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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of its characters...except for in my dreams.

Warnings: Kissing, Language

"I told my mom I was gay last friday, and about us if that's alright." Blaine asked.

"Really? I told my dad that I was gay and about us. I thought you were going to be mad." Kurt said.

"How could I be mad? Your perfect." Blaine said with love.

"No, your perfect!" Kurt argued.

"Nooooooo!" Blaine argued back with a child like smirk.

"What ever!" Kurt said giggling.

They sat next to each other under Blaine's old Ash tree. Kurt's head in Blaine's lap and Blaine stroking Kurt's hair with his back propped up against the tree. Boy did it feel good to be able to just be themselves rather than trying to hide it from the world. Although they were careful about PDA because they didn't want to get bullied or risk their friends finding out, they were getting there.

Blaine sighed happily. "I love you."

"Mmm, love ya to." Kurt mumbled sleepily.

"This is perfect. My boyfriend in one arm, staring up at the stars. Two lovely sights." Blaine said.

Kurt blushed, "Oh stop! Your so biased!" Kurt giggled.

"You really don't understand how perfect you are!" Blaine said seriously.

"Because I'm not. I'm to pale, I have no muscles, I'm scronny, I'm not popular like you-" Blaine cut him off.

"If you don't believe me, I guess I'll have to show you." Blaine said.

Kurt was breathless. He had no response to that one, but Blaine sure did.

Blaine flipped Kurt over so he was under him. He pressed his lips lightly to Kurt's neck. They hadn't done this very often, considering Kurt was only fourteen and Blaine thirteen they were not very experienced, but it never got passed kissing for a little bit.

"Perfect neck." Blaine mumbled against Kurt's skin.

He kept kissing up to Kurt's eye lids.

"Perfect eyes."

Blaine kissed each of Kurt's arms.

"Big, perfect, muscles."

He pulled Kurts shirt down a little and licked directly above Kurt's heart.

"Perfect skin."

All Kurt could do was moan and writhe as Blaine kissed him all over.

Blaine sat up and gave Kurt a long, wet kiss on the mouth.

"Perfect." He said breathless.

"Thanks." Was all Kurt could manage.

"My honor." Blaine replied.

Kurt yawned.

"I should really get you home, your tired." Blaine said

"No!," Kurt replied a little to quickly,"Everything's perfect. Let's just lye here for a little longer..."

"Okay," Blaine said.

They laid back down in their original position and soon their eyes got droopy.

"Ahhh, my back!" Blaine groaned as he sat up to stretch.

The morning sunlight was shining in their faces as they tried to shield their eyes.

"I can't believe we fell asleep..." Kurt looked around,"Outside!" He added.

"It was sort of relaxing though..." Blaine said.

"Oh my gosh! Don't look at me!" Kurt half yelled.

Blaine got worried but looked away. "What!? What happened?!" He asked frantically.

"I look like a mess!" Kurt replied seriously.

Blaine laughed hard. Kurt looked hurt and tried to shield himself from Blaine. Blaine grabbed Kurt's wrists stilling him

"You look beautiful as all ways! Do I seriously need to repeat last night?" Blaine asked.

Kurt thought, well he did love last night but he thought against it. "Right, I'm perfect." He muttered.

Although Kurt acted like he didn't like being called perfect and beautiful, he really did. He would deny it if anyone confronted him about it, but he might fish for complements from Blaine sometimes.

"Okay, well, let's get up and get you home before your dad sends a search party." Blaine said sarcastically.

Kurt smirked and held up a hand so Blaine would pull him up.

"Okay, let's go." Kurt agreed brushing some leaves off his 'to tight to be legal' jeans.

They headed across the street to Kurt's house and were greeted with a very angry dad.

"Dad, before you say anything I was just-" Kurt started.

"No, you listen to me! I haven't seen you all night and you suddenly show up with your boyfriend doing God knows what! No phone call, no text, no nothing!" Burt said firmly.

Blaine blushed and began. "Mr. Hummel, if I may." Blaine asked permission. Burt nodded.

"Kurt and I were just sitting under the tree at my house and we fell asleep. Nothing happened, and I'm sorry for not bringing Kurt back on time." Blaine decided to leave out the part about the kissing.

Burt turned to Kurt. "Is this true?"

Kurt nodded than added, "I honestly don't know why it's such a big deal now if it wasn't before we were dating, I mean, I would be gone for weeks with Blaine and you could care less."

Burt shrugged uncomfortably, "Because your dating and could be, er...doing things."

Kurt almost died. "Oh God no! We're not talking about this. Bye Blaine." He shoved Blaine out the door.

"Bye." Blaine yelled from outside.

"You so embarrassing!" Kurt said.

"Well, what was I supposed to think? You guys were just watching disney movies and painting nails!" Burt replied.

