the planaria and joining the dissected pieces together to create a new one!" the teacher said, a little too excitedly at the end of the class. Kurt turned pale.
"Relax, I'll take care of it. You just cower at the little itty bitty bug," Blaine said, laughing. Kurt punched him in the arm, but then sighed.
"Thank you," he said, squeezing Blaine's fingers. They walked out of bio and proceeded to Mr. Schue's Spanish class, glad to be rid of the bugs.