A tornado warning in Ohio wasn't unheard of, but one this bad had not been seen in at least ten years. Blaine had been over at Kurt's house practicing a solo for glee club when the warning started flashing on the television. Blaine was now with the Hudson-Hummels in their basement, trying to stay safe from any potential danger. Blaine was wandering around the basement with a lantern looking for blankets. He hadn't seen Kurt in about 15 minutes and had assumed that he was off in some corner trying to apply moisturizer in the dark, but he found him just sitting in a corner. "Babe, what's wrong?" Blaine asked. Kurt looked up at him and Blaine saw his tear stained face illuminated in the lantern light. Blaine sat down with him and put his arm around him.
"I hate tornado warnings," Kurt whispered, leaning his head on Blaine's shoulder. "When I was little, there was this huge tornado that destroyed our house. I just remember being really scared and the Red Cross came and we had to live with my grandmother for a year while a new house was being built." Kurt was in tears by this point. Blaine held him tight.
"You're going to be okay. Whatever happens tonight, it's going to be okay. I'll keep you safe," Blaine whispered to him. Burt suddenly came over to them.
"Hey boys, the news anchor just came on the radio. The storm's passed and we can go back to normal now," Burt said. Instead of going upstairs with the rest of the family, Blaine and Kurt stayed snuggled in their corner for a little while. Kurt was now beyond hysterically crying, happy that the storm was over, but overwhelmed with the memories of that fateful night that he had suppressed for so long.
"We're safe now. Everything's okay," Blaine whispered to Kurt, stroking his brown bangs off of his face. They stayed there for almost two hours just because Kurt did not want to move. He felt safe.