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"NO WAY! Starscream is waaaaaaaaay cooler than any Autobot or Decepticon combined!" Jeff stated bouncing on the balls of his feet as he stared intently at Kurt.
Jeff, Kurt and Nick were currently in the middle of a heated debate on which side was cooler. Autobots or Decpticons. For the blonde haired Warbler however, Starscream was the coolest. Kurt scoffed and Nick just rolled his eyes.
"As if," the countertenor replied, "Bumblebee and Optimus will forever reign supreme!"
Nick shook his head vigorously.
"No way dude! I'm rootin' for the Dinobots! I mean come on! Seriously, what is cooler than dinosoaurs and robots combined!"
At this point, Blaine interjected.
"I just still can't believe that Kurt Hummel likes Transformers."
He shook his head at the mind-boggling fact while giving a gentle laugh. Kurt just shrugged as he started to twiddle his thumbs around.
"Well...it was always a show my mom and I loved to watch when I was little and I never stopped liking it."
There was now a glint of sadness that marred his beautiful blue eyes. Blaine, noticing this, gently reached over and took a hold of his boyfriend's hand and gave it a comforting sqeeze. Kurt looked up and gave a small greatful smile.
"Uh-huh...well I still say that Starscream is the coolest!"
Moment ruined.
"Noooo, the Dinobots are!"
"Dude! Starscream."
"Dinobots!"
"Starscream!"
"Dude, why Starscream? He totally has a screechy annoying voice that gets on everyones nerves!"
"You're just jealous!"
"Of what?"
"Boys please!" Kurt interjected. "It's totally Optimus and Bumblebee."
This just launched another heated argument. Everyone else could only shake their heads and laugh.
"Alright everybody let's...Hey guys! Seriously...quiet!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Everyone silenced once they heard the gavel was banged three times. All the boys in the room slowly turned towards the source of the loud noise. They were met with with the less than pleased look of Wes. Yeah...he looked a little peeved. Thad and David tried their best to smother their snickering but they couldn't control it and they burst out laughing. They only stopped when Wes directed his eyes towards them, glaring daggers. They immidiatley shut up. Wes cleared his throat.
"Now that I have the attentinon of everybody in here I would like to introduce someone before we end today's meeting."
This peeked everyone's interest and they all looked to Wes, Thad and David eagerly. David nodded and took over.
"Thad, Wes and I would like to introduce the newest edition to the Warblers, Mr. Andrew Johnson!"
At the mention of his name, a boy walked into the room. He was about six feet tall and he had jet black hair and and very dark eyes. Like, really dark. Kinda creepy. As soon as he walked in he was greeted with a round of applause and a chorus of "Hey dude!" and "What's up!". They all got up and went to shake hands with their new fellow Warbler. When Kurt slid his hand into Andrew's he offered a stunningly white smile and said,
"Welcome to Dalton and the Warblers."
Andrew just smiled and curtly nodded before yanking his hand away. Before he turned away to shake hands with Trent, Kurt could've sworn he saw a hint of malice in Andrew's eyes. Directed at him. The counter-tenor didn't have time to dwell on it for the new kid was already shaking hands with Trent and the others while laughing at a joke Trent had said.
'Oh well', Kurt thought, 'I was probably just imagining it.'
However as he turned back towards Nick and Jeff, they looked at him oddly. Kurt gave them a questioning look and Jeff pointed at Andrew, then his eyes and back at Kurt indicating the supposed glare. Kurt gave a knowing look and just shrugged. Jeff and Nick looked at each other worriedly and then back at the light haired boy. Said boy gave them a reassuring smile and a thumbs up to let them know everything was ok. After a few more seconds of uncertainty Nick and Jeff returned the smile and then went back to chatting amongst themselves. Kurt just gave a low chuckle and shook his head at the two. It was nice having friends who looked after him. Not that New Directions didn't. They had always gone out of their way to protect him, but...well...those were the girls. The boys of New Directions had stuck up for him from time to time but it was always...awkward. Not here though. Here it was nice to have his sexuality out in the open as well as having the guys not be uncomfortable around him. Kurt scanned the room for Blaine, spotting him talking to Wes, Thad and David. It appeared that they were completely engrossed in whatever it was that they were talking about.
