Glee 1. Chapter 1

"Arrrghh, missed again!" yelled Nick with a giggle as he frantically pressed buttons on the controller.

It was a Warblers get together playing Call of Duty and Nick was currently playing against Thad who was definitely getting the better of the blonde boy. There were currently 12 of the 15 Warblers crammed into Blaine's dorm room, it being one of the largest ones, sitting on any surface they could find.

Admitting defeat Nick turned to Blaine, "Your turn," and handed over the controller before he climbed into Blaine's space next to Kurt on the bed. Blaine was playing Jeff, Nick's boyfriend, and it looked like being a long match. Bowls of popcorn and chips were working their way round the room and empty soda cans littered the floor.

Kurt's attention was directed at the screen as he watched Blaine's character jump around, being chased by Jeff. As the match drew to an end Jeff threw himself on top of Nick and Kurt shouting, "Hugs for the champion," before chuckling madly. The two boys fell back from their position at the side of the bed laughing as Jeff's weight pressed them down on the mattress.

"Oi, you can do what you want with your boyfriend in bed but leave mine out of it!" shouted Blaine with a grin as he pushed Jeff off Kurt and helped him off the bed. "Sorry but it looks like I'm a loser," he said drawing Kurt into a deep kiss.

"That's OK, it just means you're around to do this with for longer," and Kurt gently kissed his lips before deepening it. "Besides I was knocked out in the first round so what does that make me," and he kissed Blaine's lips again gently.

"Aww, cute guys but the tournament is just hotting up and you two making out is distracting me," joked Thad as he took up his place with the controllers again.

"Yeah, go get a room," laughed Nick from his position on the bed, still under Jeff who seems to be quite happy to keep him there.

"Very happy to get a room guys, oh no wait **this** is my room so you can all just shove off while Kurt and I have all the fun," Blaine replied kissing Kurt along the jaw line and taking a friendly swipe at Thad.

Declaring a fifteen minute break so everyone can, in Wes' words, finish their make out sessions and cool down the guys all wander around getting new sodas, visiting the bathroom etc and just before the next round starts a couple of pizza menus start going round. "Have a look guys and if there is anything particular you want let me know in the next five minutes, if not we'll just get the normal order to share," said Wes before heading over to the desk to grab a notepad and pen.

Grabbing one of the menus as it went past Blaine handed it to Kurt, "what do you fancy?"

"Am I allowed to say you," came the reply along with a kiss.

Blaine pulled back in surprise, Kurt wasn't usually this flirty. His hesitance was marked by Kurt snaking his hand round the back of his neck to pull him in for another deep kiss, pushing his tongue into Blaine's parted lips. After a few moments Blaine pulled away, while they were in a room filled with their friends the fact Blaine's jeans were starting to feel rather tight was not lost on him and he really couldn't throw everyone out just so he could be with Kurt.

"Erm, are you OK?" he said rather breathlessly.

"Sorry, just got carried away for a moment there," Kurt replied gently brushing his thumb along Blaine's lower lip. Deciding Blaine needed a moment Kurt whispered in his ear, "I'll go get us some more sodas."

Placing the pizza menu on his lap to cover any embarrassment Blaine watched as Kurt sashayed over to the cooler in the corner of the room. As he bent to get some cans out Blaine was painfully aware of how perfectly fitted those skinny jeans were and how much he would love to rip them off. He also suspected that Kurt was playing a game with him, trying to see how far he could push him in a room full of their friends and he was not going to give in.

Kurt had already moaned that morning about the get together and more importantly why it always had to be in Blaine's room. They had just returned from Thanksgiving break and as they had both been with their families they hadn't seen each other for 5 days. Once back at Dalton they had both had so much homework and group presentations to work on that the most time they had had to be alone was an hour on Wednesday after dinner, before Kurt left to work on a French presentation. They were both getting impatient but at least today they were together and now they were both out of the competition they could just relax and enjoy being around each other and their friends. Besides the next day was Sunday and they could spend all day in bed, even if they had to study at least it would just be them.

A drip of ice cold water running down his cheek woke Blaine from his day dream and Kurt laughed as he sat down next to him and handed over the sprite. "Having fun down there were you?" he said grinning like a Cheshire Cat as he nodded towards the menu.

"So that was your little plan," Blaine replied wiping the water off his cheek. "I have amazing self control you know," as he handed the menu over to Wes with a flourish.

"Oh I know all about your control," Kurt whispered slowly in his ear, "but I also saw you checking out my ass!"

"Are you trying to kill me?" Blaine answered, almost pleading, "because this is cruel."

Laughing gently Kurt put his hand on Blaine's thigh and began to move his fingers up and down, "Well then let's go to my room."

"No!" Blaine said bluntly and then continued as Kurt pulled away hurt, "It's not that I don't want to but I don't trust all these guys in here without me. It's my stuff Kurt and the last time quite a few things got damaged. I'm sorry but I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise."

With a quick kiss on the lips Kurt replied, "OK, your room, your rules," before he turned his attention back to the next round of the computer game competition.

Moments later Nick leaned over to Blaine and handed him one of the bowls of popcorn. Blaine nodded thanks and scooped out a few pieces before passing it on to Kurt who immediately handed it over to David who was next to him. Blaine offered Kurt some from his hand but he shook his head and his eyes returned to the screen.

The room was pretty quiet with occasional shouts as shots were missed but the game was really intense and no one wanted to miss any action. The snack bowls kept moving round and each time it reached Blaine and Kurt, the countertenor passed it on without having anything.

"Are you not hungry?" asked Blaine eventually. It had been a long time since lunch and he knew all Kurt had eaten then was a bowl of soup.

"No I'm waiting on the pizza," Kurt whispered without looking away from the screen. With a sigh Blaine turned his attention back to the game.

After two more rounds they were about to start the semi finals when Wes got a phone call to say the pizzas were downstairs. Kurt offered to go and help him bring them up and as soon as they entered the room the other Warblers descended on them like starving animals. Blaine grabbed himself a couple of slices of pepperoni and sat back down expecting Kurt to come back over but Nick came over instead and they got into the regular Katy Perry versus Lady Gaga debate. By the time Blaine had finished the pizza Nick had exhausted all the usual arguments in favour of Lady Gaga and decided to go and annoy Thad with a similar debate.

Standing up to look round Blaine realised he couldn't see Kurt anywhere. He had definitely come back in with the pizzas but he hadn't seen him since then. Blaine asked David and Jeff, neither of whom had seen him but by this time Wes was announcing that the competition had to start again if they were going to be finished by curfew. Deciding Kurt must have gone to the bathroom Blaine settled down to watch Thad take on Charlie in what became a brutal match.

As the second semi final began with Jeff taking on Mark, Blaine looked up to see Kurt sitting over by the door. The look on his face frightened Blaine but he couldn't say why. Kurt's brows were furrowed and his mouth twisted as if someone had given him something unpleasant to taste. The more Blaine looked the more he realised Kurt looked sad, unhappy and without the spark that Blaine loved so much. He made his way over to where his boyfriend was sitting and slid down the wall to be next to him.

"Hey, everything alright?" he asked quietly.

Kurt blinked several times as if to pull himself from a trance before replying, "Fine, why?"

"I couldn't find you and now you're sitting here all alone."

"I got a call from Mercedes, I slipped out to talk to her that's all."

"Is she alright?"

"Fine, what's with all the questions?" Kurt snapped at Blaine getting irritated with the interrogation.

"Sorry, you just seemed very distracted," Blaine's hand moved towards Kurt and then he thought the better of it.

They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes before Blaine said, "Did you get some pizza?"

"Yes, I had some before I left," the reply came too quick, too snappy for Blaine's liking and then he knew why Kurt had left the room.

"Hey, don't get mad, I'm just looking out for you."

"I'm not a baby Blaine, I can look after myself. In fact I'm so good at knowing what I need, I think it's time I went to bed." Leaning down to give Blaine a quick peck on the cheek Kurt left leaving his boyfriend confused and worried.

Nick quickly appeared at Blaine's side, watching in sympathy as the hazel eyes tried to blink back tears. Without saying anything Nick reached over and pulled Blaine into a gentle hug. "Want to talk about it?" he asked gently.

Shaking his head Blaine replied, "He's just tired, he wanted to go to bed."

"Well you know I'm here if you change your mind. Cheer up, last round and then you can get your room back."

Once most of the Warblers left Jeff and Nick stayed back to help Blaine tidy up. "How come Kurt got out of this?" moaned Jeff, his mood ruined by having lost the final to Thad.

"Oh he left about half an hour ago," muttered Blaine while Nick stood behind hitting his head and mouthing 'idiot' at Jeff.

"Sorry, I was engrossed in the competition, I hadn't realised. Is he OK? I sort of assumed he was staying here tonight."

"Honestly Jeff, foot in mouth, please shut up" muttered Nick in his ear. Jeff looked at his boyfriend in confusion, he had no idea what was happening.

"It's fine Nick," said Blaine quietly. "We had a bit of a disagreement and he went off to his own room, that's all," he continued but the half smile at the end wasn't fooling anyone.

Nick went over to hug his friend, "Don't worry, it will all have been forgotten by the morning and then you can spend all day together," he pulled Jeff's hand to get him out of the room but as he did Jeff nudged Blaine and announced, "Yes, and making up is always the best part of an argument!"

Blaine closed his dorm door behind them and lay face up on his bed. He really wished this was just a small quarrel but it had been going on for almost a month and Blaine was becoming increasingly concerned about Kurt's health.


	2. Chapter 2

**Huge thanks to everyone who has made this story their favourite, it means a lot. I have the next few chapters already written but need to edit some bits before publishing. I'd love to know what people think so please review especially as I have a few other stories partially written and I'm not sure whether to start publishing them.**

It had started one Tuesday afternoon, Kurt had been home for the weekend and then Mondays were always homework heavy but they usually managed a bit of time together on a Tuesday evening. Blaine had gone to the library after class as usual as he and Kurt would meet up to study there before dinner but there was no sign of Kurt. After 30 minutes Blaine sent him a text and then again after another 15 minutes. It was not like Kurt to be late but even less like him not to reply to a message so Blaine texted Jeff who had politics with him last period.

_I can't find Kurt, any idea where he was going after class? B_

**He only managed 5 minutes of class before he ran out, looks like he got this sickness bug. J**

_Thanks, guess I'll check the nurse then. B_

Blaine packed up his books and made his way down to the medical rooms, the nurse confirmed that Kurt was there but was not leaving for a while and couldn't have visitors ("I've enough students down with this sickness bug without inviting anymore in!") Annoyed not to be able to see his boyfriend but understanding the reason Blaine sent Kurt a quick text (_I heard you're sick, I'll bring you some soup when you are up to it )_ before heading over to his dorm to finish some more homework.

