AN: This is for Anna who asked for Klaine at prom. It jumps forward a bit in the timeline from the last chapter to about the end of season 2. I don't have anything planned for after this chapter. Though of course I'd write more if inspired or if I got some really good prompts.
Enjoy!

Blaine had been a little nervous and jittery all night, but he was doing everything he could to squash it, or at least keep it at a low buzz that Kurt wouldn't be able to sense.

Kurt was so excited about prom and just because the thought of being at a dance with a boy made the hairs on Blaine's arms stand up and his stomach twist a little was no reason to spoil things for Kurt.

Kurt had been so sweet and supportive about all of this. When posters for prom first started showing up around school he hadn't said anything about it. When Rachel started talking about her dress and Finn had asked Kurt where he should go get a tux. Kurt still hadn't said anything. When Sam suggested they all rent a limo together. Kurt stayed silent.

Blaine thought at first Kurt was just waiting for Blaine to ask him, but then he realized that Kurt wasn't planning on going to prom at all.

"Look." Kurt said one day while they were sprawled out in Kurt's room doing homework. "There is a showing of Rocky Horror Picture Show at the old theater on Main."

Blaine leaned over to see the site pulled up on Kurt's laptop.

"That could be fun. We could go. We could dress in costume!" Kurt said excitedly.

That did sound like something they'd enjoy and Blaine was about to agree when he saw the date. "That's the same evening as your Junior Prom."

"Which makes it extra perfect, right? We can skip prom and still have something fun to do."

Blaine knew he should feel relieved that Kurt wasn't planning on going to prom, but instead he just felt a little hurt.

"Don't you want to go to prom with me?" Blaine asked.

Kurt, who was laying on his stomach, propped up by his arms just looked at Blaine incredulously, raising an eyebrow.

"You haven't asked."

"Neither have you."

"Of course I haven't asked Blaine." Kurt said as if it made all the sense in the world.

"You ask me out on dates all the time." Blaine replied, "Why can't you ask me to prom?"

"I'm not going to ask you to go to a school dance with me considering the last time you went to a school dance with a boy you almost..." Kurt paused, his face looking a little ashen and Blaine could feel a sharp pang of fear in his heart.

"Not after what happened last time." Kurt finished and turned back to the screen. "I can't decide if I want to dress up as Frank-N-Furter or Brad. You should go as Rocky." Kurt said with a little wink. "You'd look great in those gold shorts. Riff Raff I could be Riff Raff!"

Blaine was only half paying attention to Kurt. He could really only focus on the warm feeling growing in his chest at the fact that Kurt was so quickly ready to give up something he would have normally loved, for him.

Blaine sat up and crossed his legs in front of him. "Kurt." He said to get his attention, he was already rattling off costume ideas.

Kurt looked up at him and must have noticed the serious look on his face because he too sat up.

"Kurt." Blaine repeated, his mind made up, he could do this for Kurt. For Kurt he could do anything. "Will you go to prom with me?"

Kurt sat there in surprise for a moment; he opened his mouth and then closed it again before speaking. "This wasn't me trying to trick you in to asking me to prom." He stated matter-of-factly.

"I know. But I'd really like to go with you, if you want to go."

"Really?" Kurt said looking at him as if he was trying to read his mind.

"Yes."

A huge smile spread over Kurt's face and he bounced on the bed a little. "We're going to prom?"

"Yes Kurt, we're going to prom."

Kurt surged forward and hugged him. The excitement and affection he felt from Kurt overcoming any lingering fear inside of him.

Of course that was before they actually went to prom. Now he stood with Kurt in the middle of an over-decorated gym while people gave them sidelong looks and Kurt held his hand excitedly. He hoped Kurt didn't notice the looks.

Blaine had been okay with everything, mostly. He'd picked out a tux and remained silent as Kurt chose a kilt to wear. He looked great, but Blaine couldn't help but worry that he was asking for trouble. But this night was for Kurt; Blaine would just keep a smile on his face and an eye out for trouble.

He felt a little better knowing that he'd asked the other New Direction guys to keep their eyes peeled as well. They are all still high from their sectional and regional wins, but the guys promise to keep a look out for both Kurt and Blaine.

Surprisingly though, things seemed to be going well. They hung around their glee friends mostly and danced to some of the upbeat songs. Blaine didn't question Kurt when he led Blaine off the dance floor for the slower songs.

Maybe Kurt could feel his nerves despite the fact that he was using some of the coping techniques Kurt had thought him. Counting his breaths, focusing on the positive, like the fact that he was here with his devastatingly handsome Soulamte, finding an anchor. Right now his anchor was the press of Kurt's steady hand in his own.

Blaine actually started having a good time. Kurt must have realized it, because as the night went on and Blaine loosened up Kurt's smile just continued to grow.

It wasn't until they announced the Prom King and Queen that things went wrong.

Kurt and Blaine stood towards the middle of the crowd excitedly waiting for the announcements and hoping that maybe some of their friends would win. Kurt was rooting for Rachel and Finn, but Blaine secretly hoped Quinn won. He didn't really care for her choice of date, but felt like she might need this win more than Rachel did.

Rachel was the star of Glee club hanging onto the arm of her tall, football playing Soulmate. While Quinn was dating a closeted homophobe and counting down the five years before she met her own Soulmate.

First they announced Prom King and everyone in the room cheered as Dave Karofsky's name was called. Blaine and Kurt clapped politely, but neither of them could manage much more than that. Things with Dave were still pretty tense.

