Blaine's just closed his eyes with a mixture of long-suffering and tiredness as Kurt turned his head. He was ready to just cut his losses on that whole thing. He knew Kurt still had friends at McKinley, but Blaine didn't care if he never went there again right now. It scared the shit out of him getting hit after the prom, just like he had been terrified of. But at least he had been able to protect Kurt and prevent the same happening to him. That's all he cared about.

He didn't even bat an eyelid when Kurt started preening him. It was just one of those Kurt things, yet another way to show him affection. "I can't believe I Have a room mate. Just when I was getting used to having the room all to myself to snuggle my boyfriend into at night for naughty business," he joked, and threw Puck a smirk. "You better not snore, dude."