Kurt had been kept in the medical suite overnight as he was continuing to vomit, finally stopping around 2am. The nurse was particularly concerned about him becoming dehydrated and so wanted to make sure he kept drinking the rehydration solution. He woke hearing the warning bell just before 8.30 and once the corridors cleared of students the nurse helped him over to his dorm. He was still very weak so she stayed in the bedroom while he had a shower and changed into pyjamas and then helped him into bed. She left, giving him strict instructions to drink the rehydration liquid regularly and that she would be back over in the afternoon to check on him. Kurt managed to send Blaine a quick text (_Back in dorm, going to sleep.) _before letting exhaustion take over.

At lunchtime Blaine grabbed a sandwich for himself and a plain bagel for Kurt and headed to the dorms. He knocked gently at Kurt's door but got no response. Figuring he was still asleep Blaine headed to his own room to start some homework while he ate his sandwich, he left the bagel on his desk so he could give it to Kurt later.

Nurse Stephens came over around two to check on Kurt and using her own key to open the door frowned as she saw a full glass of juice sitting on the bedside table and the young boy fast asleep. He clearly hadn't drunk anything all morning and she had to wake him gently and make him drink. With 'threats' that she would be back later to check again she left Kurt to drift back off to sleep.

Kurt did manage to drink more across the afternoon but still felt very weak and was quite happy when Nurse Stephens announced during her visit before dinner that he was to stay off class the next day too.

After dinner Blaine came back to see Kurt, he had tried again after school but the young boy had been asleep again. "Hey, how are you feeling?" Blaine asked cautiously taking in the dark, tired eyes and hair sticking in every direction.

"_I've been better!"_

"Oh poor baby," said Blaine gently brushing his fingers through Kurt's hair. "Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you some more juice?"

Before Kurt could answer the door opened and Nurse Stephens walked in. "Blaine, back to your own room. I do not need anymore students down with this virus!" Giving Kurt a quick peck on the cheek and a whispered 'I'll text you' Blaine left his boyfriend in the nurse's care before heading back to his own dorm to finish his English essay.

On Thursday morning Blaine was just getting dressed when he got a message from Kurt. 'Got to stay in bed one more day , please can you visit after class.'

_I'll do better, I'll bring you some lunch._

Kurt slept most of the morning but by the time Blaine arrived at lunchtime he was definitely feeling a bit brighter.

"Hey, you've changed and you're sitting up," Blaine said with a smile and a quick kiss.

"Yeah, I had a shower and changed and actually feel a lot better."

"Here, I brought you some soup, I thought that might be easy enough for you to eat," Blaine sat down at Kurt's desk after handing him the plastic container and a spoon. Kurt smiled at his wonderfully thoughtful boyfriend as Blaine took a bite out of his sandwich.

"So tell me what I've missed," said the young boy as he put the soup on his nightstand and took a sip of water. Blaine took a deep breath and told Kurt all about Wes and David's antics at the Warbler's rehearsal the previous day. He was about to tell Kurt about the mini explosion that Thad had allegedly caused in chemistry when he noticed the soup.

"You should really eat some soup while it's still hot, you need to get your strength back," he said gently.

"I know but my stomach is still kind of in knots and I don't want to tempt fate. I'll stick with water just now but I really appreciate the thought." Kurt suddenly noticed the time on his alarm clock, "You'd better go, the warning bell is about to go."

Gently kissing his forehead and giving him clear instructions to rest and please try a little soup Blaine left the junior curled up under his duvet about to watch another movie.

As Blaine walked into Warbler's practice that afternoon Jeff and Nick immediately descended on him asking how Kurt was. "He's feeling a lot better and should be back tomorrow."

At dinner Blaine picked up a small plate of pasta and vegetables to take over in the hope that Kurt would try some. When he got to his dorm Jeff was sitting on the bed telling Kurt about his weekend plans with Nick. Blaine walked in, put the pasta on the desk and removed his blazer before going to sit next to Kurt on his bed.

"Hi," he said kissing the top of Kurt's head lightly.

"Well now your prince is here I'll leave you to his care. Get a good night's sleep, I need my biology partner back," said Jeff with a grin, closing the door gently as he left.

"How are you feeling?"

"Definitely better. The nurse came over this afternoon and said I can go back to classes tomorrow, oh joy a whole week's work to catch up on!"

"What are you doing at the weekend? I'm not sure you should drive all the way home after a full day of school when you've been ill for the last three days."

Kurt giggled, "Well thank you Doctor Anderson for your diagnosis. You will be pleased to know that I spoke with my dad this morning and he agrees with you so I will be staying here this weekend."

"Good, we can lie around and watch lots of movies."

"Or do lots of make up work!" Kurt said with a frown.

"Don't worry, the teachers will give you extensions and quite a few people including the teachers have been down with this virus so no one will expect you to have finished everything by Monday morning." Looking around the room Blaine suddenly remembered dinner, "here, I brought you some pasta and vegetables, I figured you wouldn't make it downstairs."

"Thanks but I really don't think I can eat anything yet, I'll try some later."

Blaine put the plastic plate back on the desk noticing that the soup from lunch was still in the same position on the night stand. He wasn't happy about it but he knew these sickness bugs could really play havoc with your stomach so he left the matter alone for the evening.

The two boys curled up on Kurt's bed and watched a movie before Blaine decided that Kurt was yawning so much that he should get plenty of sleep before returning to class the next day. Planting a gentle kiss on Kurt's forehead Blaine whispered, "Sleep tight baby" and couldn't help smile at the fact the chestnut haired boy was clearly asleep before Blaine had even reached the door.


	3. Chapter 3

**Shorter chapter today but it was the best way to break it up. Thanks for all the lovely feedback and if anyone has any prompts or feedback I'd love to hear it.**

On Friday morning Blaine woke up feeling happier than he had all week. Kurt was going to be back in class and while they didn't have many lessons together he would get to see him at break times not to mention the fact he was staying at Dalton over the weekend. Getting showered and dressed quickly Blaine wandered down to Kurt's room to get him for breakfast as they did every day.

It took a few knocks before Kurt finally opened the door and he looked very surprised to see Blaine standing there. "Not that it's not lovely to see you but why are you here, there's ages before class?"

"I thought we could go down to breakfast, you know, like we do every morning," Blaine's voice trailed off as he finished the sentence.

"Oh…. right… breakfast," Kurt said hesitantly.

"C'mon finish getting ready and we can go." Blaine walked into Kurt's dorm shutting the door behind him. As he sat down on the bed he frowned seeing Kurt still standing by the door, frozen. "You OK? Are you not feeling well again?"

"No, no I'm fine, just trying to think what I have this morning." Kurt walked over to his desk and started to put books in his bag before taking half of them out again. With a deep sigh he turned to face Blaine, "Look I'm not going to be ready for a while yet, why don't you go over and I'll see you in English."

"Kurt," Blaine said as gently as possible, reaching to take one of his hands, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," he laughed slowly. "I guess I'm just worried about having to catch up on everything"

"People get sick all the time, no one will expect you to be up to date. Now stop worrying and get your books." He walked over to the desk and handed Kurt his copy of 'Of Mice and Men' for English lit. Kurt went to open his mouth again but Blaine got there first, "Kurt, I am waiting for you, you are coming to breakfast. I don't care how little you eat but you need to have something." With that he leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips.

"OK, let me just find my history book."

Breakfast that day was a very strange event as far as Kurt was concerned. First it took him ages to decide what he actually thought he could stomach and having decided on a small fruit salad and some orange juice he could feel his heart racing at the thought of actually eating. He had got used to the gentle ache of hunger in his stomach, there was something strangely comforting about it but he knew Blaine would not let him go to class without eating something.

He picked up his tray and went to sit at the Warbler's table and was overwhelmed at the welcome he received. People hugged him, said how good it was to have him back, patted him on the back and numerous other ways of showing him that he had been missed. He would never have admitted to Blaine that he was nervous to be among the group again but he hadn't known them that long and there had been part of him scared that they might have been relieved to get a break from him.

Blaine sat down next to him as the Warblers moved back to their seats and immediately began a conversation with Nick who was sitting opposite. Kurt tried to follow what they were talking about but clearly he had missed some announcement about a test so he turned his attention to talk to Thad who was on his other side. They were having an interesting debate about superhero costumes and the fashion behind them when Kurt felt a hand squeeze his knee. Jumping slightly he turned his head towards Blaine who was wearing his little grim smile again.

Leaning forward to whisper in his ear Blaine said, "I know I said you didn't have to eat much but you do need to eat something." And pointed very definitely at Kurt's untouched fruit and orange juice.

"Sorry Dad," Kurt said with a grin and took a sip of the cold juice. He picked up his fork and opened the fruit salad and lifted up a slice of apple, before looking at it and deciding he really didn't want it. He put his fork back down and examined the fruit in the bowl trying to think what he potentially could choke down before taking another drink of juice. Nothing appealed to him and the thought of swallowing food made him feel nauseous. So he ended up just stirring the fruit around in an aimless fashion hoping that Blaine wouldn't notice he hadn't actually eaten.

Jeff was sitting opposite him and Kurt asked what he had missed in history. Jeff started talking when Kurt felt Blaine squeeze his knee again and nod towards the fruit, clearly it hadn't escaped his notice that there was still the same amount in the bowl as there had been at the start. Just at that moment the warning bell rang and everyone started to clear their trays ready for the first class. Jeff and Nick headed down the corridor towards history but as Kurt went to follow them Blaine grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

Looking at the deep hazel eyes and the frown line between them Kurt knew Blaine was cross. "Are you still feeling sick again because if you are you should go see the nurse."

"No, I feel a lot better this morning, I told you that."

"So why didn't you eat anything? You haven't eaten for almost a week Kurt, it's not healthy."

"Thanks for the medical advice, now if that's all I need to get to history before I get detention for being late." Kurt pulled his hand firmly from Blaine's grip and stomped off. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to eat but everything made him feel sick, he hoped his appetite would have returned by lunch because there was no way Blaine would let him avoid eating then.


	4. Chapter 4

**A shorter chapter this time but this and the next chapter are very focussed on Kurt's emotions and how everything builds within him. It makes sense to me so I hope it does to everyone else. **

History was excruciating as Kurt had to concentrate so much harder than normal. He had missed three lessons but it felt like more and then Jeff and Nick kept giggling away in front of him, it was all just winding him up. At the back of his mind was the fact he had English Lit with Blaine second period and he just knew it was going to end in another fight. He knew because he was fed up listening to Blaine, fed up with his boyfriend telling him what to do all the time. The more he thought about it the more riled up he became, he wanted to prove a point, he wanted to show Blaine that he, Kurt Hummel, could make decisions and he didn't need to follow the rules of the great Blaine Anderson all the time. There was a small nagging voice quietly whispering 'Blaine loves you and just wants you to be healthy' but the louder voices were screaming 'why are you letting your boyfriend control you'. By the time he got to English the louder voices were most definitely winning!

Arriving at English Kurt went straight over to the teacher, he had to collect the work he had missed and then he slowly walked over to the desk he shared with Blaine. The dark haired boy looked up as Kurt placed his bag on the desk and smiled warmly, "How's your morning going?"

He wanted to complain about how hard he had worked in history, he wanted to say that he had a ridiculous amount of make up work for three days absence, he wanted to say he was sorry about snapping that morning but instead all he could do was mutter, "It's fine" before sitting down and taking out his notebook.

