December 11

“Is everything alright, Kurt? You’re looking at that poor book like you want it to burst in flames.” Blaine asked as he re-entered the room.

He walked over to Kurt who sat at the desk in order to write his French essay which was due on Wednesday. He was still only wearing one of Blaine’s long shirts and Blaine had a hard time concentrating on what Kurt said when he finally looked up, a frustrated look on his face.

“It’s actually not something I’d like to talk about. Mainly because I know I’m gonna get angry and I shouldn’t think about it anymore, but…”

He let out a sigh, and Blaine took Kurt’s hand, making him get up on the bed instead. He knew whatever if was wasn’t about them - Kurt would just tell him otherwise. He padded Kurt’s shoulder, patiently waiting for him to start talking. There was a small smile on Kurt’s face, reflecting how he knew Blaine’s thoughts. Eventually he spoke up, his eyes not leaving his boyfriend’s face.

“Alright, so I was at the mall yesterday, looking for presents. And then I met Sebastian.”

Blaine gave him a pointed look, finally understanding completely.

“And?” he prompted.

“And he started hitting on me like I was one more guy in his to-do-list and I hated it. He even kind of grabbed my ass.”

Now Blaine’s look changed from knowing to outraged.

“It’s not that I like him - I don’t, to be honest. It was just - it made me sad that he feels like he has to do this, but at the same time so, so happy to know that we have found each other.” Kurt continued as he played with Blaine’s hands.

Blaine nodded “I know. But I’m pretty sure he was absolutely terrified by that famous glare of yours when he realized what he’d done.”

He grinned, trying to pull the focus away from Sebastian, and Kurt couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Yeah, I guess he was,” he said, adding “Let’s just hope he got what I was saying and that he takes it to heart.”

“I’m sure he will.” Blaine smiled and leant over, deciding that a second make out session was in order.