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Re: Pretty Things Fill 2b

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The drive the rest of the way home was quiet. Blaine just didn’t know what to say. Both Cooper and Kurt were worth so much more than what they did. He couldn’t ever imagine giving away something so special for a few dollars. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that someone could be so desperate to do that.

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Blaine’s parents had died a little over five months ago, killed in a car crash. They were never close, especially after he came out to them, but he knew that in their own way, they loved him. They babied him, definitely. Gave him everything that he wanted.

When they died, Cooper dropped everything in LA and came to live with Blaine in Lima. He had managed to get a job as a music teacher at the local elementary school. Cooper and Blaine inherited their parent’s house in Lima, which helped them save a lot of money.

His parents were well off, but both brothers found out about the huge gambling debt their father had raised. Cooper and Blaine weren’t poor in any means, but they had to be thriftier than Blaine was used to. Eventually they realized they couldn’t afford Dalton anymore, if they still wanted to live comfortably.

But Blaine could deal with going to a new school. He would make new friends. It was Cooper that sacrificed everything to come take care of him. Cooper had a life in LA, he was becoming successful. He left all of that for him.

As Cooper drove him to school the next day, Blaine squeezed his hand. With that gesture, he told Cooper, he accepted him, including his past. Cooper looked grateful.

Then, as he walked to the entrance, someone grabbed him.

Blaine spun around and saw a group of jocks smirking at him. “Hey new fag, we didn’t get to give you your welcome present yesterday. Why don’t we give it to you now!” Blaine closed his eyes. He had forgotten that this sort of thing happened at public school. The bigger boy dragged him to the dumpster. Blaine cringed as he realized what was going to happen.

“Hey!” Someone called out. “Leave him alone.” Blaine turned and saw Kurt. The jock’s eyes widened, and he dropped Blaine. The group scattered.

“Are you alright?” Kurt asked as he straightened out Blaine’s cardigan. Blaine nodded, too confused for words. Those guys seemed afraid of Kurt.

“Sorry about them. They’re jerks. They didn’t hurt you, right?” Kurt
looked satisfied when Blaine nodded. Well I’d better go.”

Kurt walked off, leaving Blaine thoroughly confused.