A/N: so to those of you who usually read my stuff, this one is probably going to seem really random but I'm have a cold and all day at school today I just wanted to go to sleep sooooo bad and this little drabble popped into my head. I would say it takes place sometime between SLS and OS. Enjoy!
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Katie

He hated feeling like this. He very rarely felt sick but there was no denying that sick was currently the state he was in. He never was particularly fond of his alarm clock but this morning he seriously thought about taking a sledge hammer to it if he thought his aching muscles could actually bare it. He lugged himself out of bed though, thinking a shower would fix the claustrophobic congestion, the pounding, dizzy spin of his head, and the pins and needles throbbing in his joints.

The shower did help, the hot steam repairing the nights inflictions and giving him a false sense of health and ability to make it through the day. With this misleading notion he hopped in his car and began the hour and a half drive to Dalton. Dalton was probably one of the reasons he insisted on getting his exhausted body out of bed. He loved school now, loved his friends and teachers and lessons. Dalton didn't drain him like McKinley did. He left school happy at the end of the day before remembering the mountains of homework. That was another reason he got out of bed, the tough curriculum made it seemingly impossible to catch up.

By the time he took his seat beside Blaine in first period chemistry though, the heavenly shower began to where off. His eyes started drooping, mind feeling foggy and unfocused and the throb creeping back. All he could think about was his warm bed and soft pillow and the privacy of his room where he could cuddle up with his stuffed lion and blow his nose red raw and not be embarrassed to have people see him is the depleted state . He was cold too. He didn't realize he was shivering until Blaine leaned over, placing his hand on his arm to ask if he was ok and all he could focus on the welcome body heat radiating off of the comforting hand and close position.

"You don't look so good."

"Yeah, I think I have a cold."

"I can take you to the nurse if you just want to lie down."

"It's too clinical and awkward. I'll just tough it out till two thirty."

"Ok. Do you want to get a coffee during break? You look like you could use a little warmth and caffeine."

"That sounds heavenly."

By the time the bell rang to signal the end of first period, Kurt had all but nodded off on Blaine's shoulder. He just needed sleep and warmth and comfort. He thought about driving home but he didn't think he'd make it and the thought of missing classes just added stress to his already overwhelmed body. Really though, he might as well be missing classes. Nothing about calculating moles and volumes of acid/base neutralizations had sunk in and he had a sneaking suspicion that his notes would be illegible.

Off in his own little world, worrying about his sickly state, Kurt didn't realize that he had completely slumped himself into Blaine as the other boy paid for their coffee until that first sip of caffeine jolted him back. He pulled away quickly, the flush heating his cheeks quickly replacing the warmth that Blaine's body had previously supplied.

"Sorry, I'm a little off today."

"Don't worry about it and hey, at least you don't look so pale anymore."

"Right…well this is my class, thanks for the coffee."

"See you for lunch."

"If I live."

To BlaineyBear: uh, Blaine, ur boyfriend fell asleep on my shoulder

To Nicky: awww poor Kurt…and we're not dating btw

To BlaineyBear: I don't think u understand. I can't concentrate b/c ur boyfriend is using me as his own personal pillow and I think he's drooling a bit.

To Nicky: calm down. ur a boy; things like drool aren't supposed to gross u out. just let him be, I'll come get him after class.

To BlaineyBear: awwww u wanna take care of him cause u looooove him

To Nicky: did I not go out and get u medicine when u were sick? And I am most certainly do not love u so ur logic fails

To BlaineyBear: well so does the wire connecting ur brain to ur heart cause there is obviously some sorta communication break down there

To Nicky: well there's the bell. see u in a few

To BlaineyBear: ha, see, avoidance! U totally loooove him

To Nicky: I'm coming to see u, how is that avoidance?…logic fail!

Kurt blinked back to a semi-conscious state to find his body in even more disarray than before. His neck was sore now but that could have just been from the bony shoulder and awkward angle. Under normal circumstances he would have apologised profusely to Nick but at the moment he just wanted his body to stop screaming at him. He vaguely noticed Blaine hauling him to his feet and wrapping an arm around his waist to provide him support as he started guiding him out of the classroom and down the hall.

"Wait, Blaine, I don't want to go to the nurse. It's so cold and dreary and I don't like doctors."

"Don't worry, I know."

"Then where are we going."

"My dorm. You can take a well needed nap and I'll make sure to get all the notes you'll miss and then I'll drive you home after school."

"Oh."

Kurt had been in Blaine's room a number of times but never under these circumstances. He felt really awkward when Blaine set him down on his bed telling him to lie down while he got him some water. This was Blaine's bed. This was where he slept. Kurt didn't want to impose but he couldn't help gaze over at the fluffy pillow resting invitingly on top of the navy comforter. His pounding head seemed to attract to it like a magnet and before he knew it, Kurt had snuggled himself against it, pulling the thick blanket over his tired body, relishing in the much needed warmth and comfort. Initially, he had just wanted his own bed but he couldn't deny that Blaine's felt maybe just a little bit better, cozier, softer. It was probably the simple gesture behind it.

"Here's some water and some Tylenol, might help with the head and the joints. Do you want my teddy bear?"

"Thanks, but I don't want to contaminate all of your possessions."

"Nonsense, living in an all-boys dorm, a little head cold is nothing. Besides he's washing machine friendly."

"Well in that case, I could use a cuddle buddy."

"Alright, all set, now try and get some sleep."

"Night."

"Goodnight, Kurt."

The room was dark and quiet when Blaine left to head back to class but there was nothing weird or uncomforting about it. It was perfect. It was exactly what he needed. As he drifted off into a decent slumber, considering his state, a faint smile appeared across his lips as his faint remaining sense of smell picked up Blaine's cologne tangled in the sheets. He could have sworn that that perfectly charming scent of peppermint and sawdust cleared his sinus better than any medicine.