Kurt sighed, he didn't want to talk about this. "I'm just gonna go to my room."

"Okay," Burt frowned.

"Hey mom!" Blaine said happily as he walked through the door.

He stopped dead when he saw a man in his kitchen with his mom.

"Hey Hon." Alyssa' s voice cracked as if she had been crying.

"What's wrong mom?" Blaine asked looking between Alyssa and the strange man.

"This is Daryl, our lawyer. You- your dad wants you back." His mother's voice cracked.

"Wha- what?!" Blaine almost yelled. "I tho-thought he was in jail?"

Daryl began, "He got out early for good behavior and he's coming back and fighting hard."

"No! He can't have me!" Blaine was yelling now. He didn't know if it was at his mother for not telling him sooner, the lawyer for being so calm about this, or his piece of shit dad for asking for him back.

Blaine knew one thing. If he left this house and went to live with his dad, he would be met with a beating. And he knew he would never see Kurt again. He was going to fight for his freedom!

"I know your upset but-" Alyssa began.

"No! I don't want to hear, 'your going to be fine' because quite frankly, I'm not! We all know that if I leave to go to that house I will die!" Blaine yelled. He was furious.

Blaine ran up to his room slamming the door. He pulled his cellphone out and quickly dialled Kurt's number.

"Hello?" Kurt answered.

"He's going to take me." Blaine said simply.

Kurt didn't need to ask who it was, he knew.

"He can't, he's in jail." Kurt tried.

"He apparently got out for 'good behavior', good behavior my ass! You and I both know he plays dirty, he probably just bribed someone." Blaine sneered angrily.

"He's not going to take you! He'll have to get through my dad and I first!"

"Kurt, no! I'm not going to let you get hurt, not again. You've seen what he can do, and unless you have some pretty good evidence, then I suggest you leave it." Blaine sighed, he really didn't want Kurt to get into this...

Kurt thought for a moment, "Wait, I do have evidence!" Kurt nearly yelled. "Hold on, I'll be right there!"

And with a bit of shuffling and a click, Kurt was gone.

Kurt ran down the stairs with a journal in hand. Just as he was almost out, there was a hand stopping him. Kurt whipped around to see his dad.

"Where do you think your going?" Burt questioned.

"Dad, this is a serious emergency! Blaine's in trouble!"

Burt looked at the fear in Kurt's eyes and moved his hand away with a sigh. "Be back by 5:00!" He yelled after him.

Kurt didn't even bother using the front door, he just climbed up the tree and into Blaine's window.

"What's up with you-"

"Look!" Kurt cut him off opening up the journal.

Blaine looked in. He gasped. Inside the journal was a picture of every single mark he had gotten since the age of nine, a caption saying what it was from and a date.

Blaine recognized some of them. One from the time he was playing baseball and skinned his knee, a cast on his arm from the time he fell down a tree, a stitched eyebrow from the time his father hit him with a beer bottle...good times.

"Oh my God, Kurt! I know I should be weirded out about how creepy and stalkerish this is, but this is perfect!" Blaine hugged Kurt tightly.

"I thought it would come in handy one day, I don't know why. I just...knew." Kurt shook his head and hugged Blaine back tightly.

"I love you, I love you, I love you..." Blaine repeated, emphasizing each three words with a kiss.

Kurt giggled, "Okay, okay! I love you to, now stop it or you'll smother me to death." Kurt replied.

Blaine laughed, "Sorry, but your so smart!"

"Okay! Now come and hold me." Kurt demanded nicely.

"Yes, your majesty." Blaine said as he did a curtsy.

"Shut up." Kurt laughed.

"Fine, I'll stop!" He laid down next to Kurt and held him.

They laid there for a moment before one of them spoke.

"Remember the time when we built a tent in here and we slept in it, but you were scared to because you were afraid of the dark?" Blaine said randomly.

"Gosh, we were like seven." Kurt replied.

"You were so scared, I just let you cuddle into me. And you fell right asleep." Blaine hummed.

"Yeah, we were pretty great friends."

"Were?" Blaine questioned.

"Now we're best friends." Kurt continued.

"True."

"Indeed."

They lay like this for a while until Kurt said he needed to go home. He did not want a repeat of this morning.

Blaine laid wide awake thinking about Kurt and their times together as kids, I guess we will have to recreate some. He thought.

Kurt laid awake as well, thinking about how lucky he was to have Blaine as a boyfriend. Someone who made him feel special, treated him like a human being. After his mothers death he thought he would be alone forever. Turns out, Blaine saved him.

After Blaine's dad started hurting him and taking medication Blaine thought he wouldn't have a guy to play with and love, turns out he was wrong. There Kurt was. Blaine was convinced that Kurt saved him.

In a way, they saved eachother.

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