Blaine looked carefully at Kurt, he could feel the tension streaming off his body but his short answer also told Blaine that he was still angry about the morning. He had never been so thankful for a teacher to begin the lesson.

By lunch Kurt's mood had not improved, if anything it had darkened further. He had Home Economics right before lunch and was glad that they were in the middle of a sewing unit, while cooking usually relaxed him he didn't think it would have had the desired effect that morning. When the bell rang he took his time putting everything away while he decided his next move.

Was he angry with Blaine for caring about him or trying to boss him around? Either way the thought of going into the dining hall, being faced with all that food and noise and chaos made him feel physically sick so grabbing his bag he made a snap decision and went back to his dorm. Closing the door to everything he felt himself finally calm and he slumped down behind the door taking deep breaths.

After several minutes he walked over to his desk and pulled out a granola bar. He had decided that he was hungry, just not very hungry but after taking the first bite he found himself spitting it out feeling terribly sick again. The small logical part of his brain was telling him he was building it all up into a big anxiety event and he just needed to get over his panic, food was not evil but again the louder part of his brain was screaming about how he shouldn't eat as he'd get fat, memories of taunts, 'pear hips', trousers that he couldn't fit into all came swimming back into his mind.

He was abruptly roused from his internal battle by his phone. Knowing before he looked that it was Blaine calling he noticed 3 earlier text messages all from his boyfriend. The first sent just during 1st lesson simply said, 'I'm sorry.' The next was sent while he was in home economics, 'I hate not talking to you.' And the final one was sent about 10 minutes into lunch break, 'Please come to the dining hall, I miss you.' With a sad sigh Kurt cancelled the call and deleted the messages, he wasn't sure why but it made him feel better, more in control. He moved over to his desk and made a start on his history homework.

Meanwhile in the dining hall Blaine looked miserably at his phone. The call hadn't gone to Kurt's voicemail which meant he had cancelled it. He was aware that Wes was speaking to him, he could hear chatter all around him but couldn't bring himself to focus on any of it as his hand mechanically brought his fork up to his mouth and then back to the plate. His eyes repeatedly darted towards the door and the cafeteria area hoping to see his boyfriend but he knew deep down that Kurt wasn't coming.

After ten minutes Blaine couldn't stand it anymore. He told Wes that whatever he wanted to do was fine, having not listened to any of the conversation he had no idea whether they had been talking about songs for Sectionals or suits for the Winter Ball and he didn't care. Excusing himself from the table Blaine quickly cleared his tray and headed over to the dorms to find Kurt.

Kurt was aimlessly flipping through pages in his history textbook hoping that inspiration would hit him but really just happy the flicking motion was creating a breeze which was keeping him awake. The morning's classes had really exhausted him and he was thinking about how he would like nothing better than to lie down when he was brought back to reality by a knock at the door.

Opening it slowly he wasn't really surprised to see Blaine standing there, arms crossed and lips pursed. Immediately Kurt felt his anger rising again. "Shouldn't you be at lunch with your friends," the words were out before he even thought about it.

"_I was at lunch but one of my friends was missing, in fact my most important friend didn't appear and I'm wondering why?"_

Blaine stepped into the room, closing the door behind himself as Kurt stomped back over to his desk. Picking up his pen he began writing, anything really, he just needed to be engaged in an activity. Sitting on the edge of Kurt's bed Blaine watched silently for a moment before he moved over to the desk and knelt next to the taller boy. Gently reaching forward he took the pen out of his hand and put it back in the pot. Holding both Kurt's hands Blaine led him over to the bed and turned so they could clearly look at each other.

"What's going on Kurt?" he was trying to keep his voice soft and caring but couldn't stop it wavering as he spoke.

"_Nothing, I just wanted peace to get on with my work. I told you I have a lot to make up."_

"Spending 15 minutes to eat lunch isn't going to impact your work that much." The hazel eyes were sparking with tears as Blaine whispered, "you will make yourself ill if you keep skipping meals."

Kurt tried to look away, but he couldn't. Blaine knew how to make him listen and seeing his boyfriend visibly upset was not something he could ignore. He could feel himself blushing scarlet, the rational part of his mind telling him Blaine was right but then the now familiar rage kicked in and rather than apologising Kurt found himself yelling.

"_You always think you know best, I'm sick of it. It's one meal Blaine, it's not going to hurt me. Why do you always have to be so dramatic!" _With that Kurt grabbed his bag off the floor and stormed off to his next class leaving the dark haired boy staring at the door trying to work out what just happened.

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By the time Kurt arrived at his French class he actually felt calmer, almost proud of himself and it was a strange feeling. Yes he had shouted at Blaine which he felt guilty about but he hadn't given in. He was a few minutes early for class so he took the time to reflect on why he was happy. I made a choice, I didn't want to have lunch and I stuck to it, I didn't lose control and let anyone else decide for me.

At that moment the teacher arrived along with the other students and Kurt reached into his bag to get his French book. As he did so he felt the now familiar gentle twinge of hunger reassuring him that this was his choice and with a smile on his face he looked up at the teacher ready to begin.

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Blaine sat down on Kurt's bed with a thud, head in his hands and tears tricking down his cheeks. Yesterday, hell even that morning he had been so happy to have Kurt better and back with him and then all they had done was fight. Was it even fighting? Blaine looked to the door, hoping that a pair of beautiful blue eyes would peek round the corner and he could gather his boyfriend in his arms and all was forgotten but he knew that wasn't going to happen.

As he made his way over to his chemistry class Blaine decided he would leave Kurt alone for the time being. He hated when Kurt was mad at him, they didn't fight often but when they did it usually blew over quickly and he knew trying to push the younger boy into doing something he didn't want was asking for trouble. Like Kurt said it was only one meal, Blaine ignored the argument that it had been three days while he was sick, then breakfast and lunch. As he took his place at the science bench Blaine just hoped that by dinner Kurt would feel well enough to eat.


	5. Chapter 5

**Sorry for the delay in posting but I was having real trouble with this chapter (and the next one) but I think I'm back on track. A few more reviews would help point me in the right direction though : ) Just a reminder that I do not own Glee or any on the characters.**

There was no Warbler practice on a Friday afternoon to allow any boys going home the chance to get away early so Kurt made his way over to his dorm after classes. Dropping his bag by the door he looked round noticing his homework from lunchtime sitting in a neat pile in the middle of his desk and the blanket on his bed folded on the pillow. Taking off his tie with a grin he realised that Blaine had tried to straighten up the room before he left and then the smile fell as he remembered just how he had stormed out while accusing the older boy of being dramatic.

After changing out of his uniform into his comfortable skinny jeans and a fitted T-shirt he took out his phone and accepting that he had been wrong so he had to make the first move he sent Blaine a text.

**Sorry about lunchtime. Please don't be mad with me. K xxx**

A moment later he got a reply,

**I'm not mad, just worried. B xxx**

**Don't be, I'm fine. K xxx**

**I'm here if you need me, see you at dinner. B xxx**

Damn it, why does life revolve around bloody meals in this place, Kurt thought throwing himself on his bed. There were two hours until dinner and Kurt knew he had two choices, either go and try to eat something or hide out again and end up fighting with Blaine again.

After a few moments Kurt decided he would go to dinner, he could make the choice of what to eat and he had to admit that the hunger pains in his stomach were not as comforting now, he was starting to feel quite ill. Grabbing a bottle of water from his room fridge and switching his i-pod on shuffle mode he set about completing some homework before he had to go to the dining hall.

Having managed to finish all his French homework Kurt glanced across at his alarm clock and realised that dinner started ten minutes ago. He was surprised not to have heard from Blaine again but when he looked at his phone he realised he had missed two messages.

The first one read **Still in the library with Wes, we'll go straight to dinner from here. B xxx**

The second simply said **Please x**. Kurt's heart sank as he read the second message, Blaine clearly thought he was avoiding another meal, the simplicity of the text said more than one hundred words could have. Grabbing his keys and phone Kurt made his way across the courtyard towards the dining hall happy to pick his own pace and focus on his thoughts.

His thoughts as he actually reached the dining hall changed again as his anxiety level grew. Surrounded by the noise from all the boys, the trays of different food and his fear over seeing Blaine made his heart beat fast and he was aware of a stabbing pain in his chest as he tried to take deep breaths. He wanted to vomit and turned to leave the room, away from all the lights and noise and chaos when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning round he saw David looking at him with concerned eyes, "Are you alright? You're really pale."

Breathing out slowly Kurt replied, "Fine, just tired, first day back and all."

David nodded his head in understanding, "It's always hard to come back. C'mon, you decided what you want and we'll go and join the rest of the Warblers."

Kurt grabbed some salad and pasta while David waited for him having already got his food and they walked over to the Warbler table together. They took the only two free seats at the table and Kurt was relieved to find he was at the opposite end from Blaine.

Spearing a piece of pasta on his fork Kurt struggled to bring it to his mouth. His body screamed '_I'm hungry'_ but at the same time he felt a lead weight sitting in his stomach. He got the pasta in his mouth and mechanically chewed as he struggled to stop tears forming. Swallowing hard several times he looked up to see David watching him with concerned eyes.

"Are you sure you're OK?" he asked.

"Fine, I just forgot to get a drink, back in a moment." Kurt jumped up and walked quickly across to the fridge. Pulling the door open and relishing the cool air he stood for a moment as if trying to decide. Knowing it would look strange if he took much longer Kurt grabbed a bottle of water and closing the door turned to find himself face to face with his boyfriend.

"I'm really glad to see you've come down. I was getting really concerned when you didn't reply to my texts."

"_Sorry, I had some music on and didn't hear the phone. I did however finish all my French homework so that's only another 6 subjects to catch up on!" _Kurt said with a grin.

"So does that mean you might have some free time for me this weekend after all?" the shorter boy said with a wink.

"Mmm, I think I may manage that, did you have something in mind?"secretly loving Blaine in flirty mode.

"Well how about you come to my room at 8 and we'll figure something out," Blaine planted a quick kiss on Kurt's cheek and whispered. "Right now I have a date with calculus and you need to go finish your dinner."

Walking back to the table much happier Kurt sat down grinning and took a long drink of water. At the sound of laughter he looked up to see Wes and David giggling at him. "What?"

"_Nothing, just you and Blaine are too cute."_ Said Wes with a grin. _"I'm glad you've made up, he was really upset this afternoon."_

Kurt immediately felt panic rising, "Why, what did he say?"

"Don't look so worried, he didn't really say anything, just that you'd had an argument."

"Oh, well we're over it now." Kurt said and picked up his fork to eat. He managed about half the salad and a few more pieces of pasta before he felt the nausea taking over again. He looked round and saw that half the table was empty by this point and those that were still there were not paying any attention to him. Released of the pressure of anyone paying attention to how much he ate Kurt cleared his tray and made his way back to the dorm, if he was really focussed he might manage to finish the English essay he had started on Monday evening before he went to see Blaine.

…...