This looked good for Quinn though. She stood proudly, smiling sweetly as her date walked up the steps to the stage. No way the football player and the head-cheerleader weren't going to win together.

Principal Figgins took the envelope handed to him and unfolded the paper with the Prom Queen's name on in it. "And this year's Junior Prom Queen is..." He stopped as his face fell and his eyes scanned the crowd before him. He cleared his voice. "With an overwhelming number of write-in votes is..."

Blaine glanced over to Quinn whose face fell, it wasn't her. But his attention didn't stay on Quinn very long before Principal Figgins voice rang out announcing the Queen.

"Kurt Hummel"

Blaine's head snapped up to the stage, he had to have heard him wrong. But Figgins' face confirmed what he'd heard. That's when he felt it. A sharp pain in his chest, almost like a stab. For a split second he thought he might be having a panic attack. Kurt's hand was clasped in his own, but suddenly Kurt let go.

Then the big spotlight swooped over the crowd and landed on Kurt. Everyone around them backed away. Kurt looked frozen in place, his eyes wide and his skin too pale.

Oh god no. Please say this wasn't happening.

The hurt and anger Blaine felt was completely overshadowed by the misery pounding through his Soulmate right now.

It wasn't a panic attack it was Kurt.

After everything Blaine had done to make sure this night was special for Kurt, after making sure he was physically safe, he could have never thought to guard Kurt against this.

"Kurt." Blaine called out his voice sounding a little horse. The room was completely silent though, so it seemed to ring out over the crowd. Kurt didn't respond. Instead his face crumpled and his hand shot up to cover his mouth. He turned on his heel and ran out of the room.

Blaine legs felt weak and a little wobbly, trying to contain his own emotions plus Kurt's, but he followed Kurt out, racing after him until he finally caught up to Kurt in the hallway.

Kurt was pacing the hallway madly. Blaine was surprised, expecting Kurt to run all the way out to the car and insist they leave. In all honesty Blaine felt like that was what he'd do if the situation was reversed.

Instead Kurt's face was red with tears as he walked back and forth as if he didn't know what to do with himself.

"Kurt." Blaine said tentatively reaching a handout, but Kurt backed away.

"How could we be so stupid?" He said. His tears had stopped, but his eyes were still glossy and damp. "We had thought that, because Dave wasn't teasing us as much and no one was or beating us up, that no one cared. Like they understood that we are Soulmates, that we are meant to be together. But it's still the same."

"What they think doesn't matter. It was only a joke." Blaine didn't really believe that it was only a joke, but he didn't know what else to say. He felt helpless and could feel Kurt's anger and hurt radiating off of him.

"No, it's not. All that hate, and they were just afraid to say it out loud. So they did it by secret ballot. I'm one big, anonymous practical joke."

Blaine steppe up to him and looked him in the eye. "You are not a joke. You are amazing and brave and strong and good, and if they can't see that then there is something wrong with them, not you."

Kurt's lip wobbled a little and his face soften and before Blaine knew it he had an armful of Kurt Hummel who held him close and buried his face in Blaine's neck.

"We can just go home." Blaine said after a little while, his hand rubbing softly up and down Kurt's back.

Kurt pulled back and wiped his face with his hands. "No. Don't you regret running from your old school? You say so whenever we talk about it. You get a lump in your throat. If we leave, all it's going to do is give me a lump, too."

Blaine closed his eyes and nodded. He knew Kurt was right, but leaving didn't feel like running to him this time. It felt like keeping Kurt safe. He opened his eyes and looked at Kurt with a little smile.

"So what do you want to do?"

"I'm going to go back in there and get coronated. I'm going to show them that it doesn't matter if they are yelling at me or whispering behind my back, they can't touch me. They can't touch us or what we have."

Blaine followed Kurt back into the room which immediately fell silent again. Kurt lifted his chin as the spotlight found him and then he calmly walked up to the stage. Well, he looked calm. Blaine could feel his nerves thrumming under his skin.

Kurt stood still as he was crowned queen and then walked up to the microphone. "Eat your heart out, Kate Middleton!"

There was a beat and then the New Directions started cheering for him, Blaine included. Slowly most of the other students began to cheer too. Blaine felt so proud he thought he might burst.

Then the Prom King and Queen dance was announced. Dave and Kurt walked down into the middle of the room, everyone circled around them waiting to see what would happen next. The anticipation in the room was almost palpable.

Dave looked at Kurt for a moment and then around the room before saying, almost in tears, "I can't." Then it was Dave fleeing the room and Kurt standing left alone with all eyes on him.

It only took a second for Blaine to know what to do. He could feel Kurt's embarrassment and misery rolling off him. Blaine pushed back the images of large meaty hands grabbing him, pushed away the memories of the pain of those same hands punching him and keeping him on the ground. This wasn't the Sadie Hawkin's dance. And he knew what he had to do for Kurt.

He stepped out in front of everyone, ignoring the hostility on many of their faces, and reached his hand out to his Soulmate.

"May I have this dance?" He said with a smile. The look of despair on Kurt's face melted into a smile as he took Blaine's hand. That smile was worth braving anything.

He held Kurt close and tried to ignore the fact that anyone else was around as a song started. They slow danced in front of everyone. New Directions joining in and then others.

Blaine leaned in close, his lips near Kurt's ear. "You are so brave" He said and held him tighter placing a small quick kiss to his neck.

Kurt turned his head to bury his face in Blaine's shoulder. "So are you." He whispered.

Blaine's heart bloomed with the love he had for this man. They still had such a long way to go to gain acceptance, but Kurt was right, no one could touch them or what they had together.