Wandering toward his locker, Blaine slipped off his hoodie as he opened the door, hanging it on the inside and reached for his towel just as he thought he heard something. Freezing momentarily, old fears creeping in, he leaned back and called out, "Hello?", frowning just a little.
He definitely wasn't alone.
Blaine closed his locker and made his way toward the back of the room, the sound of someone breathing hard, and occasionally sniffling, growing louder. His shoulders relaxed slightly when he began to realize there was no danger--someone was upset. Unfortunately, the closer he got, the more familiar the sounds became. He smelled the scent of Kurt's cologne and hair spray just before he saw him.
Eyes widening in concern when he saw his boyfriend on the floor, Blaine rushed to him. "Kurt?" He asked softly, kneeling down beside him, and gingerly reaching out to touch his shoulder. "Baby, what is it? What happened?"