It was the dead of night, somewhere around 10 PM, and it was eerily dark outside. If you looked at the Hudson-Hummel household from the outside, you could only see a dim, flashing light coming from the living room window. Kurt and Blaine were curled up on the floor under a heavy down comforter watching the movie 'It.' Neither boy had seen this film since childhood, after traumatic experiences of walking in on their parents watching it at the goriest, most terrifying parts. The bowl of popcorn was long empty and the bag of Twizzlers laid empty on the floor. Curled up with each other, they tried their best to calm the other. They shushed each other during the scariest scenes and Blaine helped Kurt shield his eyes when the monster reached out of the sewer drain and dragged the boy in. Kurt had begun to notice just how unrealistic the special effects were, but Blaine on the other hand, barely noticed due to his paralyzing fear. Once the film was over, they untangled themselves from each other and went up to Kurt's room to go to bed. "Do you think you're going to be able to sleep?" Kurt asked Blaine in the darkness. Kurt noticed Blaine was pretty tense.
"Yeah, totally. It was just a movie," Blaine replied.
"Okay, good night, I love you," Kurt said, turning over to fall asleep.
"Love you, too," Blaine whispered into the dark room. Kurt fell right to sleep, but the lonely, tense hours ticked on for Blaine. Eventually, Blaine dozed off into a jumpy, fitful slumber. He dreamed he was running through a neighborhood, being chased by a clown wielding a dagger. Suddenly, everything was shaking and the clown was calling his name! His eyes shot open and he screamed, lunging at the figure in front of him, but the figure wrapped him in a bear hug.
"Blaine, calm down, it's me," Kurt whispered, rocking Blaine gently back and forth. Blaine clung to Kurt with all of his strength. "Did the movie get to you?" Kurt asked gently. Blaine looked up at him with his big, hazel eyes and simply nodded. Kurt helped Blaine lay comfortably back down in the bed and he put his arms around his waist. "Don't worry, I'm here," Kurt whispered, kissing Blaine's temple.
"Thank you," Blaine whispered. Kurt noticed Blaine's heartbeat was getting significantly less frantic.
"Just try to sleep," Kurt cooed, playing with Blaine's curls. Blaine smiled contently and let the sleep overtake his body. Kurt waited until he could make sure that Blaine was sleeping peacefully before giving him one last kiss on the cheek and falling asleep next to him, keeping him safe.