Blaine was spending the night at Kurt's house with some of Kurt's friends- girls from his Glee Club. He was a bit concerned because he hadn't told Kurt about his condition yet and he really didn't know if he wanted to. He packed his things up, making sure he remembered his pills and his meter and headed out the door. He knew Kurt had noticed that he always goes to the bathroom before dinner and that he never ordered pasta at any restaurant they went to. Kurt had asked questions about the pack on Blaine's hip that Kurt deemed "unfashionable". Blaine just shrugged and said it was a cell phone case. He was sure Kurt had noticed that he had to go the doctors a lot. "Man, I'm worrying too much! I'll be fine!" He thought to himself. He soon hopped into his car and started to drive off to Kurt's house.
Blaine rang the doorbell at Kurt's house. Finn answered the door.
"Oh hey, Blaine, come in. Burt wants to talk to you for a minute. He asked me to keep an eye out for you."
Blaine was confused but he agreed. "Okay. Where is he?"
"In the shop. You know where that is, right?"
"Of course"
Blaine headed to the shop to go talk to Burt. He didn't have a clue about what he might want him for. Once he entered the shop he looked around for any traces of Burt. He saw him sitting on a chair in the corner working on fixing… something.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hummel, you wanted to see me?"
"Uh… yeah. Here, sit down." Burt noticed a silver colored bracelet that Blaine was wearing. It had a little red medical symbol on the front and it glimmered in the pale light of the auto shop. He pulled a chair out from next to him and offered it to Blaine. Blaine sat down and turned to face Burt.
"So Blaine, Kurt has told me that you've been acting different when you go out to dinner. He said you seem to be watching what you eat and you are leaving for a few minutes before you eat. I just want to know if anything is going on that I should be aware of. I see you have a medical bracelet. I have one too, somewhere, because I have heart problems. I just need to know about anything that may be going on."
Blaine fiddled with the bracelet around his wrist. He knew it was going to come out eventually, but not like this.
"Mr. Hummel, I will tell you, but you have to promise not to tell Kurt yet. I'm going to do that myself." He reached into his bag to pull out a little black case.
"Of course. I just need to know. I won't tell him, but I think he has the right to know."
Blaine sighed and took off his bracelet and opened the case. He showed the back of the bracelet to Burt, which was engraved in capital letters that said "BLAINE ANDERSON, TYPE 2 DIABETES".
"I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes about a month or two ago. It's mostly genetic. It's not a big deal, though." He pulled the meter and lancing device and showed them to Burt. He pulled out the bottle of pills that he needed to take and put them on the table.
"I have my blood glucose meter right here. The reason I leave is because I have to check my blood sugar before every meal. I watch what I eat because if I eat too much carbs my sugar will shoot up. I need to take these pills right after dinner and right after breakfast."
Burt nodded. "Anything else?"
"Well, sometimes I need snacks, but I brought some stuff with me. I'm fine, trust me."
"Thanks for telling me."
Blaine slipped his bracelet back on and zipped up his blood glucose kit. Somehow he felt this would be a long night, even though it was only 5 'o clock.