'At least Blaine didn't notice.' Kurt thought. Blaine definitley would not have let it go. He would've asked Kurt agian and again if he was sure he was alright and then he probably would've proceeded to ask Andrew about it. He glanced once more at Blaine. Yup he totally would've gone into over-protective boyfriend mode. Not because he was possessive or anything but because he knew how much crap Kurt had gone through in the past year. Whenever someone looked at Kurt the wrong way Blaine would look in their direction and with his eyes, dare them to try something. This was one of the reasons why Kurt loved Blaine so much. He was caring, sweet, thoughtful and always went out of his way to make sure Kurt was happy. Kurt smiled to himself as he once more sat down on the couch with Jeff and Nick who were currently talking about Harry Potter. Kurt smiled. One more thing they had in common. He joined in on their conversation and they talked for a few more minutes before Wes called everyone to order once more.
"Alright guys. The meeting is adjourned for today. See you all tomorrow at 3 o'clock for the Warblers study session. Oh and please help show Andrew around since he's new. Bye."
There was a chorus of goodbyes as everyone shuffled out of the room. Kurt gathered his things and bade Nick and Jeff goodbye promising that yes he would come to their room on Saturday night for a Transformers movie marathon. As they walked off, the younger boy turned around to look at his raven haired boyfriend who was wrapping up his conversation with the Senior Three. As Blaine walked over to him, Kurt smiled shyly at him as a blush crept its way onto his porcelain face. Blaine smiled back and leaned in, gently brushing Kurt's lips with his own. Kurt just melted into the older boy's arms. Sure he and Blaine had been dating for about a week now but he still couldn't wrap his mind around it. How did he get to be so lucky? They pulled away from each other and Kurt honestly thought he would never get tired of feeling like this. Blaine looked at his slightly taller boyfriend and sighed contentedly.
"How did I get to be so lucky?"
Kurt chuckled as he grabbed the other's hand.
"Funny. I was just thinking the same thing."
Blaine once more smiled sweetly at him before gathering his things and walking out of the room with Kurt. They laughed and talked on the way back to their shared room about anything and everything. To them it didn't matter what the topic was, as long as they were together.
"So Babe," Blaine said, "do you have any homework left to do tonight? Cause I'm completely done and I was thinking we could have little fun."
The older boy wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as he gave Kurt one of his sexiest looks ever. Kurt litterally felt his knees weaken when his boyfriend gave him that look. God he was so gorgeous! The younger boy had to take a second to compose himself before answering. Blaine just smirked at the effect he had on Kurt and the way his cheeks obtained the rosiest red color he had ever seen.
'Damn he's adorable!' Blaine thought as he felt his heartbeat quicken.
"Um...well I do have to finish up my Spanish essay but it's not due till Monday so I suppose it could wait..."
With that Kurt winked at the raven haired boy and walked ahead a few steps looking back suggestivley. Blaine gulped as he felt his heartbeat speed up even more. He honestly didn't think he could walk any further in his current state so when he saw that he and Kurt had reached their room, he thanked his lucky stars. Once more he glanced at Kurt who was still looking at him in a suggestive manner while still teasing him.
'That tears it!' Blaine thought hungrily to himself.
As soon as they entered their room and closed the door, the lead Warbler was all over the counter-tenor. He pulled Kurt against him and crashed their lips together. Kurt moaned as he slipped his arms around Blaine's neck deepening the kiss. Blaine slowly moved his left arm up and down the younger boy's back gently massaging it while his right hand slipped up to Kurt's hair, entangling itself in the softness. The two boys were finding it hard to keep standing so they slowly made their way over to Blaine's bed. As soon as they reached it they fell down onto it, Blaine on top of Kurt. The older boy gently licked the younger's bottom lip begging for entrance. Kurt happily obliged and moaned in pleasure as Blaine's skilled tongue stroked and massaged the inside of his mouth. Soon, both their tongues were battling for dominance which Blaine of course won like always. It didn't bother Kurt though. After a few more minutes of kissing and making out, they pulled away from each other gently and began gasping for air. Blaine slightly chuckled at the flustered look on Kurt's face as he rested his forehead against his.
"You're adorable you know that right?"
"I have noticed this about myself, yes. Thank you very much for noticing."
