A/N: HEY LETS ALL IGNORE THAT BLAINE IS A SENIOR KAY? OH ALSO, LET'S PRETEND DARREN CRISS ISN'T A HOBBIT!
It really gets in the way of my story.
KTHXBAI

"Blaine?" Kurt sniffles the name into his phone.

"Kurt? Are you ok?"Blaine's mind instantly went to the worst. Had a bully jumped him? Was he attacked by some random people?

"Yeah, but can you come over?" Kurt sniffles again.

"Yeah, I-I'll be right there, buddy…" He hears Kurt's thanks then hangs up. If Kurt needed him to come three dorm rooms over, it must be important.

Blaine quickly ran over and knocked loudly, not awaiting a response, he barged in, to find Kurt with slightly dried tears down his cheeks, sitting on his bed absentmindedly staring at a Harry Potter book. Blaine walked over, carefully closing the door, and sat down on the bed. He carefully closed the book, The Order of the Phoenix, Blaine's favorite. He picked it up and placed it on the shelf that contained its brothers.

Blaine returned to the bed and waited for Kurt to talk.

"I need to tell you something…"

Blaine tried his best not to smirk and say 'Obviously…' instead he grinned lightly and nodded.

"I'm- uh- I'm transferring back to McKinley…" he bit his lip nervously.

"What? Why?" Blaine was more surprised than anything.

"Well, it's so bottled up and stuffy here," tears begin to form in his eyes, "Only you get my jokes, I can't wear my damn clothes I worked so hard to get!" Kurt had spent many weekends in his father's garage, wearing horrid coveralls with -shudder- stripes.

Blaine began to rub his back, he completely understood. That's what Kurt loved most about him.

"Well, I'm gonna have to come with you aren't I?" Blaine raised his eyebrows.

Kurt looked at the boy curiously, "But you came to Dalton to get away from the bullies, why would you come right back?"

"Well, because I love you of course!" Blaine gasped quickly and covered his mouth.

SHIT! He couldn't believe he let that slip out. He made a beeline for the door but was stopped by Kurt. He felt the boy's slender fingers wrap around his wrist and pull him back. He faced Kurt, who was…smirking?

"Really now?"

Blaine nodded nervously.

"Well, I obviously love you back."

Blaine felt his eyes widen. WHAT?

"WHAT?"

Kurt ignored the outburst and released his wrist, only to grab his tie. He pulled Blaine forward and placed a kiss on his lips. Just a simple kiss, then released the boy.

Blaine was ginning like an idiot, it was contagious, as Kurt was soon doing so as well.

!

On their first day back to McKinley, as the transfer was successful, they were determined to start some sort of riot. Kurt was no longer afraid of really just letting go, because now he really had someone at his side. Kurt carefully picked his outfit today. He decided to go a little basic, some black skinny jeans and a nice royal blue sweater that fit him rather nicely. He did his hair as normal and bounce out of his house to meet Blaine in the parking lot.

His parents allowed him to rent a nice one bedroom apartment in Lima, in their name of course as he was under age, because they were awesome and only wanted the best for their son. Also because they loved Kurt to death.

Kurt parked his baby and looked around for Blaine's black Mercedes, which had endured many jokes that can be deemed as racist, and soon spotted it. He saw a bright figure stepping out of it. No seriously.

Blaine was dressed in lime green skinny jeans, a bright orange shirt, yellow converse, and big, tacky, hot pink sunglasses. Kurt mentally facepalmed himself. The poor boy hadn't worn actual clothes in a while, he was always at Dalton.

Kurt walked up and hugged the boy, "Really?"

Blaine just smirked and hugged back. He put an arm around Kurt, and ran a hand through his ungelled curly hair. Kurt giggled and ran his fingers through it as well. It was surprisingly soft.

"HEY LOOK THE HOMO'S BACK! AND HE'S BROUGHT A FRIEND!"

Kurt and Blaine simultaneously look over to see Azimio, not accompanied by Karofsky thank god, and some football players, holding cold, colored drinks in cheap plastic cups.

They began to approach the boys; Kurt knew what was coming, as did Blaine, who felt sort of terrified. They were about to throw the drinks when Kurt felt this sudden strike of courage and he felt his leg swing out to kick one of them in the nuts.

The jocks dropped their "weapons" and looked down at their leader on the ground in a ball.

Blaine started laughing hysterically.

"Wow Kurt, that was like the most badass thing I've ever seen, it was like an outburst of pent up aggression, like ARGH!" Blaine makes claws as he rawrs. The jocks then realize that the boys are still there, they glare at Kurt, who was perhaps more shocked then the jocks themselves, and Blaine, who was wiping the tears from his eyes that had formed in all his laughter.

"Shit, we should get out of here!" Kurt snaps out of his shock and grabs the laughing boy's arm and begins running, as they do so he begins laughing gleefully (pun intended) as well.

A/N: I feel like this could be continued if I wanted to, but I may not feel like it. If I get encouraged I totally will.
I was listening to AVPM music so I felt the need to add a little something in there.
Please note: I have no clue how to spell rawr but I don't feel like looking it up, and 'rawr' just looks cuter in general.