It Should've Been Me, Not You: Part 2
The day of Blaine's surgery dawned bright and early. Blaine woke at 7:30, fully aware of what was to happen in a few hours. It was a simple, routine procedure; he knew that. But it didn't stop him from being any less terrified. He sat up in bed, looking around the guest room of the Hudson-Hummel house. The guestroom he had been staying in for three days now. He had called his parents as soon as he had left the hospital with Kurt, Finn, and Burt. They had, as he'd predicted, been furious at the idea of having to end their trip early. However, as soon as Blaine had told them about Kurt's offer, they jumped on it. Willing to ignore the fact that their son would be staying with his boyfriend if it meant they could stay on their "business" trip.
Blaine stood slowly, his centre of gravity completely off. He slowly walked over to the closet where Kurt had hung a few items of his clothing. He pulled out a shirt and a pair of sweat pants before dressing and then making his way down the hall. Kurt's room was at the far end and Blaine could hear Kurt singing softly from inside. He knocked on the door softly and heard Kurt call, "Come in!" Blaine opened the door and walked inside, smiling at the sight of his boyfriend standing there getting ready.
"Hey," he said softly.
"Hey you," Kurt replied, smiling, "What are you doing up this early?"
"I couldn't sleep," Blaine said as he walked over and sat on Kurt's bed.
"Nervous about this afternoon?" Kurt asked, running his hands through Blaine's unruly curls. Blaine just nodded, not wanting Kurt to know just how scared he was. Kurt seemed to sense it anyway though as he saw down next to Blaine and put his arm around him comfortingly.
"Hey now," he said gently, "You know there's nothing to worry about right?"
"I know, it's just…" Blaine trailed off.
"Just what?" Kurt pressed.
"I'm scared," Blaine whispered, face burning in embarrassment.
"Oh Blaine," Kurt said, "You know there's nothing to be scared of right? Everything is going to be fine."
"I know, but I can't help it," Blaine said quietly.
"I know you can't Love, but I promise, everything will be fine. We're going to go to the hospital later today, you're going to have your eye fixed while I wait in the waiting room and drink terrible coffee, and then I'm going to be there when you open your eyes," Kurt assured him.
"You promise?" Blaine asked, feeling like a child.
"I promise," Kurt said, "Now, you wait here while I go get your pain meds and a new bandage for your eye," Kurt stood and walked out of the room while Blaine stayed sitting on his bed. Kurt returned a few moments later with the necessary objects. He let Blaine take the pills and then set to redressing his eye. After that, the pair laid down on top of the covers, wanting to just relax in each others company. Kurt held Blaine light, not wanting to hurt him anymore than he already was, but Blaine didn't care. He laid his head on Kurt's chest and gripped the taller boy's shirt. He needed to feel close to Kurt; he needed to hear his boyfriend's heartbeat. He had just started to drift off to the soothing rhythm when Kurt spoke.
"It should've been me," he said quietly.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"It should've been me, not you, that got hit by that slushy." Kurt had been thinking this since it happened, but this was the first time he'd said it out loud.
"What? No!" Blaine sat up, shocked, "Why would you say that?"
"Sebastian was aiming at me; it should be me getting the surgery today. If you hadn't gotten in the way…" Kurt said.
"Then I would be in your position," Blaine told him, "Blaming myself for what happened. But Kurt, this is not your fault, okay? The only one at fault here is Sebastian. He was the one who threw the slushy, he was the one who's been causing problems, and he is the one who tried to hurt you. Something I would never let him, or anyone else do, okay? I would never let anyone hurt you, never again." Kurt stared at Blaine for a minute, trying to think of something to say. Unable to come up with anything, Kurt did the only thing he could think of. He leaned forward and kissed Blaine before wrapping him in a hug.
"I love you," Kurt whispered.
"I love you too," Blaine said. The two boys laid down again and eventually fell into a blissful oblivion.
"Kurt, Kurt wake up." Kurt groaned softly, but didn't move.
"Kurt, c'mon buddy, wakey wakey." Kurt opened his eyes to see his dad standing over him.
"Dad? What's going on?" he asked sleepily.
"You gotta get up bud," his dad said gently, "We're heading to the hospital in about twenty minutes." It was only then that Kurt realized that he and Blaine were still cuddling in his bed.
"Dad, I swear, we weren't doing anything –" he said hastily.
"I know bud, I know," Burt said, chuckling, "But you might want to wake him up now so we can get ready to go." Kurt nodded and watched his dad walk out of the room. He turned his attention to the boy snuggled into his side and smiled. Blaine looked so calm and peaceful, Kurt hated that he had to wake him and tell him it was time to go. But, he knew he didn't have a choice, so he might as well get it over with.
"Blaine," he said gently, "Blaine, sweetheart, it's time to wake up."
"Mmm," Blaine groaned as he stretched slightly, "What time is it?"
"Its 11:10 Love, we have to leave in twenty minutes," Kurt told him. Blaine nodded, suddenly feeling very tense.
"Hey, don't worry okay? I'll be there the whole time," Kurt aid. The smaller boy nodded again and then sat up slowly, before getting off the bed and stretching again. Kurt stood as well and they walked downstairs hand in hand.
"Alright boys? Ready to go?" Burt asked.
"Yeah dad," Kurt said, knowing Blaine didn't want to talk. The trio left the house and Kurt and Blaine crawled into the back seat. Burt started the car and drove them to the hospital. They got Blaine checked in and the three followed a nurse down the hall.
"This is the room you'll be brought to after the procedure is done," she told them as she led them into a small room with a single bed, "You two can wait down the hall while it's being done and a nurse will come out a get you. For now, I'll leave you to get changed. Once you're dressed, climb into the bed and I'll be back in a minute to take you upstairs." Blaine nodded stiffly and watched her go.
"Alright," Burt turned to the two boys, "I'll go make sure all the paperwork is in order. I'll be back in a minute." He left the boys on their own and Kurt looked at Blaine.
"You okay?" he asked. Blaine shook his head, a single tear sliding down his face.
"Oh Blaine, shh, don't cry," Kurt said gently, "C'mon, let's get you changed huh?" Blaine changed slowly and then crawled into the cold hospital bed. Kurt sat next to him and ran his fingers through his boyfriend's hair. They sat in silence, taking comfort in the other's presence when the nurse re-entered.
"Alright, we're ready to get started," she said cheerfully. Kurt looked at her for a moment before turned back to his now pale and trembling boyfriend. Kurt stood up as two burses came in, attached and IV to Blaine and then got ready to move him.
"Kurt," Blaine said, terrified. He hated hospitals; the last time he had been here was after the Sadie Hawkins dance.
"You're okay, I promise," Kurt assured him, "I'll be right here when you're done. I love you. Everything will be fine." Blaine seemed to take little reassurance in these words but the look in Kurt's eyes told him what he'd said was true. Blaine nodded and allowed himself to be wheeled out of the room. They took him to a pure white, totally clean looking room. These were the places Blaine hated most of all.
"Alright Blaine, I'm going to put this mask over your mouth and nose and I want you to count backwards from ten, okay?" A difference nurse than before said and Blaine nodded.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven…six…five…" Blaine drifted into oblivion, thinking only of Kurt waiting outside.
That's part two of three! Hope you liked it! Let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!