The slightly shorter boy emitted a small laugh and lifted his head and gently placed a loving kiss on Kurt's forehead. Kurt closed his eyes just reveling in the moment. Every moment spent with Blaine he reveled in. It was moments like this that made all the pain and the teasing and the torture worth it. Yes there were times when he thought about what it would be like if he was not gay and sometimes even what would happen and who would care if he was gone. Being with Blaine like this though made him realize that he was proud of who he was and that as long as he had Blaine, his friends and his family, he didn't give a damn about what others thought. After a few more minutes of regaining their breath and staring at each other lovingly, they slowly but reluctantly disentagled themselves from each other knowing they had to get ready for bed. They went about their respective nightly routines and after checking once more that they were prepared for school tomorrow they met back at Blaine's bed. Both boys crawled in suddenly exhausted. Blaine held out his arms for Kurt and the younger boy settled himself into them. He burried his face into the older's chest. Blaine merely smiled and dropped a kiss onto his boyfriend's head before tightening his grip on Kurt. Soon they both let sleep overcome them.
~Nightmare~
Kurt hurriedley made his way down the vast halls of Dalton Academey. He glanced at his watch and his eyes nearly popped out of his head from how wide they got. It was 3:30. Half an hour since practice had started. Oh man, Wes would never let this go! He glanced at his watch once again before qickening his pace.
"Shit shit shit!"
As soon as the Warblers' practice room came into sight, his pace only quickened even more. He frowned as he got to the door. No singing. No talking. Just...quiet. Nervously, he pushed the double wooden doors open to reveal...an empty room? Kurt visibly recoiled and looked around frantically. Where was everyone? Was there any practice today? With confused eyes he turned towards the wall where Wes had tacked up the Warblers' practice schedule. One glance later and Kurt knew there was indeed practice today. So...where the hell was everybody? Kurt looked around confused and somewhat unnerved. Something didn't feel right. Deciding that he needed to breathe and catch his bearings, he sat down. As soo as he sat down however he felt a hand settle on his shoulder.
"Oh my GaGa!" Kurt yelled as he nearly jumped a foot in the air.
Clutching his book bag closely to his chest he whirled around to confront the owner of the hand. There was no one there... For what felt like the thousandth time that day Kurt's eyes produce a confused glint. What the hell? Was he truly losing it? Suddenly, he heard it. That offensive word. The one that had caused so much pain and suffering in his life. The one that always set his teeth on edge and brought a fresh unsought of tears to his eyes no matter how hard he tried to supress them.
"Hiya f**!"
Kurt whirled around to confront the offender but as he did, he was pushed down. He landed on his butt with a loud thump. Wincing in pain, he glanced up and was met with the cruel, uncaring and sadistic stare of Dave Karofsky. Kurt's eyes widened and he struggled to not show fear. Easier said then done. The enormous jock took a few menacing steps foward. He shouted a few more offensive things at the younger boy and Kurt winced each time. Suddenly the meaty looking jock swung his arm at Kurt. Kurt braced himself for the impact, but it never came. Slowly and cautiously, he lifted his head from where it was buired in his arms. Karofsky was gone and in his place stood a shadowy figure.
"Wh-who are y-you?" Kurt stuttered. The figure said nothing. He did nothing. He only stood there.
"A-are y-you going to hu-hurt m-me?"
Still nothing. Kurt cursed his stuttering. Why was he so damn afraid? Just as Kurt started to relax, the figure started walking towards him. Kurt gulped and started to quiver in fear. The frightened counter-tenor tried to get up and run but his legs completley failed him. By then the figure was right in front of him. Before the boy could react in any way, he felt giant calloused hands wrap around his neck and pick him up. Panicking, Kurt tried to claw at the hands that seized his neck. Once his feet left the ground the light haired boy began to hyper ventilate. He despratley tried to claw harder, but his attempts proved futile.
"You don't belong here. Go to Hell F**!"
Kurt felt tears spring into his eyes. Why couldn't people just leave him alone? He began to slowly lose conciousness and his efforts to free himself started to dwindle. Before he blacked out he saw the figure raise his fist. Without hesitation, he sent it flying towards Kurt...