Kurt did manage to finish the English essay and was quite pleased to have got the first section of a history essay started before he felt the need to stop. Looking over at the clock on his night stand he realised it was already 8.15 and he was late to meet Blaine. Grabbing his keys and phone he quickly made his way down the corridor and knocked on the dark brown door.

"I was starting to think you were going to stand me up," Blaine exclaimed grabbing Kurt's hand as he pulled him through the door. Tugging sharply on his hand he led the younger boy over to his bed and they were soon involved in a battle of tongues both urgently needing the other. Blaine began to run his fingers slowly over Kurt's arm and back before pushing his hands under his T-shirt looking quickly at Kurt for permission. With a quick nod from the blue eyed boy Blaine pulled his t-shirt off and began touching and kissing all over his chest and stomach searching for answers, reassurance that everything was fine between them.

Soon both boys were left breathless and red faced, shirts abandoned on the floor. All arguments forgotten, just the desperate need to be near each other fulfilled. Blaine reached forward to unbuckle the buttons on Kurt's jeans but as he did the pale boy pulled his hand up and kissed it instead. "Sorry but much as I want to I don't really have the energy for anything more tonight."

"Oh, yes, I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking. I really don't want you sick again…" Kurt cut off the dark haired boy with a slow deep kiss.

"Stop apologising, I just thought it would be better to cool off now"

Laughing easily Blaine reached down and picked up Kurt's t-shirt, "Here, don't want you getting cold either. How about a movie?"

Blaine got himself dressed as well and then popped a DVD in his laptop. The two boys got themselves settled, snuggled up together under Blaine's comforter and slowly drifted off while the movie played on. Woken just before curfew by the alarm which Blaine had thoughtfully set on his phone they exchanged a few gentle kisses before Kurt made his way back to his room.

Having thought about it overnight Kurt had worked out the perfect plan. He slept late on Saturday morning (which was totally understandable as it was the weekend) worked on assignments in the morning, went late to lunch to avoid having to sit near Blaine, worked more in the afternoon, went late to dinner and then spent the evening with Blaine in his room not watching movies.

On Sunday Kurt planned to do exactly the same, as long as Blaine saw him at meals everything would be fine and it was until five minutes before the start of dinner when Blaine knocked on his door.

"Ready for dinner?" Blaine said almost bouncing on the spot.

"Have you overdone the caffeine again?"Kurt asked cautiously, his boyfriend was being way to hyper.

"No, I just haven't spent much time with you so thought I'd come and get you."

"Thanks but I just want to finish off my history essay and then I'll come down OK"and with that Kurt went to close the door. Blaine put his foot in the way and made his way into the room.

"It's OK, I'll wait."

"But I could be a while, you'll miss catching up with the other guys."

"Kurt, I'm not interested in speaking to any of the others. Besides I saw them at lunch and dinner yesterday and lunch today, I'm pretty sure no one is going to have anything earth shattering to share. The only person I want to talk to is you."

Kurt laughed, just a little too loudly making it sound fake, "But you'll miss all the good food, you might have to eat salad!"

"Then I'll be in good company with you. C'mon, get working, sooner you start the sooner you finish," and with that the Warbler sat down on Kurt's bed and pulled out an old edition of Vogue to look through, making himself comfortable.

Kurt had no option but to sit back at his desk and at least pretend to work on his essay. His stomach was knotted and he could feel himself sweating at the thought of having to force food down. He could feel the now familiar flare of anger building up too but breathing deeply he managed to keep from yelling at his beautiful boyfriend who hadn't actually done anything wrong.

Noticing that Kurt hadn't written anything for a few minutes Blaine spoke up, "Do you need some help?"

"No, I'm just thinking how to phrase my conclusion."Then Kurt thought back to something Blaine said earlier that might make him go over to the dining room early. "What makes you think I've got anything interesting to say at dinner?"

"What?"

"You said earlier that you've spoken to the other Warblers over the weekend so you don't want to have dinner with them tonight but you spent Friday and Saturday evening with me. I don't have anything 'new or earth shattering' to share either."

"What on earth are you talking about?" Blaine asked perplexed.

"Well if none of us have anything to talk about then why don't you go over and have dinner now and I'll join you later when I've finished this. That way you don't have to eat rabbit food, there will be pizza or lasagne left."

"Kurt," said Blaine talking slowly, "you are my boyfriend and I want to go to dinner with you. I don't mind eating salad if there's nothing else, I just don't want it everyday. Yes we have been together both evenings but we haven't exactly been talking, you've been working loads and somehow we've ended up at other ends of the table in the dining hall for every meal this weekend so in reality I feel like I've barely seen you."

Realising this conversation was going nowhere (and the reality that he hadn't a clue how to finish his essay also dawning on him) Kurt stood up and grabbed Blaine's hand, "C'mon then, let's get some dinner."

It was fine, really it was, all he had to do was eat. He'd been doing it since he was a little baby, it was easy. Only somehow it wasn't that easy, the vegetables on his plate were actually laughing at him, the chicken was dancing around and just daring him to put it in his mouth and he was pretty sure the pasta salad was saying nasty things about him. He would teach that pasta a lesson if he could just….

"Kurt….Kurt?"

There was a voice which didn't seem to be coming from his plate and lifting his gaze he found himself looking right into the concerned eyes of his boyfriend.

"Are you planning on eating your dinner or attacking it?" Blaine said with a smile. "You're just stabbing at the plate."

Blushing furiously Kurt picked up his fork and began to eat trying to ignore the gentle laughing from beside him.

"So anyway, how is your make up work going? You've been working so hard you must be almost caught up."

"It's OK, the chemistry is pretty difficult though, I missed the beginning of a new topic and I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do."

"Isn't Nick in your class? Maybe he could help you or David took it last year if you'd prefer him."

Putting down his fork Kurt considered his options. "I'll ask Nick, maybe I can catch him when he gets back and he can give me a few pointers tonight." Standing up Kurt went to clear his tray when Blaine grabbed his arm.

"Woah, there's no rush, you can finish your dinner."

"I am finished."

"But you've barely eaten anything. Nick's not going to be back for at least an hour, you've got plenty of time."

"I said I'm finished." Kurt hissed with more irritation than anything else and grabbed his tray before Blaine had a chance to comment.

Watching the back of the taller boy as he stormed away Blaine was again left confused. As he cleared his own dishes and wandered back to his dorm he tried to work out what had happened, what had been going on all weekend.

In reality Blaine had been going to suggest they go into town to eat, possibly the new pizza restaurant that Wes was raving about. However when Kurt had reacted so strangely to him arriving in his dorm for dinner he immediately decided to shelf that plan. He couldn't fathom what was going on with the younger boy. One minute he was freaking out about nothing and the next they were locked in an intense game of tonsil tennis!

He could understand that Kurt had been tired and overwhelmed on Friday but he had seemed fine at meals on Saturday from what Blaine could see and certainly he had been in good form on Saturday evening. Deciding that Kurt was just putting too much pressure on himself to get caught up Blaine sent him a quick text and went back to his dorm.

**Sorry I upset you. I'll be in my room all evening if you fancy a movie or want to talk or something. B x**

A few minutes later the reply came,

**Thanks but I think I need an early night. K x**

**OK, I'm here if you change your mind.**

Knowing that nothing was going to be resolved that evening, in fact was there anything to be resolved, Blaine grabbed one of his favourite Disney movies and curled up on his bed.

Kurt lay curled up on his bed too, clutching his stomach as fresh tears rolled down his cheeks. He was sure he must be having a panic attack because surely breathing shouldn't feel this hard. He felt so hopeless and useless and a million other feelings he had and he was sure Blaine must hate him for storming out and he was never going to catch up on all this work and they were going to kick him out of Dalton and his dad would be so disappointed and he would have to go back to McKinley where Karowsky was just waiting for him and just everything was wrong. Somehow the gentle tears trickling down his cheeks turned into gigantic sobs which he could no longer control and despite everything he had gone through Kurt Hummel had never felt so worthless in his entire life.


	6. Chapter 6

**Finally an update! I know it ends abruptly but the next chapter is almost finished and if I don't this one here then the next will be too long. Enjoy and review – do you like the direction it's going? Oh and if you have time check out Lisamarie22's story, The New Kid ( s/9781224/1/The-New-Kid) which is one of the best stories on this theme that I've read (and she is still updating it).**

He had just finished tying the laces on his black school shoes when there was a knock at the door and he didn't need to have x-ray vision to know it was Blaine. Opening the door and moving aside so he could enter Kurt couldn't help but notice the hesitation with which the dark haired boy entered the room.

Busying himself packing his books for the day he was surprised to feel two strong arms round his waist and a cheek brushing next to his.

"I'm sorry if I've been overbearing the last few days. I just hate to see you so miserable and working so hard. Your beautiful face gets all scrunched up and I just want to make it all better," Kurt turned and reciprocated the hug, burying his face on Blaine's shoulder.

"It's fine, last week was just a weird week for both of us."

Planting a kiss on Kurt's forehead, Blaine took his hand and led him from the dorm, "C'mon then, let's get this week off to a better start."

…..

Entering the dining room the boys were immediately surrounded by the commotion and sleepiness that indicated Monday morning. Splitting up so they could get their own breakfasts Kurt had never been happier that he usually ate healthily anyway. He had a plan to put in action to keep control of eating, the fear of eating too much and feeling full had been stressing him out but it would be much harder if he had to explain his changing habits to the other students and especially to Blaine.

Taking his time to grab a few items and a quick discussion with Andy about that horrendous and pointless assignment for Politics class he made his way over to the Warbler's table. There was a seat free next to Blaine but as the table was almost full he assumed someone had gone to get another drink or something. As he went to sit down next to Thad at the other end from Blaine he heard him call, "Kurt, I've got a seat for you here."

"Thanks."

"You were taking a while and I didn't want us to end up at opposite ends like we did over the weekend." With that Blaine turned back to his breakfast resting one hand gently on Kurt's knee.

At least sitting next to Blaine had the advantage that Nick and Jeff were on his other side. Kurt always enjoyed talking to them, either together or separately and soon he and Nick were discussing plans to go and see the new action film coming out, Jeff had made it very clear he had no interest in seeing it. As they talked Kurt carefully chopped the fruit in his fruit salad into small pieces and cut his slice of toast into eight small triangles before beginning to eat. He ate one piece of fruit and then chatted for a bit more, then a piece of toast before talking again. He continued this pattern mildly aware of Blaine watching him curiously periodically.

Blaine and Jeff changed the conversation and there was a great discussion between the four of them about trying the new Chinese restaurant that night, just going for coffee and having dinner back at school or just staying at school and continuing to finish homework (Kurt's suggestion). As the warning bell rang Kurt looked down to check his plate and was pleased that he had only eaten about half of what he had. Standing up to clear his tray he saw Blaine smile at him as he stood too. Warm fingers slipped around his colder ones and the two boys walked out of the dining hall happily but for different reasons.

