Trust (Klaine)
Title: Trust
Prompt: reunion
Medium: fic
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Schmoop.
Summary: Kurt’s at Dalton now, and Blaine doesn’t know what to do or how to adjust. Sequel to Lover Boy.
Kurt arrives at Dalton on Friday. He’s introduced to the teachers and students in all of his classes. He’s given all of the make-up work for what he’s missed and a deadline for each assignment.
Blaine knows he shouldn’t expect to see Kurt much and he doesn’t. At least not at first.
Kurt was given a single room, one of the few left available for away students, and because of the bullying, Blaine knows.
Blaine was given a single room his first year at Dalton, too. This year he has a double with Tommy Quarters, carefully selected to not set Blaine off based on his personality and grades. He’s funny and constantly working on some convoluted project or another while hopped up on five shots of expresso. It makes learning Spanish vastly more interesting when he spits out conjugations while drawing a robot for his 2D Art Fundamentals class.
Maybe Kurt will have a cool roommate like Tommy next year. For now he can just catch up and make his own friends.
~*~
Kurt goes to the Warblers practice and they all welcome him cordially. Blaine’s glad because he can remember being that awkward, though in his opinion he embarrassed himself so much more on his first day.
He doesn’t look too happy at the end of it, but Blaine thinks that might be because this was his ideal school and he made it sound that way. Maybe it wasn’t as perfect for Kurt, but it had to better than McKinley. Here Kurt would be safe, with or without Blaine.
Blaine does make sure to secure him a solo however, and David gave it to him, probably because it was Blaine asking, but also because they knew he was good, too.
~*~
Blaine makes his way to his room later that day to find Kurt standing in front of his door rather awkwardly with a pile of books in his hands.
Blaine, for his part, sort of freezes for a moment before pasting on a smile and continuing to his door, about to ignore Kurt’s existence before he realizes that it would be kind of weird and talks to him.
“Hey, Kurt. What’re you doing here?”
Kurt seems flustered. “I just… When Tommy overheard me saying that I had a ton of work, he said that his roommate would probably love to help. I didn’t realize it was you, I’m sorry.”
It kind of stung that Kurt wouldn’t want his help just because it was Blaine. “That’s cool, Kurt. I could still help you, you know, if you wanted.”
“Are you sure its not a problem? I wouldn’t want to impose.”
“No, its fine. It’ll help me study, too, you know, If you can teach it, you know it, and all.”
“Thanks so much, Blaine. You’re a lifesaver.”
“No problem, Kurt.”
~*~
About midway through Kurt’s Honors Chemistry homework, after having finished about four months worth of Honors Algebra in three hours, Kurt looks up and says, “I missed you, you know? With my dad’s wedding, I didn’t get to talk to you for a week and I missed it.”
“You didn’t tell me your dad was getting married.”
“I didn’t? I could have sworn… maybe it was just too busy and I forgot. I’m sorry. Wes told me you were worried about me, I just didn’t assume it would be that bad if you knew I had planned a whole wedding and reception in a week. I’m so sorry; you must have thought the worst.”
Blaine smiled, for real this time, and said, “No problem, Kurt.” And he meant it too. Blaine knew that he and Kurt would be fine after this, as long as he let it.
~*~
Kurt had finished all of his work for Algebra and Chemistry by curfew at eleven. He was smart, and Blaine needed to help him rarely. He was able to finish the work he knew Kurt wouldn’t get to in time to do it together and he studied when he was done. Blaine was pretty sure he was now ready for his math and science midterms.
Blaine thought that he might also be ready to maybe start to try trusting people again. It was about time after all.
Prompt: reunion
Medium: fic
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Schmoop.
Summary: Kurt’s at Dalton now, and Blaine doesn’t know what to do or how to adjust. Sequel to Lover Boy.
Kurt arrives at Dalton on Friday. He’s introduced to the teachers and students in all of his classes. He’s given all of the make-up work for what he’s missed and a deadline for each assignment.
Blaine knows he shouldn’t expect to see Kurt much and he doesn’t. At least not at first.
Kurt was given a single room, one of the few left available for away students, and because of the bullying, Blaine knows.
Blaine was given a single room his first year at Dalton, too. This year he has a double with Tommy Quarters, carefully selected to not set Blaine off based on his personality and grades. He’s funny and constantly working on some convoluted project or another while hopped up on five shots of expresso. It makes learning Spanish vastly more interesting when he spits out conjugations while drawing a robot for his 2D Art Fundamentals class.
Maybe Kurt will have a cool roommate like Tommy next year. For now he can just catch up and make his own friends.
~*~
Kurt goes to the Warblers practice and they all welcome him cordially. Blaine’s glad because he can remember being that awkward, though in his opinion he embarrassed himself so much more on his first day.
He doesn’t look too happy at the end of it, but Blaine thinks that might be because this was his ideal school and he made it sound that way. Maybe it wasn’t as perfect for Kurt, but it had to better than McKinley. Here Kurt would be safe, with or without Blaine.
Blaine does make sure to secure him a solo however, and David gave it to him, probably because it was Blaine asking, but also because they knew he was good, too.
~*~
Blaine makes his way to his room later that day to find Kurt standing in front of his door rather awkwardly with a pile of books in his hands.
Blaine, for his part, sort of freezes for a moment before pasting on a smile and continuing to his door, about to ignore Kurt’s existence before he realizes that it would be kind of weird and talks to him.
“Hey, Kurt. What’re you doing here?”
Kurt seems flustered. “I just… When Tommy overheard me saying that I had a ton of work, he said that his roommate would probably love to help. I didn’t realize it was you, I’m sorry.”
It kind of stung that Kurt wouldn’t want his help just because it was Blaine. “That’s cool, Kurt. I could still help you, you know, if you wanted.”
“Are you sure its not a problem? I wouldn’t want to impose.”
“No, its fine. It’ll help me study, too, you know, If you can teach it, you know it, and all.”
“Thanks so much, Blaine. You’re a lifesaver.”
“No problem, Kurt.”
~*~
About midway through Kurt’s Honors Chemistry homework, after having finished about four months worth of Honors Algebra in three hours, Kurt looks up and says, “I missed you, you know? With my dad’s wedding, I didn’t get to talk to you for a week and I missed it.”
“You didn’t tell me your dad was getting married.”
“I didn’t? I could have sworn… maybe it was just too busy and I forgot. I’m sorry. Wes told me you were worried about me, I just didn’t assume it would be that bad if you knew I had planned a whole wedding and reception in a week. I’m so sorry; you must have thought the worst.”
Blaine smiled, for real this time, and said, “No problem, Kurt.” And he meant it too. Blaine knew that he and Kurt would be fine after this, as long as he let it.
~*~
Kurt had finished all of his work for Algebra and Chemistry by curfew at eleven. He was smart, and Blaine needed to help him rarely. He was able to finish the work he knew Kurt wouldn’t get to in time to do it together and he studied when he was done. Blaine was pretty sure he was now ready for his math and science midterms.
Blaine thought that he might also be ready to maybe start to try trusting people again. It was about time after all.