Fourth Prompt Post
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He forces himself to wait until his roommate, Leo, gets up the next morning before getting out of bed. As he pokes at the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror, he’s pretty sure he didn’t sleep at all. Concealer only works so much magic and Blaine spends all of breakfast fussing over him.
“You have to eat,” Blaine insists, pushing a plate with a muffin towards him. Kurt wrinkles his nose and pushes it away again. “Kurt.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Yes, you are.”
“I’m really not.”
“You’re just stressed out. You need to eat anyway.” Blaine pushes the plate back towards Kurt.
Kurt picks at the muffin and winds up eating about half of it before he spots Karofsky stepping through the big double doors.
“You can’t let him do this to you,” Blaine says, sighing. “He’s not going anywhere.”
Kurt grabs his bag and stands up. “I’m not letting him do anything. I’ll see you later.”
It’s lucky that Karofsky is a grade ahead of Kurt. It means that the only classes there’s even a chance of Kurt sharing with him are extra-curriculars, and apparently the only one they share is art.
Today they’re drawing negative space. “Don’t draw the plant,” Mr. Davis tells them. “Just draw everything around it. Draw the space.”
“This is stupid,” Blaine mutters, squinting at his paper. Kurt’s staring at his paper without really seeing it, trying not to look over his shoulder at where Karofsky is sitting. Blaine lays his hand over Kurt’s, startling Kurt into looking up at him. “Ignore him.”
“Easier said than done.”
“He hasn’t actually said anything to you, has he?” Blaine asks.
Kurt frowns. “No.”
“Well, maybe he won’t.”
“When did you become an optimist?”
“Someone has to balance you out.” Blaine grins at him. “I was just talking to David, and he thinks maybe we should wait until Karofsky actually does something before we jump all over him.”
“He already did do something,” Kurt says, pulling his hand away.
“I know, I know. I just…” Blaine sighs. “David thought maybe he wanted a fresh start too, like you did.”
“David doesn’t know anything.” Kurt crosses his arms. “I didn’t want to transfer to Dalton. I didn’t have a choice.”
Blaine leans back, looking hurt. “I thought you liked it here.”
“I do, I just-"
Mr. Davis interrupts them. “You boys need some help with the assignment?” he asks.
Kurt shakes his head. “No, we’re fine.”
Mr. Davis raises an eyebrow at their blank papers. “Alright then,” he says. “Make sure you’ve got something by the end of class.”
Kurt ignores Blaine when he tries to catch Kurt’s attention again, and focuses all of his thoughts on the space that the plant is not taking up.
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