Blaine had been concerned about going to breakfast in case Kurt was still being strange but as soon as he had arrived in his dorm room everything felt better, almost normal. There had been no suggestions to go ahead without him, Kurt had willing returned Blaine's affection and gone to the dining hall. Granted Kurt had taken a long time to get his food and had gone to sit at the other end of the table but he hadn't refused to sit with Blaine when he called him. Blaine knew that Kurt had only eaten a small amount but that was understandable, almost a week barely eating would do that. Blaine walked to his first class feeling more relaxed than he had for the last few days, happy that everything was back on track.

…..

Kurt set a pattern over the next few days which seemed to be working well for him. He didn't seek Blaine out at mealtimes but didn't hide away from him either. He took small amounts of food, cut it small and then ate half, or if he could manage it even less. He would play around with the food and mix it up so it looked like he had eaten more than he had in reality although he knew no one was really paying attention. Having done a little research he knew it was important to drink regularly to avoid dehydration.

He was learning how to balance how much he needed to eat and more importantly drink so that the gnaw of hunger was always present but not enough to make him actually feel ill. He also got a huge thrill seeing how much food he could resist leaving on his plate, cutting it up into tiny pieces, swirling it all together to disguise how much was left. This balancing game, as Kurt saw it, gave him a new challenge, a goal for each day and he was loving it in a bizarre way. His secret contest with himself where the only prize was feeling great when he lay in bed each night and reviewed his progress. As he headed home for the weekend Kurt felt happier than he had in weeks.

….

"Hi, how was your weekend?" the gelled dark haired singer popped his head around the dorm door as he came back from dinner on Sunday evening.

"Great, it was just what I needed. I hung out with the girls a lot, played some computer games with Finn and Puck and thanks to David's tutoring I managed to finish all my chemistry homework with only minimal swearing!"

"Sounds great," Blaine murmured as he wrapped himself around Kurt moving them both over to the bed. "I missed you though, Wes and David were away too and I think I may have overdosed on the insanity that is Niff!"

"Oh poor baby, let me make it all better," and with that Kurt began placing feather kisses all over Blaine's face and neck before sucking hard at the join between his collar bone and neck. Certainly not complaining at this Blaine moved Kurt so he was lying on the bed with the tenor on top and began to return the favour.

Their actions were interrupted by Blaine's phone blaring a tune, "Um, just a minute," he muttered, clearly annoyed. "Yeah….. OK… I'll ask….whatever!" Laughing at the confusion on Kurt's face Blaine explained, "That was David, he and Wes are back and wondered if we wanted to go and watch a movie with them in the common room. We don't have to, we can just hang out here if you want."

"No, it's fine. We can go and join them."

Reaching the common room Kurt quickly realised that Jeff and Nick were also there as well as Cameron, one of the Warblers that he was quite friendly with. Blaine went off to get a soda while David set up the movie and Kurt sat down at a table near the back with Cameron to catch up as he hadn't seen him over the previous week.

They were both laughing over Cameron's failed attempt to avoid working with Thad for a geography presentation when Blaine approached them. "Are you coming to watch the film?"

"Yeh, sorry. Cameron, are you joining us?"

"No, sorry but I've got to finish an English essay but maybe we could do something later this week."

With a quick hug Kurt made his way over to the sofa to join Blaine and Cameron headed off to his dorm. Blaine quickly threw his arm around Kurt's shoulders and pulled him close. "You see, this is what I've missed all weekend!"

"Well you could have asked, I'm sure Jeff or Nick would have happily snuggled," Kurt giggled, planting a kiss firmly on his lips.

"Cheeky," was all Blaine could manage in response before taking a deep breath and turning back to the film.


	7. Chapter 7

**Warning that there is some smut in this chapter. **

The next week proceeded in a similar way to the previous one. Kurt was cutting back his food intake, eating half of what was on his plate and he was thrilled when Blaine announced he had student council business all day on Wednesday so wouldn't be at lunch or dinner. This gave Kurt the green light to just cut out those meals altogether as no one would notice he wasn't there.

All too soon it was the evening before everyone headed home for Thanksgiving break and Kurt and Blaine were spending the evening together as they would be apart for five days. Kurt was going to be at home in Lima with Burt, Carole and Finn but Blaine was travelling to Boston with his parents, his father had a meeting to attend so they decided to use the opportunity to take a short family vacation.

Kurt was just finishing off his hair when he heard the door slowly open and single long stemmed red rose appeared, smiling broadly Kurt gently pulled on the stem and his laughing boyfriend entered the room. Blaine let go of the rose and leaned forward planting a very gentle kiss on Kurt's lips. "Have I told you how much I'm going to miss you," he asked. Both boys felt the chemistry between them and were relieved, it had been a difficult few weeks. They hadn't been fighting but they both knew things weren't quite right.

"You can be such a dork," Kurt asked placing the rose on his desk. "It's only five days and I'm going to miss you too." Taking Blaine's hands in his own he led the dark haired boy to his bed and pushed him down to sit. Kurt sat straddling Blaine's lap and felt quite dizzy as he looked deep into the hazel eyes, "I love you so much and these next few days are going to pass and before we know it we'll be back here moaning about homework and song selection and…." Kurt was cut off by his boyfriend's lips attacking his, Blaine's teeth bit hard on his bottom lip and as he opened his mouth to complain Blaine's tongue entered his mouth beginning a frantic dance with Kurt's own.

"Sorry," Blaine mumbled as he pulled back for oxygen. "I wasn't planning on coming on quite so strong but…." He moved his mouth down to Kurt's neck sucking small marks along his collar bone as he spoke, "my hormones are taking charge tonight and I can't believe you are not going to be along the corridor to do this with."

Kurt tried to push his way off Blaine, aware that even with his love of scarfs the shorter boy was getting a bit carried away, "Blaine," he moaned but Blaine only paused momentarily to lift the countertenor off his lap and onto the bed where he climbed on top of him. Again Kurt found his lips being attacked by Blaines' and he could feel the older boy's erection pushing into his thigh. He pulled his boyfriend's shirt out from his pants and ran his hands up the olive skinned boy's back enjoying the feel of the muscular shoulder blades as Blaine moved his arms to begin unbuttoning Kurt's shirt. Moved by instinct Kurt pulled his fingernails sharply down the length of the other boy's back relishing the feeling of power as Blaine arched his back, drawing a sharp breath through his teeth. Letting out a soft moan as Blaine sucked just behind his ear Kurt had just pulled Blaine's shirt over his head when there was a loud knock followed by a bang as his door flew open and hit off the wall with the force.

"Oops, we'll give you a minute," yelled David with a chuckle and several other voices could be heard along with feet stamping as the door was quickly closed again. The two boys looked at each other with a mixture of laughter and horror.

Pulling his shirt back on Blaine broke the silence with an embarrassed laugh, "Sorry I kind of lost track of time, they did tell me I had twenty minutes at most to get you or they would come and find us."

Kurt was well aware that his face was scarlet as he buttoned his shirt back up, the moment clearly ruined. "Twenty minutes until what?" he asked hesitantly.

"Pizza outing with the Warblers," taking in Kurt's confused face he continued, "We've been talking about it for a few days, they've had sign up sheets for it at meetings, we're all going out for pizza to celebrate the holiday. It's one of the Warbler traditions since we won't see each other for a few days."

"Well I didn't sign up for anything and may I remind you that we won't see each other for a few days either," Kurt gave Blaine his best bitch look.

"Erm well I signed us both up, there was no way we would get out of it and at least this way we are still together this evening."

"When I said spend our last evening together I imagined a slightly more intimate affair." As if to emphasis his point Kurt pushed Blaine back onto the bed and began running his hand firmly up Blaine's inner thigh before firmly and deliberately palming the boy's hardening member.

"Argh Kurt ….don't… stop!" Blaine pushed the lighter boy off him and moved to the door. "I'm sorry you're upset but it's only for a few hours and then we can spend the rest of the evening together but I do not want to go and face the rest of the group with a hard on." Kissing the lighter haired boy on the cheek he crossed the room to retrieve his coat before he continued, "I should have checked with you but you hadn't mentioned it so I just assumed it was alright."

"Fine, off you go but I really don't want to go for pizza, I'm not in the mood."

"Please Kurt, don't be difficult." As soon as the words were out of his mouth Blaine knew he has made a mistake, Kurt's eyes filled with anger and his blue eyes seemed to glow but before either of them could say anything the door flew open again and Nick and Jeff tumbled in sniggering.

"C'mon lovebirds, everyone else has left and if we don't hurry they'll have eaten all the food," and grabbing Blaine's hand Jeff pulled him out of the door.

Nick looked over to where Kurt was sitting on the bed with a haunted look in his eyes, somewhere between hurt and pain. Gently sitting next to him Nick asked, "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, of course, it's all just wonderful," came the automatic reply as Kurt went to grab his jacket from the wardrobe.

"You sure? You don't look like everything is wonderful." Kurt looked over in surprise so Nick continued, "When we came in five minutes ago the two of you were fooling around, this time when we came in the two of you are at opposite sides of the room looking as if you are about to start throwing things."

"We're fine, I just haven't been paying attention and hadn't realised we were all going out this evening. I had planned to spend the evening alone with Blaine."

"I can see why you look pissed! You'll get him back shortly and the two of you can play footsie under the table," Nick grabbed Kurt's hand as he spoke and pulled him out of the room. "C'mon, like Jeff said everyone else has gone on ahead and we are all going in Blaine's car."

…

The journey to the restaurant only took ten minutes and there was no problem finding the table of Warblers when they arrived. There were four empty seats at one side on the table and the boys quickly sat down and ordered their drinks when the waitress arrived. There was lots of noise and chattering amongst the boys but Kurt was not in the mood for any of it. He sat quietly with Blaine on one side and Nick sitting on the other, he smiled and nodded occasionally but really was not interested in joining in and he was still annoyed at Blaine's comment about being difficult.

As if to relieve the tension Blaine reached under the table and placed his hand lightly on Kurt's thigh and smiled sweetly at him. Kurt was about to push his hand away when Blaine leaned over and whispered, "I'm sorry but I promise I'll make it up to you when we get back." Suddenly it occurred to Kurt that perhaps Blaine would have preferred a night in as much as he would and rather than sulking Blaine was making the most of it. He leaned over and quickly gave his boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to listen to Nick and Jeff's conversation.

Slowly Kurt began to relax and had even begun to think that this evening wasn't so bad when he saw a couple of servers walk past heading for a table across from them with large plates of pizza and it hit him. They were in a pizza restaurant and he was going to have to eat! He had been so annoyed at Blaine he hadn't even thought about it and then he had let himself be lulled into a relaxed mood, he had to get out of there, he needed a plan. He could feel his face heat up, a small film of sweat forming on his brow and his breathing was becoming slightly erratic, recognising the symptoms he knew he was starting to have a panic attack.

Blaine had been rubbing his hand repeatedly over Kurt's knee when he felt him suddenly stiffen and push his chair back. Seeing the frightened look in the pale boy's eyes Blaine immediately started looking around thinking something in the restaurant had frightened him but he could not see anything to provoke this reaction. Searching the blue eyes for a hint he reached forward and held the soft hands tightly, his mind buzzing. Kurt seemed to snap out of whatever trance it was and he gave Blaine an apologetic smile as he muttered, "Bathroom," before scarpering from the table.

