A/N: This was one that sat for about 6 hours with the first half done, but we had no idea how to finish it. Thank god for Claire.
Rating: G/K
"Have you ever noticed how anal you are?"
Kurt spluttered. "What?"
Blaine laughed, petting the back of his hair. "I mean like...you're so organised and a little OCD with your stuff."
"Oh..." Kurt let out an awkward breath. "I'm not that...OCD..."
"Kurt...you have pens with your name engraved on them..."
Kurt frowned, curling into himself self-consciously. "So?"
Blaine laughed, pulling Kurt into his arms. "It's not a bad thing. It's just..." Blaine shook his head. "I didn't think you go that far."
Kurt shook his head. "I've had those pens since I was in primary school. It was just the thing you did back then..."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was."
"I never put my name on my pens."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Shut up. So what if I wasn't one of the cool kids. At least I kept my pens safe."
"..You think I was one of the cool kids?"
Kurt ducked his face into Blaine's chest, face bright red.
"I assumed. Sue me."
Blaine laughed, petting at his hair.
"I wasn't exactly one of the cool kids. I just sort of coasted through the middle – one of those kids that doesn't really stand out. I mean, I was okay at sports, and I got put in the band and choir, but yeah." He shrugged. "Not cool."
Kurt laughed a little.
"I was that smart kid in every class that everyone hated – the one that reminded the teacher to set homework." He shrugged. "I had issues with other kids – I was too 'girly' to get along with the boys, and too much of a boy to make friends with any of the girls. Most people only talked to me when they had to borrow something."
"Like a pen?"
"Like my pens." Kurt admitted.
Blaine shook his head, his eyes alight with amusement.
"So, why did you need to keep your pens safe?"
"...People used to steal my stuff...Borrow it, and never give it back. I got sick of it." Kurt mumbled into Blaine's chest.
Blaine chuckled sadly, rubbing his back soothingly. "Don't worry...I'll protect your pens."
"Blaine..."
"No, I mean it." Blaine said earnestly, shifting so he could look Kurt in the eyes. "I will protect your pens, no matter what – no matter who tries to steal them. And if they do get stolen, I'll just steal them right back..."
"Even if it's Karofsky?"
"Even if it's Karofsky." Blaine repeated, leaning in and rubbing noses with Kurt. "Just like in primary school."
A/N: So the goal is 125 by Midnight Sunday, 150 by midnight of the 10th (which is when I leave for Bundaberg, and won't have internet until the 26th - so unless I magically get internet or give my password to Claire, there will probably be no new chapters.) and then 175 by January 5th. This is exciting.