A/N- I really appreciate the follows and favorites! I hope you all continue to like it! Thank you, also, to those of you who have commented so far! It is greatly appreciated! If you like something or don't like something, feel free to let me know! I see this skipping around POV's but please don't hold me to that, right now, I'm feeling Blaine, but I can see it being interesting from different character perspectives.

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-Also, thank god for the Klaine scenes this week! LOVED IT!

Chapter 2

This was mortifying. Absolutely the most humiliating thing that could ever happen to him. He should be fine. He's danced around a Gap singing to a guy he barely knew, but that was nothing compared to this.

"Blaine, I promise it's not a big deal."

He didn't understand. How could he understand? Blaine stared straight ahead. Well..stared is a term he loosely uses now. He knew that directly in front of his bed was his desk, he knew that. He had not changed anything in his room since he had moved back home from Dalton and started at McKinley. That was all knowledge just sitting in his memory. Memories and nothing more because he stared ahead but he saw none of it.

"Hey," A hand on his cheek brought him back from his musings, "Where are you at right now."

He closed his eyes. Turned his cheek into the comfort of the hand. Said nothing.

"Blaine?"

He sighed, "Kurt, I'm seventeen."

He heard nothing but knew his boyfriend's head would be tilted to the right and that his eyebrows would be knitted together in confusion. Another memory. Another useless fact.

"I don't understand."

"I'm seventeen and now I need help to the bathroom. The same bathroom that is in the same exact place that it has been since we moved in here when I was eight."

"It's not a big—"

"It is a big deal!" He raised his voice, he was sure that it shocked him more than it shocked Kurt, "I'm…I'm sorry, Kurt. I just…"

The pad of Kurt's thumb grazed his cheekbone tenderly, "It's ok. You're allowed to be stressed, this is a lot. You're allowed to be angry. Just talk to me about it?"

Blaine lowered his head. How could he convey how it feels to go from a happy, healthy, active teenager to suddenly being a burden? To someone who can't go anywhere without help because he has already fallen three times in the two hours they have been home from the hospital.

"I don't know how to do this." Well that was vague.

"Do what?"

He was biting his lower lip, Blaine was sure of it. He wished that he could see it. He loved it. There were a lot of things he wished he could see again. Was it too soon to want that already?

"Be incapable of doing anything. Be dependent. Be useless."

"Blaine Anderson." The hand left his cheek but Kurt's hands found Blaine's. He was curious about this. When Kurt wanted to prove a point, which Blaine was sure he was about to try and do, he would make Blaine look at him. Kind of useless now, he supposed Kurt realized this as well, so instead he just let his head hang, "You do not get to do that."

"Do what?"

"Feel sorry for yourself," A hand left one of his and lifted his chin…well there that was, "You are not useless and you are not going to be dependent for very long so don't get used to this," There was a smirk on his face…probably, "and you are most definitely not incapable of doing anything!"

"You have to walk me to the bathroom so that I don't fall down the stairs."

"Blaine, you're getting used to things being different than they were. It's going to be rocky starting off, but you're going in for that consult with the eye specialist next week and once you have surgery—"

"Best case scenario, I'll have to wear crazy thick glasses for the rest of my life and still have difficulties seeing."

He was sure Kurt would be glaring at him, but in a loving and affectionate way, of course.

"After the surgery you'll start classes to learn to do all of this on your own. This isn't a forever thing." He ran his hand through Blaine's curls, lightly massaging his scalp in the way he knew relaxed Blaine.

Blaine lowered his head again but didn't answer.

"Hey? Blaine, what is it?"

"That's exactly what it is, Kurt." He sniffed. Tears were falling again and God, could this be any more humiliating?

His face was lifted once again, tears wiped away with a thumb, "What is?"

"A forever thing…No matter what…this is forever. Nothing will be the same. We won't be the same."

"What do you mean?"

"You should just go now."

"What?"

"Before you wanting to help me wears you thin. Before the stress of having a boyfriend who can never give you the extraordinary life you deserve becomes too much. Kurt I don't want you to resent me. I don't want to break up but I can't stand knowing that you're staying with me because you feel guilty about breaking up with some blind kid."

"If that slushy had hit me like it was supposed to. If I was blinded…you'd leave me?"

Blaine's head shot up to where he thought Kurt was…he was probably off some, there was no way to tell, and he squeezed Kurt's hand tighter, probably too tight.

"No, no…never! I just mean—"

"What do you mean? How could you think so little of me? I love you more than anything Blaine. More than what you can or cannot see. I am not a shallow person. I know that I care about my clothes and designers and my hair, and yea, what other people are wearing, but Blaine, when it comes to you…Blaine, we're soul mates. I love you because there is no one who makes me feel like you do."

Blaine sniffed, the tears he had been able to ebb felt like they might return, "I'm sorry…I just…I hate this. Kurt, I hate this so much. I had so much planned for myself and it'll never happen now."

"You can't think like that. You are an amazing person, Blaine. No matter what challenges you face, no matter what, you are going to be great and great things are going to happen for you because you truly deserve them."

A thumb wiped the last of this round's tears away.

"Kurt?"

"Yea?"

"Can we lay down for a while? I don't want to talk about this any more."

"Of course we can, Blaine. But I thought you had to go to the bathroom?"

Blaine turned away from him and scooted in his bed a little so that Kurt could fit behind him. His boyfriend took the hint and he felt one arm tuck under his head and the other wrap strongly around his side.

Blaine found his hand and laced them together. He felt a kiss on the back on his neck.

"It can wait. I just want to lay here with you for a little while."

There was another kiss on his neck and the arm around him squeezed tighter, bringing him closer to Kurt.

"I'll still be here."

A/N-Let me know what you think so far! Other characters will make appearances next chapter, I just really wanted a Klaine chapter this time around.