Kurt pushed open the bathroom door and splashed some cold water on his face trying to remind himself how to breath. He knew he didn't have long to calm down and come up with a plan, Blaine would come looking for him as he was already suspicious from his freak out as he left the table. Having calmed himself down he decided that as long as he talked and joked along with the rest of the group he could deflect attention away from what he was eating and if it got too much he also had a napkin that could conceal some food. Plan in place and breathing restored to a regular rhythm Kurt left the bathroom and made his way back to the table.

As he slid into his seat he saw Blaine pause in his conversation with Wes and look at him in concern. A worried Blaine meant an observant one so Kurt smiled sweetly and began rubbing his hand very slowly and firmly up and down Blaine's inner thigh and turns his head to talk with Nick and Jeff. He was aware of the change in Blaine's breathing but since Blaine is too polite for his own good he does his best to continue his conversation with Wes. After a few minutes Kurt eases off the pressure because he can feel his boyfriend hardening as his fingers move up his thigh and his intention had been to deflect attention away rather than attract it. He stopped the movement altogether and left his hand resting on Blaine's thigh as he noticed a lull in the conversation and several waiting staff appear and more pizza was put on the huge table then he had ever seen in his life!

As most of the boys dive forward to grab some pizza, in case it was all an illusion and disappeared, Kurt felt Blaine's teeth gently graze along his strong jaw line and land on his lips with a gentle kiss. "I'm not very sure what that was about…." Seeing Kurt's confused face Blaine continued, leaning on Kurt's shoulder, his lips right next to his ear, "I don't know if you were punishing me or pleasuring me but either way thank you and I'll get you back once we're safe in your dorm room." With that Blaine leaned forward and grabbed several slices of pizza indicating to Kurt to help himself.

Kurt picked up a slice and with a deep breath took a bite aware that Blaine was still looking his way. At that moment Thad appeared on the other side of Blaine wanting to talk to him about a potential performance venue and Blaine turned to talk to him. Nick began to talk to Kurt about a book he was reading and politely put down his pizza to talk. He did manage a few more bites but as he brought the remainder of the slice up to his mouth the now familiar nausea gripped his stomach and he felt bile rise up towards his throat. Taking a large drink from his diet coke he quickly scanned the table to check no one was watching and he could stop eating.

Most of the boys had changed seats as conversations moved on, pizza being one of the few foods that were easily portable and accessible with a large group of teenage boys. He relaxed as he noticed Blaine was now sitting several seats away chatting with Trent and David, Cameron was now sitting in Blaine's seat and Kurt was happy to have the chance to finally catch up with him.

Blaine looked across the table and smiled, Kurt was laughing and chatting and looked more at ease than he had in days. Glancing at his watch he noticed there was just over an hour until curfew and he was determined to spend a bit of private time with his boyfriend before the holiday started, if nothing else he had a score to settle from earlier. He found Nick and Jeff to tell them he was leaving and then made his way over to Kurt, wrapping his arms around the thin boy's shoulders as he finished telling his story to Cameron. The boys said their goodbyes to the other Warblers and made their way towards the car.

…..

Back at the dorm Nick and Jeff said goodnight at the door to Jeff's room, clearly having the same idea as Kurt and Blaine. Giggling manically as Nick tried to pull him into the room Jeff shouted, "Just be thankful it's scarf season Kurt!" before the door was slammed shut.

Quickly opening the door to Kurt's dorm room Blaine pulled him inside before locking the door and pushed the blue eyed boy against the wall. He kissed the younger boy hard on the lips, before running his tongue along his bottom lip and into Kurt's mouth as he opened his mouth to let out a moan. Their tongues battled for dominance in a game that no one would win or lose. Blaine pushed Kurt's jacket to the ground followed by his own and then unwrapped the scarf which Kurt had artistically draped around his neck and dropped it on top of the coats.

"Bed…..want you…..want you on the bed," Blaine managed to stutter out pulling Kurt with him never letting their lips part, kicking off his shoes as he made his way across the room. Sitting on the edge of the bed Kurt paused to take off his boots but they were complicated and took time to remove so Blaine used the time to suck little marks along one side of Kurt's neck (but never too high so they could be covered with a scarf). As soon as Kurt had removed his boots Blaine pushed him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. The two boys continued to kiss as if they were each other's oxygen, tongues darting in and out of their mouths and hands roaming freely under their shirts. Blaine pulled off his shirt and undid the buttons on Kurts', pulling it open. He kissed his way down his chest and stomach before making his way back up and locking lips again.

Suddenly Blaine pulled away deliberately grinding his hips down causing Kurt to moan deeply. He began to speak but Blaine put his finger gently to his lips and looked down with an evil grin, "I think I made you two promises this evening and now I'm going to remind you that I always keep my promises." Kurt looked worried, most of the blood in his body had moved south and he was struggling to recall any promises but he really hoped they didn't involve Blaine leaving until they had both come. Openly laughing at Kurt's expression Blaine continued, "I promised I would make it up to you for having to leave earlier and I promised I would get you back for your little stunt at the restaurant."

Kurt nodded recalling the conversation and looked at Blaine through half closed eyes wondering what he was planning to do. He quickly had his answer as Blaine leaned forward and whispered, "I'm going to blow you okay?" Letting out a soft cry as Blaine palmed him through his jeans, which were really becoming painfully tight, Kurt nodded and went to undo his belt. Batting the soft hands away Blaine undid the belt, button and zipped quickly before pulling the skinny jeans down, quickly followed by the tight black briefs. Sitting back on his heels Blaine slowly stroked the length of his boyfriend's very hard cock and with his index finger he scooped up the precum which had gathered on the head and licked it off with his tongue.

He smiled slightly as he looked at the beautiful boy lying on his bed, half naked and almost trembling with anticipation. It wasn't the first time Blaine had seen Kurt exposed like this, they had not yet gone all the way but hand jobs and blow jobs were fairly regular activities along with very intensive make out sessions and they were both very familiar with each other's body. However Blaine was sure that no matter how often he saw Kurt undressed, he would never get over just how stunning his body was.

"Blaine," Kurt moaned, "are you going to do something or do I have to take care of myself?" He moved his hand towards his neglected erection but Blaine snapped back to reality and pushed his hand away stroking it again with his own hand before bring his mouth down around the head and sucking hard. He moved his mouth up and down slowly and then faster, licking and sucking occasionally repeating an action several times when he heard Kurt groan or suck in air sharply. Recognising the change in his lover's breathing he knew Kurt was close and sucking harder and faster, bringing him to a climax with a shout and Blaine felt Kurt come undone as the salty white liquid poured over his tongue and down his throat. Sucking gently until all the liquid was finished Blaine climbed back up the bed and brought the comforter over the two of them.

Snuggling into Blaine's chest Kurt let his hand trace its way slowly down Blaine's body where he quickly realised his gorgeous boyfriend hadn't come yet. Turning to face him he slowly undid the button of the red jeans looking deeply into the hazel eyes as he did so. "You should have said something, your turn now," Kurt whispered before pushing the unnecessary clothes out of the way and slowly kissing his way down the taut body.

….

The alarm on Kurt's phone bleeped to signal 10 minutes until curfew and reluctantly Blaine climbed out from the warm bed and the snuggly arms of his boyfriend and dressed himself. "Seems like such a waste," said Kurt and Blaine looked blankly, "using up all that energy to dress yourself when all you're going to do is change as soon as you get back to your dorm."

"Well it's November, it seems a bit cold to sleep naked," teased Blaine, "especially if I only have my own body heat to keep me warm."

Climbing out of bed and quickly pulling on a pair of pyjamas Kurt wrapped his arms around the shorter boy. "Well I guess I should get you some really warm pyjamas for Christmas then, we still have to survive the rest of senior year before we can send every night together and you can throw out your PJs altogether!" With another intense kiss Kurt opened the door and pushed Blaine back out into the corridor, otherwise he really was going to miss curfew. Hearing similar moans coming from further up the corridor the boys laughed when they saw Jeff pushing Nick out of his room both looking equally mussed up. Catching each other's eyes they all shouted their goodnights before heading into their respective rooms. Just a whole school assembly to get through the next morning and everyone could head home for the holidays.


	8. Chapter 8

**So second update in a month! Many thanks to jobelle516, gulnihal and everybodylovesklaine for their reviews, it does really help to get feedback.**

**So the good news is I know how this will end, the bad news is I'm slightly struggling to get there so I'm not sure when the next update will be so enjoy this one! I am posting the beginning of two new stories today as well and depending on which one gets more feedback will determine which is updates first so while this story is my priority the other stories keep me going while I think about my options. Anyway on with the show….**

Thanksgiving break went quickly as Kurt struggled to balance spending time with his family and fitting in quality time with New Directions too. He and Blaine exchanged numerous texts each day and he was relieved that his boyfriend seemed to be having a fun time in Boston. All too soon it was Sunday evening and Kurt found himself saying good bye to his Dad, Carole and Finn and making the two hour drive back to Dalton.

Driving back Kurt couldn't help but reflect on the short break and found it interesting how relaxed he had felt at home. They had no sooner bought the new house for the newly formed family then Kurt had moved to Dalton and into dorms. He was lucky that like all juniors and seniors he got his own dorm room (and Blaine had his own room too) but it was nice to be properly at home with his dad, Carole and Finn. Of course joining two families had taken time and last Thanksgiving had been tense as Kurt wanted to honour his mother's memory by using her recipes, the ones he had grown up with and his dad had got angry because it looked like his was putting his mom's memory above Carole's needs. They sorted everything out and talked in detail before Christmas that year to establish some new traditions so that this year had been fun and enjoyable and not at all strained.

As he pulled into his parking space at Dalton he checked his phone and noticed a message from Blaine informing him that he was already back along with Nick, Jeff and Wes and they were all going to head out for some dinner once David and Kurt arrived. Immediately Kurt felt his stomach lurch and bile rising in his throat and he had to stay seated in the car for a few moments breathing deeply before he could even contemplate moving without vomiting or passing out.

He suddenly realised that he hadn't felt at all compelled to control his food intake while at home. He didn't eat as much as he would have normally due to his stomach having shrunk after several weeks of eating little but the desire to leave large amounts on his plate, chop everything up, eat so little he had a buzz had been missing. He hadn't even been back at Dalton for five minutes and immediately he knew he would be falling back into those habits.

A beep from his phone brought him out of his panic and he looked to see a text from Nick;

**Hey, you nearly here? David's back and Blaine is starting to freak!**

Knowing he was only delaying the inevitable Kurt sent Nick a quick text and grabbed his stuff from the car.

**Just got back, need to drop my stuff off first.**

Smiling as he heard the familiar pattern knocking on his door Kurt slowly walked over to his dorm door and opened it only to be pushed back inside and kissed deeply while being manoeuvred against the wall. "Oh how I've missed you," was whispered in his ear followed by teeth gently nibbling on his ear lobe while long fingers skimmed their way along his jaw line.

"I've missed you too and while this is fun I'm pretty sure the others are going to barge in any second!" As if on cue Kurt's door flew open, narrowly missing the two boys pressed against the wall.

