Blaine slumped forwards, panting heavily as he finished his rendition of Cough Syrup, and Kurt got up, walking slowly towards him as he spotted tears on his boyfriend's cheeks "Baby?"

Blaine hurriedly wiped his eyes "Sorry. I'm sorry." Kurt gently wiped over Blaine's cheeks "Its okay baby. We've talked about this before. You don't have to hide your feelings from me."

Blaine rested his head against his boyfriend's shoulder, wrapping his arms around him "I'm just so scared. My Dad, he's… he's been acting worse recently. When I explained what happened with my eye and Sebastian, he said…. he said that if I hadn't been such a s-slut, this wouldn't have happened. B-but I'm not a slut, I only love you and how could my own father call me a slut?"

Kurt kissed his head "Shh, shh, baby, I know. I know you're not a slut. I love you."

Blaine tightened his hug on his boyfriend "I love you. I love you so much."

Kurt whispered "I'll always be here for you. I promise." He brushed his fingertips over where he knew the bruises where on Blaine's back "You know, you could report him."

Blaine shook his head "I couldn't. Cooper's never seen it because he's still in DC, and Mom is too under his thumb to back me up."

Kurt hugged his shaking boyfriend closer "Your Mom loves you, and hates to see you hurt. You know that."

Blaine shook his head again "Doesn't matter. She's too afraid of him to do anything about it. Its okay. I only have one more year, and then I'll be in New York with you."

Kurt leaned in and kissed him softly "You will be. And then you'll be safe with me."

Blaine sniffed, giving a small smile "And we'll be exactly where we belong."