A/N: Okay guys, I'm sorry I went completely off radar this week; life has been CRAAAAZZZZYYY! I had band/choir concerts all week and oober amounts of homework and tests and essays and… oh my. Just a lot. So I'm sorry for leaving for a few days. :( - So this story is the classic Blaine is sick and Kurt takes care of him Klaine; Blaine is going to be a little loopy because of exhaustion stuff so… yeah. Be prepared.
(Kurt's POV)
God. Kurt. I'm going to die. Please. Save me. – Blaine
What's wrong Blaine?- Kurt
Sick. Bleh. L;afhoaihefoah;akna;flhaorih. I hate this. – Blaine
I'll be right over (: - Kurt
Blaine is one of those few people in my life that I would drop everything for in a second to help. Blaine was such a great help to me when I was being harassed by that damn Neanderthal, so I hold a special place in my heart for him. Of course, it's a little more special than everyone else but… Blaine doesn't need to know that.
I grabbed some soup for Blaine, along with The Sound of Music and Rent and ran over to Blaine's dorm. I knocked 3 times, alerting him I would be entering, and slowly entered the room. I looked at Blaine who was laying like a dead corpse on his bed. He was as sick as a dog, but damn, he still looked good to me. He was slightly paler in the face, and his hair was a messy ball of curls. He had used tissues and boxes all around him, along with bottles of nose spray and Vicks body rub. The best part, however, is that Blaine was shirtless; only wearing red and plaid pajama pants. Now, I know that I shouldn't be indulging myself over Blaine right now, but God, I am a teenage boy. And besides, Blaine doesn't need to know my thoughts
"KURT!" Blaine said with a sniffle
"Hello Blaine, how are you feeling?" I asked
"Well, Kurtie wertie bajurtie Kurtie, I'm going to be honest with you. I feel like shit. I feel like I just got hit by a bus, and then while I was spasming out on the ground the bus backed up in reverse and rolled me over again. I feel like a dirty hippo just sat on my chest. I feel like I just had intercourse with Rachel BA…"
"Okay Blaine, I get it, you feel like shit. Have you taken anything?" I asked
"Kurt why would I take anything? I don't steal. Why would you even suggest something?" Blaine said angrily. Yup, he was tired.
"No no Blaine, I'm talking about medicine. Did you take any medicine to help you?" I asked
"Yeah, I took some cold and flu cough syrup stuff but it doesn't feel like it's done anything." Blaine said before belting out a huge sneeze
"God bless you!" I said in a slightly high pitch voice I mentally cursed myself for
"GOD? WHERE! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO MEET HIM!" Blaine said excitedly
Oh my God, I think the only thing the cough syrup has done is wash away his intelligence.
"No, Blaine, that's just something nice you say after someone sneezes." I explained
"Oh. I really wanted to meet God. I wanted to thank him." Blaine said nonchalantly
"What did you want to ask him Blaine?" I asked curiously. This could be interesting
"I wanted to thank him for bringing you in my life." Blaine said with a smile and yet another sneeze. He reached for his tissue box, but it was empty, so I ran into Blaine's bathroom grabbing a new one and brought it out for him.
"Well Blaine" I said "I should thank God; even though I don't really believe in him. But if he is really real and I'm wrong, I want to thank him for guiding me to you too." I said with a smile. Of course, what I said had more meaning behind it than he would understand. Blaine doesn't need to know that.
"Kurtttttt." He said whiningly. Of course, I could care less if Blaine whined; he could make dying cat calls sound good.
"What's wrong Blaine?"
"I need more Vicks." He said
"Okay, where is it?"
"In the bathroom right next to my hair gel." Blaine said
I ran into the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet above the sink. There were 3 bottles of hair gel and 3 bottles of Vicks body rub. I grabbed one, shut the cabinet and ran out to Blaine. I handed him the bottle as I plopped myself on the edge of his bed.
"No, you do it." He mumbled, handing the container back to me
"What?"
