A/N: Okay, for anyone who hasn't seen the latest episode, I apologise for the spoiler. I just needed to get this out.

Rating: G/K

Blaine angrily pummelled the punching bag, trying to beat it into an inch of its life.

"Blaine…please calm down. If you don't stop, you'll pass out." Kurt whispered, his eyebrows knitted in concern as Blaine didn't slow down.

"I can't."

"Blaine, please!"

Blaine slammed his fist once more, before his whole body seemed to internally collapse. He stood, his arms dangling limply, his head bowed; breathing still uneven.

"Blaine…"

Kurt stood with his arms wrapped around himself, watching Blaine worriedly. Blaine finally looked up, his face now passive and his composure back.

"I'm sorry." He said softly, and Kurt moved himself into Blaine's arms. "Stop, I'm all sweaty and gross."

"I don't care." Kurt whispered.

That was a lie. He really did care, but this was Blaine. And he was hurting. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, wincing slightly at how sticky Blaine's clothes felt, trying to focus on Blaine's racing heart despite his calm expressing.

"You shouldn't get so worked up." Kurt whispered, pressing a kiss to Blaine's shoulder.

"I know…I know…"

Kurt kissed his neck. "I really wish you'd…talk, to Finn at least. Let him know you're angry."

Blaine sighed. "I don't like your brother."

"I know. But he's my brother." Kurt kissed his jaw. "It'd be nice if I could bring you home for dinner without you bickering over the pork."

Blaine chuckled as Kurt moved to finally kiss his mouth. They kissed hungrily, tongues battling for dominance as the fight finally left Blaine, and he wasn't angry anymore.

"See…everything is fine." Kurt whispered, pulling back.

Blaine nodded sadly, nudging the punching bag with his knuckles gently, before planting another kiss to Kurt's lips.

"I gotta shower and pack up. I'll see you later?"

Kurt nodded, kissing him again before taking his bag from where he'd dropped it – running after Blaine when he fled into the gym in a rage.

"I'll see you at home?"

Blaine blinked. "I'm going to yours?"

Kurt nodded with a grin, a blush slowly rising to his cheeks. "How else are you going to work off all that extra rage?" Kurt laughed. "I like your hair too, don't gel it before you come over."

Blaine grinned widely as Kurt left, shaking his head gently. He planted himself on the bench, and suddenly things returned to not being okay.

Kurt had sucked all his bad thoughts, and rage and misunderstands and he had swept them under the rug, but when he left, it was if the rug was dislodged, and they came crawling out.

Blaine balled his fists, one hand slamming into his forehead. He hated what he became when he was upset.

Letting out a controlled, suppressed breath, Blaine stood up and returned to his punching bag.

He still had a while.

A/N: And then Finn walks in and they make up. I always have problems with Glee, because in my head, Klaine are attached at the hip, and when one is sad the other is ALWAYS there. Mostly. So when Blaine was angry on his own, it actually hurt me. Same with the end song, I was dying because they were SO far away from each other. *sigh* I have too many expectations.