Blaine opened his eyes slowly. He didn't know what had woken him up, seeing as he was a heavy sleeper. But something felt wrong. He fumbled for his phone to check the time. It was 3:14 am. But that's not what made him grimace. He saw the message signal and opened his inbox to see 6 texts from Kurt.

KURT: night babe xo (11:36 pm)

KURT: blaine? still awake? (1:34 am)

KURT: im scared, blaine. : ( please text back if ur awake. (1:36 am)

KURT: k…guess ill just try to sleep. night 3 (1:40 am)

KURT: blaine…idk y, but texting u just makes me less scared. love you so much. (2:07 am)

KURT: please call me when you get up! : ( (2:10 am)

Blaine sat up, worried. Kurt was so courageous, something awful must have happened for him to admit to being scared…multiple times. Right as the curly headed boy was going to call; he heard the unmistakable sound of someone knocking on the window.

Blaine stumbled out of bed and over to the window. He pulled back the navy and red curtain to reveal a face Blaine could not mistake for anything.

Kurt's eyes were red, and he was dripping wet. That's when Blaine noticed it was pouring rain. He fumbled with the window and threw it open, pulling the shaking boy inside.

Kurt stood just inside Blaine's dorm, dripping wet, his arms folded in front of his chest.

"Kurt, what happened?" Blaine asked as he shut the window and guided Kurt into the bathroom connected to his room. He gestured for his boyfriend to sit on the edge of the bathtub. He handed Kurt one of the spare towels, and Kurt wrapped it around his shoulders.

Kurt, who had been silent until the point, let out a shuddering sob. Blaine crouched down in front of Kurt. "Talk to me," Blaine said quietly, rubbing Kurt's soaked knee.

"It's cold, and I'm wet and scared and sleepy…and I needed to come see you so I did, and I almost was in a car crash and I'm scared still and I don't know what to do and…" tears and exhaustion took over the boy, and he collapsed onto Blaine. Blaine soothed the boy for a few moments until Kurt sat up. "S-s-s-sorry," he stuttered.

"Don't apologize," Blaine whispered as he stood and ran his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Look, let's get you some new clothes and I'll make some coffee, and we'll talk, alright?" he offered a smile to Kurt and went to go find some clothes.