A/N: McKinley!Klaine but also other stuff I didn't know how to stereotype it okay.

Rating: PG

A lot had changed with the transfer to McKinley.

Blaine was out on his own – living in an apartment that was being paid for by Cooper. As long as Blaine kept it clean and lived in, Cooper would pay the rent and stay while he was in town.

Since Blaine had been kicked out for wanting to transfer, it was the only thing Cooper could do to make sure his brother was okay.

But the only problem with living on his own, was the fact that there was nobody to remind him to take his medication.

Blaine had been diagnosed with ADHD, and the medication kept him calm – kept him simple. It slowed down his brain to a reasonable level, but the depression that came with it was almost unbearable. So they lowered the dosage and to combat the violent mood swings, Blaine took to boxing. To keep his spirits up, Blaine sang.

Singing seemed to be the only thing that made him happy while he was on his medication.

But now, with nobody to remind him, Blaine could be happy about everything.

It wasn't a conscious decision at first, but after a few days of un-medicated bliss, he didn't ever want to go back. Sure, sometimes it was a struggle to keep his cool, but as long as he boxed and he sang, everything was okay.

The only problem now, was keeping it from Kurt.

^.^

But Kurt noticed.

So it was hard.

"Are you feeling okay?" Kurt asked as Blaine bounced on his toes in line for a coffee.

Blaine's bright eyes flicked over to him. "Fantastic."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "What are you on, and can I have something?"

Blaine blushed a little, but the grin never left his face. "I'm just really excited for a coffee."

"Blaine, we come here every week. The coffee isn't that great."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Kurt, the coffee here is amazing." He exclaimed, stepping up to the counter and flashing the woman a bright grin. "Hi! Non-fat mocha and a Grande-sized medium drip please."

Kurt was very confused.

^.^

It took a while, and Kurt's rapidly increasing confusion for Blaine to decide he needed to tell him. Eventually. After he talked to Cooper.

"You haven't been taking your meds?" Cooper demanded.

"No, but it's fine!" Blaine said happily, bouncing around the room as he spoke to Cooper. :I've been boxing and singing, and I took up running in the mornings, so it's all under control!"

"Hmm."

"You know I dislike the way it made me feel." Blaine grinned. "Actually, I only brought it up because I wanted to ask you something."

"Oh?" Cooper asked, curious despite himself.

"Do you think I should tell Kurt? He's getting curious."

Cooper laughed.

"You haven't told him yet?"

"No..."

"You didn't think he'd notice?"

"It's not like I have bad ADHD Cooper. I just have a lot of extra energy."

"So you've been bouncing all the time, for the last two or three weeks at least, and you didn't think he'd notice?"

Blaine shrugged. "I thought he'd get over it."

Cooper raised his eyebrows. "Blaine, do you even remember yourself when you're medicated? You're an emotionless nothing."

Blaine frowned, pouting a little. "I'm not that bad…"

"You are." Cooper chuckled. "A little bit."

"So... You're saying I should tell him?"

"Yes. Definitely tell him"

^.^

"So... Cooper told me I have to tell you." Blaine announced, falling into step beside Kurt.

"Tell me what?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why I'm different now from how I was at Dalton."

"Oh! So you're finally going to tell me why you've been bouncing around like a puppy that someone accidentally gave coffee?" Kurt asked.

Blaine nodded eagerly.

"Alright." Kurt grinned. "Spill."

"I have ADHD!" he announced happily, and Kurt froze in shock, before he finally caught up to Blaine again.

"Um. Blaine…why…why don't I know about this?"

Blaine giggled. "Because I was at Dalton."

"Um?"

"I was on medication then!"

"And…and did you…stop?"

Blaine nodded again. "Yup! I don't really need it. I've got a mild case of hyperactivity." He reeled off with ease. "Which basically means I get mood-swings – remember that time I almost punched Finn because they told me to sit down?"

Kurt nodded, a little bewildered.

"I had to go box for like three and a half hours afterwards!"

Kurt was very confused.

"Also, Cooper told me to give you this." He passed Kurt a piece of paper.

Kurt!

So, Blaine's told you the bare scrapings of his condition, I assume. He's fine. He won't hurt anyone, and he won't run out onto roads if he sees something shiny. He can be left on his own – he won't get into trouble. If he gets panicky, he can be calmed down with some fond memory I'm sure you guys share. His medication can be prescribed again if he starts getting bad – but I'm sure that won't happen. Anyway, good luck!

Kurt glanced over at his puppy of a boyfriend, glancing up at him with excited, hopeful eyes.

"You don't mind, do you?" Blaine asked and suddenly his whole mood changed – his eyes turned worried and scared. "I mean…I didn't tell you, and now you have to deal with me and…"

Kurt smiled gently, placing a hand on Blaine's lips.

"Blaine…I love you. I love you for everything you are. Whether you have ADHD or Parkinson's disease or whether in fifty years you're going to forget me…I'm still going to love you."

"Always?" Blaine's hopeful, happy gaze had returned.

"Always."