"I don't want you. You put it on me." He said with his eyes closed.
I felt my face blushing furiously, and in that moment I was thankful Blaine's eyes were closed. Of course, it's not that I don't necessarily MIND doing this for Blaine but Blaine doesn't need to know that. I just don't want it to be awkward.
"W-Where do you want it Blaine?" I said nervously
"Just on my chest." He said, still with his eyes closed.
I opened the body rub container slowly and dipped my finger in the jelly. I still felt my face flaming hot in embarrassment and nerves. I looked at Blaine who still had his eyes closed.
"Are you ready Blaine? It's going to be a little cold." I said
"Bring it baby." He said with a smile
Did he just call me baby?
Slowly, I moved my hand to Blaine's chest and began to rub the Vicks on. I was beet red in the cheeks; but Blaine didn't seem to care. Blaine smiled and hummed
"Kurt, that feels really good." He said still with his eyes closed
Of course, I wasn't going to tell Blaine he felt good back. Blaine was beautiful; he was well defined but not over muscly, he was tan and was pretty much the perfect body type. But Blaine didn't need to know that.
"Good, I'm glad I could help" I managed to blurt out between my thoughts. I reluctantly lifted my hand from his chest and walked to the bathroom to wash my hand. I walked back and Blaine's eyes were open and he was sitting upright on his bed now.
"Blaine, I brought over The Sound of Music and Rent, would you like to watch one?" I asked. I watched Blaine's eyes instantly light up.
"Yes! The Sound of Music!" he said like a little 6 year old boy. I walked over to his TV and popped the musical. I turned around to see Blaine patting a space he opened for me next to him on his bed. I sat down next to him, his bare shoulder touching my clothed one. I was watching the movie, but was well aware that Blaine was getting sleepy.
"Kurtie?"
"Yes Blaine?"
"Thanks for making me feel better." He said, turning to me with those puppy dog eyes I craved. But of course, Blaine didn't need to know that
"Blaine, it's no problem. You know I'd do anything for you." I said with a smile
"And that's why you're the most beautiful boy I know." Blaine said nonchalantly
Blaine just called me beautiful….
"Well, thank you Blaine." I managed to spit out
"Kurt, there's just something about you. The way your hair flips, the way your eyes change color with your outfits, the way you are always so happy even when the world is trying to bring you down? It moves me. And I really like all of that and so much more about you." Blaine said with a smile
I am going to be honest; I have NO idea how to respond to that. And you have NO idea how happy him saying that makes me feel, even if he is in bed, sick with some cold and mildly high on exhaustion and cold medicines. But Blaine doesn't need to know that.
"Kurt, there's always one thing that makes me feel better." He said
"What is that Blaine?"
"You. You make me feel alive Kurt, even when I feel dead. Like today." Blaine said
"That's really sweet Blaine." I said. Of course, I wanted to lean over and attack his face right then and there, regardless of illness, but of course, Blaine doesn't need to know that.
"Kurt?"
"Yes Blaine?" I said with a soft quiver
"Will you hold my hand?" he asked
"Sure." I said. I held out my hand for him and looked down to see his fingers slithering their way into mine. He grasped my tight and then released. I admired for a few seconds how nicely our hands fit together, and how right this all felt. I looked up to Blaine, who was already staring at me.
"Tell me you like this just as much as you know I do." Blaine whispered
"I do." I said barely audibly.
Blaine smiled and leaned his head back on his pillow. He shut his eyes, and in a few minutes, he was deep in dream land, his hand still in mine. I closed my eyes and smiled, but was unable to sleep with all the thoughts racing through my head. I smiled to myself and decided to take a risk. I mean, Blaine was asleep, right?
I leaned over to the sleeping Blaine and placed my lips gently on his lips.
"Blaine, you don't know how much I love you. You're beautiful. And I want you to be mine." I whispered. He stirred slightly in his sleep, but didn't awaken. I rolled back over and smiled to myself. I had just kissed Blaine. But of course, Blaine doesn't need to know that.
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