"Seriously you two!" exclaimed Wes, "You can spend the rest of the evening making out, right now we all need food and to catch up with Kurt."

"I was trying to catch up with him," Blaine muttered under his breath while the other five boys, Kurt included, couldn't help but laugh at the lead singer's pouty face. Kurt grabbed his hand and squeezed tight before pulling him out of the room to follow the others.

….

Kurt and Blaine rode in Nick's car with him and Jeff while Wes travelled with David and they all met up at the new Chinese restaurant that none of them had had a chance to check out yet. Ordering a variety of dishes that they were all going to share the boys fell into an easy discussion about the holiday. Kurt felt himself relaxing as the discussion moved through each boy with lots of joking and teasing as they told tales of burnt cakes and drunk cousins.

Blaine sat close to Kurt, his hand resting gently on top of the other boys' just enjoying the connection again. While it had been good spending time with his parents it had also giving him lots of time to think as his dad was often in meetings and his mom had arranged several lunches catching up with some friends. Time to think was something that Blaine relished but had little of and as usual his thoughts had quickly turned to his boyfriend. He could picture his face, feel his soft skin on his fingers and the taste of his lips but there was something else nagging Blaine's subconscious and the break had given him time to evaluate what it was.

On the surface Kurt was still loving, caring but beneath the façade Blaine could feel something was troubling him. The pale boy was even paler than normal, he was quieter too and didn't seem to join in as much. The fact he didn't seem to know about the pizza outing puzzled Blaine as it had been a highly anticipated event, any chance for the Warblers to get together and relax was always a greatly discussed topic. Thinking over the last few weeks there had been quite a few things that Kurt had not realised, nothing major but a couple of movie nights that he hadn't come too saying he was either tired or had too much homework and he had not joined their little group in the common room on two occasions when they had agreed to get together and catch up.

The more Blaine had thought the more bizarre he realised Kurt's behaviour had become in certain areas, he was always tired despite seeming to go to bed earlier than everyone else and he was wearing more layers than normal claiming he was cold. Then there was the change in his eating habits. Blaine had been so happy to see the taller boy eating again after his illness it had taken him a few days to really take notice of the fact he was leaving a lot on his plate. The lead singer didn't know what to think of the cutting up of all the food, it looked like he was preparing it for a small child to eat. The thought had occurred to him that maybe Kurt had something wrong with one of his teeth or an ulcer, something like that in his mouth but he realised that didn't make much sense. He also knew that Kurt had been missing from meals on the day he had student council meeting because David and Wes had been teasing him later about Kurt having snuck out of school to see him during his break from the meeting which he knew hadn't happened. Did this mean Kurt had gone off campus with someone else for lunch or had he missed the meal totally?

No matter how Blaine had looked at the evidence he ended up with more questions than answers. In the end he had decided to just keep watching Kurt's behaviour closely and offer him as much support as he could.

Sitting close to the blue eyed boy Blaine watched as his face lit up in laughter as David explained how his cousin and her boyfriend had tried to sneak upstairs straight after dinner one night only to be caught by his uncle who was not impressed. He then saw how Kurt's whole body tensed up as the food arrived at the table. Blaine couldn't understand why Kurt was reacting in such a strange manner, why food suddenly seemed to cause his beautiful boyfriend to become so stressed. He released Kurt's hand so they could begin to put food on their plates but he continued to watch Kurt from the corner of his eye. He could see him breathing deeply, clearly trying to calm down so Blaine leant over and began to gently rub his back in an attempt to help him relax. Sadly this had the opposite effect and Kurt, deep in thought trying to prevent a panic attack, jumped in the air, knocking over his drink which spilt over the table and his leg.

"What the hell Blaine!" yelled Kurt, jumping up and grabbing napkins as he dashed to the bathroom to try and contain the problem.

Blaine, tears forming in his eyes, jumped up to follow but Jeff pulled him back down. "Let Nick go instead, he needs to calm down before he talks to you." Jeff, Wes and David all looked at each other in confusion while Blaine attempted to mop up the spilt drink.

"Are you OK?" Wes asked hesitantly. The boys all knew that Blaine hid his stress well so no one was sure why he seemed so upset over a spilt drink.

"Fine, just feeling a bit stupid. I've managed to ruin the night."

"It's a spilt drink Blaine, I'm sure Kurt knows how to get coke off his pants. You've hardly ruined the evening. Now c'mon let's all get started before David eats the tablecloth!" reasoned Wes.

…

In the bathroom Kurt was gently dabbing a damp paper towel on the wet patch of his pants. Focussing his whole attention on this task made it easier for him to ignore the whirling panic still going on in his head and stomach. Slowly the door creaked open and Nick stuck his head round shouting, "Are you decent?" as he did.

"Yes, I'm still fully clothed," mumbled Kurt as he quickly checked his face in the mirror to ensure he didn't look puffy eyed.

"Thank goodness," joked Nick as he came fully into the room. "I love Jeff but he has some real jealous issues! Can you save them?" he asked pointing to the pants.

"Yes I think so, there's not too much coke on them," biting his bottom lip he looked at Nick and cautiously asked, "Is Blaine OK?"

"He'll live, he got a fright more than anything."

"I shouldn't have yelled at him, he was only trying to help."

Nick looked at the boy's pale face, "Help with what?"

"Oh nothing, it doesn't matter."

Realising he wasn't going to get anything else from him Nick asked, "You ready to go back out, the food will be getting cold."

Immediately that simple phrase brought Kurt back to the original problem. "You go, I'll just need to use the bathroom while I'm here." Taking several deep breaths as he watched Nick leave the room Kurt knew he had to calm down before he went out again. Splashing some cold water over his face and his wrists he took practised deep, calming breathing telling himself over and over that he could do this, it's just a meal (and maybe, just maybe the food would all be gone by the time he got back out.)

….

The boys all looked up as Nick slid back into his seat and immediately started spooning noodles onto his plate. As he reached over to get the sweet and sour pork Jeff tapped his arm to get his attention. "What?" Nick asked annoyed, he was hungry.

"Where's Kurt? Is he OK?" asked Jeff, watching Blaine as the tenor looked ready to run into the bathroom any second.

"Oh he's fine, he only got a small amount of coke on him but he wanted the bathroom so I left him to it."

As David reached over to get some more chow mein Wes, always the voice of reason, suggested, "Blaine, why don't you fix him a plate and then at least we know he's not going to miss out on food."

Blaine quickly agreed but in his thoughts he was also slightly hesitant, if Kurt was stressed about food for some reason losing control of his meal was not going to go down well. Thankfully Kurt appeared back at the table before Blaine had put more than one spoonful of boiled rice on his plate. Putting the spoon back in the rice Blaine handed the plate to Kurt with a smile.

"Thanks," said the taller boy, "And I'm sorry for freaking out, it was just an accident." With that they leaned over to give each other a quick hug and allow the meal to continue in peace.

Kurt took small spoonfuls of several dishes bulking his plate out with more rice and then appeared to join in more with the conversation rather than actually eating. He ate a few mouthfuls but was still found himself desperate to leave lots on the plate, his stomach was in knots as he noticed Jeff's empty plate but relaxed as he saw the blonde boy heaping his plate with various dishes filling it back up again. Looking round he noticed everyone else was onto their second or third helping and no one was paying any attention to the plates, food was being shovelled into mouths almost subconsciously. With that knowledge Kurt felt confident in being able to slow down and only eat what he felt happy with, if anyone was looking they would assume he was on his second helping and had finally had enough. Little did Kurt know that his boyfriend was most definitely paying attention to how much he ate and was not happy with what he saw.

"So Blaine," started Wes in a loud voice, "You know how you have that huge dorm room…."

"Yes," came the hesitant reply.

"Warblers game marathon on Saturday evening will be held there! We're thinking 'Call of Duty' this year. Any problems? No, great!"

Blaine opened his mouth to protest but quickly shut it, he knew the competition would be held in his room regardless of whether or not he agreed so it was easier just to say yes and save himself the hassle.

The conversation continued to flow easily between the six friends with the good natured teasing and joking part of the course. All too soon it was time for the boys to make their way back to Dalton before curfew and face the reality of classes resuming in the morning.

Blaine walked Kurt to his room and snuck inside for a few minutes. Nothing was said, they automatically made their way over to Kurt's bed and lay down facing each other lip locked until a knock at the door interrupted them. "Break it up guys," yelled Brian, the student supervisor on duty that evening, "Blaine you've got two minutes to be back in your own room before I give you a demerit."

Pulling apart Blaine looked deep into Kurt's eyes which were a bright blue at that moment, "Guess I'll see you for breakfast then. Goodnight gorgeous." Before Kurt could reply they heard Brian yelling at Jeff that he had two minutes to get to his own room which made both boys giggle.

"Glad we're not the only ones in trouble," laughed Kurt. "See you tomorrow, now getting going before he does give you a demerit." With a final peck on the lips Blaine left Kurt's room and ran down the corridor to his own high fiving Jeff as he passed, hurrying in the opposite direction.

Safely in his own room Blaine couldn't help but think over the evening. Kurt was fine, more than fine in his dorm room after dinner and had appeared relaxed at the restaurant right up to the point the food appeared. No matter how Blaine thought about it food seemed to be the answer but he could not work out what the problem was. Did Kurt think he needed to lose weight? Was he unhappy with his body in some way? Did he think Blaine didn't love him enough or was looking for someone else? Blaine knew just how much he loved the counter tenor but perhaps he wasn't showing it enough, starting in the morning Blaine was going to show Kurt just how much he loved him.


	9. Chapter 9

**OK, this chapter has been a nightmare to write as it needs to tie up the loose ends going back to the first chapter before the story moves on. There are more author notes at the bottom but I don't want to say too much here and spoil the chapter.**

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All too soon it was Monday morning which was really nobody's favourite time of the week. After several days of sleeping late and setting their own pace suddenly the boys at Dalton were forced back into uniforms and rigid routine. For most it was easy, it took a lot of the thought out of the day. For Kurt is had become his most hated day.

Kurt dragged himself out of bed trying to supress the thoughts and fears which had plagued him all night. He showered quickly knowing he was would need plenty of time to apply concealer to hide the bags under his eyes and bronzer to make his face less pale before people started asking questions. On Sunday evening Kurt had cried for hours and somewhere around 1am had realised he didn't know what he was crying for. It had taken him another two hours (at least) before he had finally fallen asleep only to be woken a few hours later by his alarm. He had been constantly fighting with Blaine before the holidays which made him sad and angry, he had developed this strange fear of eating after having the sickness virus and the thought of another week in depressing, restrictive uniforms being herded around was thoroughly depressing him. Another week loomed large of having to fit in and Kurt wasn't sure how to accept not being totally himself anymore.

Lying awake in the early hours of the morning did have some advantages though, it gave you plenty of time to think. No one called or sent texts or needed to talk, you legitimately could lie in bed staring into space and not worry that you should be finishing off some homework. So Kurt had taken time to lie and think about what had happened over the last few weeks and why he felt so mixed up and emotional.

