Perceived As A Problem (Klaine/Kurt Hummel)

Chapter One

"Can I have Jeffrey Sterling to my office, please?" The PA system says.

Blaine grinned. "Yes! Well, have fun with your roommate, Jeff." He winked, and everyone else laughed. The new student, also Jeff's new roommate, was Blaine's boyfriend.

Jeff laughed, heading to the office. They had all met Kurt, and they all loved him. Jeff was excited to be rooming with him, he was glad his roommate wasn't some jerk he hardly knew.

Jeff didn't have a roommate; originally it was Blaine that didn't and Jeff's roommate was Nick, but when he and Nick started dating they had to switch rooms. There was a rule about couples sharing dorms, so now Nick and Blaine were roommates.

Jeff walked into the office. "You requested me, sir?" He asked politely.

"Mr. Sterling, this is your new roommate, Kurt Hummel. Please show him to your dorm and answer any questions he has."

Jeff turned to Kurt, smiling. He stuck out his hand. "Nice to meet you."

Kurt held back a laugh. "Likewise."

As soon as they left the office they both burst out laughing. "So, lead the way, Mr. Sterling." Kurt joked.

"Certainly, Mr. Hummel." Jeff replied. They walked to the dorm, still chuckling.

Jeff noticed that something in Kurt's bag rattled as he walked. He wasn't about to ask what it was, though.

When they reached the dorm, Jeff opened the door. "So, Nicky and Blaine are across the hall."

Kurt nodded, walking inside. "I will always be impressed with the size and style of Dalton." He commented, looking around the room in awe.

"I know, right? Do you want some help unpacking? Blaine probably doesn't want to wait long."

Kurt snorted, shaking his head fondly. "I'm surprised he wasn't waiting outside the office, he's very impatient. Yeah, some help would be nice."

Kurt unpacked his uniforms and clothes, and Jeff decided to do his toiletries. There was two bags, so he took them both to the bathroom.

He opened the larger one first, pulling out many skin and hair care products. Once he finished unpacking that one, he unzipped the other one.

His eyes widened. Looks like he figured out what was rattling. In the bag was several pill bottles. There were pieces of paper covering the labels, with times on them.

He zipped the bag back up, setting it on the counter. He didn't know where -or why- Kurt wanted those.