"Keep up, Blaine, or we'll be late for glee," said Kurt with a devilish grin as he stopped in the middle of the school hallway and waited for Blaine to catch up.

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I going too slow for you? I can't really help it, oh darling boyfriend of mine," retorted Blaine, limping toward him. "Considering the fact that somebody pretty much destroyed my ass yesterday with their huge monster dick, and I've been having to sit down ALL DAY," he whispered when he reached Kurt.

"Oh hush, you loved it. You were screaming my name," replied Kurt calmly, taking Blaine's hand and leading him gently down the hallway.

By the time they entered the choir room, everyone else had already arrived and sat down, waiting for Mr. Schuester to show up. They all stared as Kurt led Blaine over to two empty chairs in the back row, Blaine sitting down extremely carefully.

"Wow, Blaine, what happened to you?" asked Rachel, turning around in her seat to look at them. "You seem to be having some trouble walking."

"He got a little overzealous in gym today playing dodgeball," said Kurt before Blaine could answer her.

"Oh yeah man, I know how that is. I've been hit playing ball lots of times. You must be in some pain," said Finn sympathetically.

"Was it in the head, Finn? 'Cause that would explain a lot," spoke up Santana, filing her nails and looking at Blaine suspiciously, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips.

Tina, who was in the seat beside Blaine, looked over at him, studying the bruised skin on his neck critically. "And what's wrong with your neck? It's all bruised and stuff."

"Nothing," said Blaine quickly. "There's nothing wrong, I just...um...I had an allergic reaction to a new soap."

"Yeah, he's fine," said Kurt. "Everyone just give him some space."

Santana dropped her nail file into her lap and crossed her arms. "Are you all REALLY that stupid?"

Everyone looked at her. She rolled her eyes and sighed loudly, turning to look at Blaine. "Don't think I don't know what's going on here, hobbit. I've seen you limping around school all day and your neck is covered in what looks suspiciously like hickeys. Extremely well-formed hickeys, if I may say so," she added, throwing a proud smile Kurt's way. "Obviously, someone had a little fun last night. Or a lot of fun, actually, considering the size of those hickeys and the way I can see you squirming in your seat right now. Can't get comfy, can you?" She looked over at Kurt. "Damn, Hummel, what the hell did you DO to him?"

Puck turned around in his seat and gave Blaine and Kurt a huge smile. "Yeaaaah, get it, Hummel!"

Kurt glared. "Oh shut it, both of you. Especially you, Santana."

She smiled sweetly at him "Don't get all uppity with me just because you broke your boyfriend. I'm almost sorry we're both gay, because you must have the world's biggest-"

"Sorry I'm late, guys," announced Mr. Schue as he sauntered into the choir room. "Let's get right to work. We need to pick our setlist for regionals."

Baine and Kurt sighed in relief, although Blaine was unsure how he was even going to be able to dance for the next few days.