Blaine – Blaine was always Kurt's number one priority and he hated the way he had snapped at him in the restaurant, it made him feel so stupid because he knew all Blaine had tried to do, well since he had arrived at Dalton was help and protect him. At the same time though Kurt hated feeling so reliant on him, he had other friends at school but more often than not he and Blaine went to everything together. Did people really know who Kurt was?

Maybe that was the problem, no one really knew Kurt anymore. He was part of Klaine but while Blaine had had a year at the school without him Kurt hadn't had that chance to establish himself. From the minute he arrived he was always with Blaine who looked after him, first as a mentor and now as his boyfriend.

Wasn't that what Kurt had always wanted, to have someone to be with him, text him and make plans with him. Most importantly hadn't he always wanted someone to love him? Why was he suddenly feeling so constricted by the man he loved?

Suddenly it hit him, he had nothing to control and that was why the hunger felt so good. At Dalton he had to fit in, wear the uniform and follow the rules and routines. He was told when to eat, what to eat (granted from a good selection but sometimes you just wanted to eat cookie dough for lunch), when to go to bed, where he was allowed to be and which rooms he was not allowed to be in.

The Warblers was tightly controlled, they were a good group but they didn't just freestyle like New Directions, he couldn't just announce that he wanted to sing (apart from that one performance of Blackbird but that had been an exception rather than rule). He missed the laughter and drama of the McKinley group, he missed the girl's sleepovers and heck he even missed Mr Schue's attempts to rap! With the Warblers it was all routine, rules and protocol and it was starting to stifle him.

The one good thing he really had at Dalton was Blaine but even he was controlling in his own way. When Kurt thought it over Blaine had chosen the last four movies they saw at the cinema, they almost always went back to Blaine's room, Blaine always came and got him for meals and recently had even starting suggesting which weekends would be best for Kurt to go home so that they could plan things for them to do.

Literally everything that Kurt held dear was being stripped away, slowly and silently until he was just left as an empty shell. Hunger was almost the only thing he had left and he was not letting that go!

…..

As Kurt put the finishing touches to his 'I'm fine this Monday morning' makeover Blaine arrived at the door knocking with a flourish before bouncing in. He grabbed Kurt away from the bathroom mirror and pinned him up against the wall kissing him enthusiastically. Kurt, while surprised by this eager show of affection kissed and several minutes later they were still lip locked, hips pulled close together and hands exploring, in the bathroom when they were interrupted by loud laughing. Pulling apart they both looked towards the door to see David and Nick standing in the open doorway.

Kurt felt his face was red enough to heat the whole building as David announced, "I hadn't realised you two were planning on putting on show, perhaps you should advertise it more next time. I know Jeff for one will be devastated to miss it."

"You couldn't even shut the door when you came in?" mumbled Kurt, punching Blaine lightly on the arm.

"C'mon you two, we're going to miss breakfast if we don't hurry and I think what you two were getting to uses more fuel than it produces!" Nick and David turned to leave making a show of closing the door behind them.

Blaine turned to Kurt with a guilty smile, "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure you knew how much I love you and you looked so cute over here fixing your hair that I didn't….." Kurt cut him off with a brief peck on the lips.

"Don't worry about it, it's probably a good thing otherwise we might have ended up late."

"C'mon then, let's get some breakfast before I have to face the horror that is geography," Blaine chuckled.

Kurt looked back in the mirror, "you go ahead, I need to fix my hair again, it seems to have got all flattened!" Blaine looked pointedly at Kurt, he had a sinking feeling that he knew where this was going. The countertenor however was not going to be swayed, "Go Blaine, I'll catch you up in a few minutes." Sensing there was no point staying Blaine left the room and made his way down to breakfast picking up an extra apple and protein bar in the hope that Kurt would indeed arrive before class and could be persuaded to eat them.

…

As he had predicted Kurt did not arrive in the dining hall before the warning bell sounded and Blaine didn't have any classes with him until after lunchtime so he carried the bar and apple with him in case he passed his boyfriend in the corridor. However not only did Blaine not see Kurt between classes but he did not turn up for lunch either. Blaine tried to focus on eating his chilli rather than looking towards the door every few minutes but as time went on it got harder. Nick and Jeff were deep in conversation about some band they were hoping to get tickets too when Jeff became aware of Blaine's distracted attention. "You ok?" he asked casually.

"Yeah, just wondering where Kurt is."

"Oh Mr Timpson wanted him to wait behind after biology, something about his make up work from when he was sick."

"Surely that wouldn't take his whole lunch break though." Swallowing his last few mouthfuls of chilli quickly Blaine stood up, "I'm going to find him since he's not answering his phone. If he appears could you please make sure he eats something." Nick and Jeff exchanged puzzled looks but agreed with what Blaine said and were engaged in another discussion before the curly haired boy had left the room.

….

Blaine made his way to Kurt's biology room swiftly but there was no sign of either Kurt or Mr Timpson, the teacher. He then ran across to the dorms but again there was no sign of his boyfriend. Constantly hitting redial on his phone to try and speak to the boy was also proving a waste of time and Blaine was really starting to panic that something had happened to the thin boy. Deciding that the library is probably a good place to try and failing that the nurse, Blaine crossed the courtyard between the dorms and main building fiddling with his phone still trying to reach the elusive boy.

Just as he pulled open the main door he heard a high voice calling his name. "Kurt, there you are! Where on earth have you been?"

"Sorry I had to stay behind in biology and then one of the guys in my French class needed some help with a translation."

"I've been calling you constantly." Checking his pockets Kurt couldn't find his phone anywhere and a search of his bag also proved useless.

"Damn, I think I left it in my room this morning, I'd better go and get it."

Blaine grabbed his arm, "Wait, have you had anything to eat? Lunch is nearly over"

"Yes, I had a sandwich from the little lunch stall over by the art block." Blaine watched Kurt's eyes narrow and his lip twitch in a strange way as he answered but he wasn't sure if that was because he was lying or if he was anxious to look for his phone. Either way Blaine wanted to be sure Kurt had eaten so he rummaged in his bag for the protein bar and apple from breakfast.

"Here, I got them for you this morning, they'll top up your lunchtime sandwich nicely. Now c'mon and we'll go get your phone." Leaving Kurt no room to refuse Blaine watched him eat the bar on their way over to his room and having retrieved the boy's phone Blaine insisted he ate the apple on his way to their next class. As Blaine sat down in his calculus class he couldn't help but let himself feel a little bit of pride that he was a good boyfriend and was able to support Kurt through whatever was going on.

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The rest of Monday and Tuesday went passed in a blur for most of the students. Midterm exams were coming up over the next three days and since several departments set group presentations as part of the exam work stress levels were rising. As Blaine flopped down in his seat at breakfast on Wednesday morning he leant his head on Kurt's shoulder with a whispered, "They're trying to kill me by overloading my brain."

"Poor baby," chuckled Kurt gently rubbing his cheek. "I know how you feel, I've got my French presentation tomorrow and the exam on Friday morning and right now I can barely think in English let alone French!"

"We need some down time," said Blaine firmly planting a kiss on Kurt's cheek.

"So not the kind of down time we're inviting anyone else too."

"Nope! It's definitely a two man down time. Come to my room tonight, we can put on a movie and not watch it!"

"I can't, I've got to meet Liam and Tyler at 8 to run through our presentation and then we have to practice for our oral exams on Friday, sorry."

Blaine snuggled closer into Kurt's neck, he still needed to study one last chapter for his chemistry exam on Thursday morning as well so really couldn't sacrifice the whole evening. Pulling back he grabbed Kurt's hands, "How about one hour?"

"One hour of what?"

"We have dinner early today, we can study on our own for a bit and then you come to my room at 7 for one hour and we can help each other relax before you meet Liam and Tyler at 8. It's just one hour but honestly if I don't get some alone time with you I don't know how I can go on." Putting one hand on his forehead Blaine flopped over onto the table in dramatic fashion causing Kurt, Jeff and Wes, who had joined them to laugh manically.

Standing to clear his tray before he headed up to art to put the finishing details on his art midterm Kurt leaned over, kissed Blaine's cheek and whispered, "It's amazing what you can do in one hour."

…..

That one hour on Wednesday had proved invaluable as the rest of the week they barely saw each other in passing. It was full on studying, presenting and exams which finished around 5pm on Friday.

After dinner on Friday the boys had all gathered in the common room to watch movies and eat junk food and just try to come down from their stress high. Kurt had suggested he and Blaine sneak off but David and Wes had overheard their plan and stuck to the two Warblers like glue, insisting that they had to bond with the rest of Wilson dorm and share the pain and relief everyone was feeling. Around 9pm Kurt had casually asked were Nick and Jeff were and Thad had been sent to retrieve them for whatever private time they had planned.

As Kurt moaned at Wes yet again about the fact he and Blaine would rather de-stress by themselves Wes had clearly reached his limit. Turning quickly to face the two boys he said in a yelled whisper, "Look, I'm on curfew duty tomorrow since I'm already responsible for making sure all the Warblers get back to their rooms. If you will stop bitching at me tonight and just let us all enjoy the fact exams are over then I will turn a blind eye to the fact you are not in your own room tomorrow night Kurt, deal?"

Kurt and Blaine grinned at each other in glee but before either could say anything Jeff appeared behind the couch with Nick and grabbed Wes' hand to shake it, "Nice one Wes, thanks."

"I think I said Kurt's name not yours Sterling!"

"Yes but you would hate the dean to hear about your offer and think you're not taking your responsibilities seriously would you?"

"Fine, you and Nick can spend the night together as well. Just one thing all of you, I do not want to know what you get up to and if there are complaints about any noise then I know nothing about it, understood?"

A definite chorus of, "Yes Wes," came from the four very happy singers.

…

After sleeping late on Saturday Kurt made his way along to Blaine's room to help him set up for the evening. Between Thad and David setting up the gaming system, Wes bringing cushions and beanbags from wherever to provide places to sit, Trent and Nick popping in and out with drinks and snacks and a very excited Jeff bouncing into the room at random intervals there was barely a minutes peace.

Kurt helped Blaine to clear away most of his photographs and expensive items like his laptop and good camera in case they got damaged. Most of it got moved into Kurt's room but some things were just put in drawers. Everytime the boys thought the room was ready and they could have a little time together someone else appeared. In frustration Blaine suggested they went to lunch right at 12.30 in the hope that they could have some time alone after as everyone else would still be eating lunch but there seemed to be a stream of freshmen checking which room it was in, what time it started etc along with older students who just seemed intent on interrupting.

By the time 6pm arrived Kurt and Blaine were pretty relieved to see everyone arriving as at least they knew in a few hours they could be together for the whole night.

**My plan was to look more into Kurt's thinking and also more about his relationships and feelings at Dalton, why he needs the control. I also don't know how realistic it is to have exams over three days but we used to have them over that period so it works for me (but again I'm British and have never been to an American high school) and I don't want to drag out the whole exam thing. This concludes the first part of the story and now we can all move on and explore the effects of the control.**


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Glee, Angst, Hurt-Comfort