~End nightmare~
Kurt shot up in bed with a scream. His wide frantic eyes scanned the room, looking for danger. Nothing. His hands flew to his neck to feel that there were no hands chocking him. Why couldn't he breathe then? He tried to breathe. He tried to calm down but he couldn't seem to. Then it hit him. He was having a panick attack! He tried once more to breathe but he failed. He suddenly felt a pair of arms circle around his waist and pull him close. One hand traveled up and and strated to gently rub circles in the counter-tenor's back. Kurt felt himself begin to calm down slightly. He turned his head and was met with the concerned eyes of of his boyfriend.
"Baby what happened? What's the matter?" the raven haired boy asked, worry lacing his voice.
Normally Blaine was a heavy sleeper. He could literally sleep through anything like the time he slept through one of Dalton's rare fire drills. Needless to say, his friends had never let him hear the end of it. However when Kurt screamed Blaine was asleep but he had sure as hell heard it. He had never heard something more terrifying and it hurt him to hear it coming from Kurt. The moment he snapped open his eyes he saw his boyfriend in the middle of a full blown panic attack. Blaine reacted quickly and drew the counter-tenor into a tight embrace. When he asked him what was wrong, the younger boy's response broke his heart.
"Oh Blaine!"
With a heart wrenching sob, Kurt turned around and buried his face into Blaine's shoulder. Blaine only tightened his grip protectivley as he used his right hand to gently stroke the other's hair. After a few more minutes of Kurt shaking slightly, the boy calmed down somewhat. Blaine pulled away slightly and placed a gentle kiss on on Kurt's forehead. Kurt snuggled more into the lead singer's chest. He took a deep calming breath and his nostrils were invaded with Blaine's comforting scent. He smelt like a mixture of the rain and a pine forest with a completly mysterious third scent that he could not place. It was just simply Blaine and something about his scent always had the power to make Kurt feel at ease. It's all the light haired boy needed to fully collapse into his boyfriend's arms. Blaine laid them both back down and rested his chin on top of Kurt's head.
"Do you wanna talk about it?", Blaine asked cautiously.
He desprately wanted to know what had upset his boyfriend so much but at the same time he knew it would do no good to push the younger boy. Kurt just buried himself deeper onto Blaine's arms. He took a deep breath before replying.
"It was just a nightmare."
The light haired boy stayed quiet for a moment before continuing.
"I don't know why it still gets to me."
He shook his head while emitting a dry laugh and turned to look at the raven haired boy.
"I know he can't hurt me anymore since I no longer go to McKinley, but...h-he still scares me."
Blaine automatically knew who Kurt was speaking of. Karofsky! The older boy felt his blood slightly boil. Normally, he was not one for violence in any way but for the heartless jock he'd certainly make an exception. Especially for all the pain he'd put Kurt through. Blaine propped himself up on one elbow and stared the counter-tenor in the eye.
"Kurt..." he paused a second to find the right words to say. "I swear that that monster will never hurt you again. He won't get anywhere near you. I won't even let him within looking distance of you!" He laughed lightly. "And neither will Wes, David, Thad, Jeff or Nick. Especially Jeff and Nick. You saw how those two got when they found out what Karofsky did all those months ago, I shudder to imagine what they would do if he were to try something now. I actually think I'd feel sorry for him."
This statement caused Kurt to produce a small hearty laugh. Blaine was right. When Dalton's resident Transformers nerds had discovered Kurt's true reason for transfering, they had gone on a rampage that could have easily put Megatron to shame. They screamed and decreed bloody murder on the jock that had caused their "little buddy" so much pain. They had literally promised that if they ever came face to face with the bully they'd make him regret ever even looking at the diva the wrong way. Wes, David and Thad had readily agreed though they had remained a lot more calm. Smiling slightly, Kurt leaned up and kissed Blaine on the cheek.
"Thank you" he whispered laying back down.
Blaine smiled lovingly at the boy laying next to him. He leaned down and covered Kurt's lips with his own very chastely. He lay back down and, once more, gathered the younger boy into his arms. Kurt snuggled into Blaine more and quickly fell asleep with a peaceful smile gracing his beautiful face. Blaine looked at him fondly and place one last loving kiss on his forehead.
'I did that' he thought to himself proudly as he settled down and let sleep, once again, overtake him.