He could hear voices getting nearer, and he could recognise one as Kurt's. His Kurt. Beautiful Kurt.
"-any chance he can come home today?"
"We like to keep them in for at least 24hours, pain medication works a lot longer on a drip, but if you really want him then he can, just make sure he rests. And no strenuous activity for at least 2 weeks."
"Yes, of course."
Blaine turned his head as the voices got closer to his cage and his ears perked up as Kurt's face peeked in to smile at him.
"Hey, buddy. You ok, boy?" Kurt said and Blaine huffed a little in response.
"Do you need help getting him to the car?" the vet said to him and Kurt shook his head, and she nodded, "very well, I'll go get the pain pills for you then."
Kurt opened Blaine's cage front, and carefully lifted him out of the fluffy pillow and then readjusted him a little in his arms, before walking out a door and through a waiting area, to Finn standing next to the car outside. Finn smiled and ruffled Blaine's furry ears a little before he opened the door and Kurt placed Blaine on a cozy blanket on the seat.
Once they were home, Kurt placed Blaine on a rolled up comforter to rest, and told him to stay, while bringing his bowls to him from the kitchen, so he wouldn't have to go very far for a drink. He also placed some paper down on the floor so that Blaine knew where to do his business if he couldn't make it outside.
He hoped he wouldn't have to cage him to keep him resting, Blaine was a very excitable dog, very bouncy, but he would hopefully realise that he couldn't do his regular things right now, and take it easy.
Finn stroked over his head one more time before he left, and Kurt sat with Blaine, just stroking his fur while he rested. He couldn't believe what his dog had done for him, he had saved him. And he nearly lost his own life in the process. Kurt would say, without a doubt, that Blaine was his best friend.
He was there when Kurt was sad, he was there when Kurt was happy, he was just as worried about Kurt when he was angry, as Kurt was about him when he was down. He was the very best friend Kurt had ever had, and he silently thanked his brother for taking him down to the dog shelter to get him. Without Blaine around, Kurt wouldn't be the person he was, and he probably wouldn't be alive now without him.
"I love you Blaine, if only you could tell me the same." Kurt whispered into the fur on top of his dog's head, and a few tears dripped off of his face and got lost in the dark curly fur.
It took a few weeks for Blaine to be able to move around like he used too, and Kurt was incredibly surprised when Blaine had managed to jump up onto his bed to wake him after only 5 days of resting. He had stared at Blaine for a good ten minutes as he hopped about excitedly, and then laughed at him.
Blaine whined when he jumped off of the bed though, so Kurt knew that he wasn't really 100% better yet, it would take time. But after another week, they were making their nightly runs again. And trips to the park with a ball or a Frisbee, and Kurt smiled as Blaine jumped and caught it and didn't whine at all when he hit the ground again.
Blaine had become more cautious about who was at the door, every time it knocked he growled a little, but upon seeing friends and family, after a while he just remained silent and observant every time Kurt went to open it. Finn and Rachel stopped by more often, and Rachel actually hugged Blaine upon seeing him, which Blaine was a little confused at, and so was Kurt, but Blaine just wagged his tail at her attention anyway, to let her know it was appreciated.
Blaine also would shadow Kurt around the house at night. Kurt would laugh when he would stand next to him in the bathroom while Kurt brushed his teeth, or he would lay on the bath mat and wait for Kurt to finish his shower. Kurt absolutely refused him entry when he had to use the toilet, but Blaine had remained outside the door at all times.
He wouldn't go into the garden to relieve himself unless Kurt came with him, but Kurt really didn't mind, he was very much appreciative of his dog's protection and love. It made him happy, that a soul loved him so much they were willing to wait for him at all times.
Blaine was also sleeping in Kurt's room, sometimes on the end of the bed, and then sometimes curled next to Kurt on the other pillow. Kurt had laughed one time when Blaine had been cold and had crawled underneath the covers and plopped his head on the pillow beside him, but he never told Blaine to leave.
It was nearly Christmas, 6 months had gone by, and Kurt hadn't felt this happy since he moved to California, and that was all thanks to his amazingly loyal and loving best friend. He and Blaine had been curled up against each other on the couch, and Kurt had been explaining the story of Moulin Rouge to Blaine, who seemed to be interested because when Kurt had described something he had focused on it a little.
Kurt laughed when Blaine howled along with him when he started singing along to the music, and he had patted his head vigorously once it was finished.
"We make a great duet, you know?" Kurt had said and Blaine had stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth and gave him a kind of doggy grin, "Sometimes I wish I could understand you though, it would be better than having to guess huh?"
Blaine barked as if he was agreeing with Kurt and it made him smile.
"Come on boy, let's go to bed." Kurt said as he got up and pat his leg for Blaine to follow him.
Blaine had hopped under the covers again and Kurt laughed at him as he crawled in next to him. Blaine's eyes were bright and dark, shining in the low light of the street lamp outside the window, and Kurt stared back into the warm eyes of his canine friend, as he lay his head down next to him.
"You know Blaine, I feel like you're the only one who really understands me sometimes, even if I don't understand you." Kurt started getting choked up as Blaine just watched him with the same warm and kind expression on his furry face, "I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like I wasn't trying to understand, I try, I really do. You're my best friend, and I love you."
'Oh Kurt, my beautiful Kurt, I understand you.' Blaine thought as he nudged his nose against Kurt's, making his owner smile lightly.
"See, that's how I know you get it," Kurt said as he became tired, closing his eyes slowly and Blaine watched his face for a little while.
Then Kurt whispered as Blaine thought.
"Sometimes I wish you were human."
'Sometimes I wish I were human.'
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Kurt awoke to a wet sensation gliding over his cheek, and he groaned a little as his brain came to and he realised that Blaine had slept next to him last night. He pulled his face away a little, eyes still closed and the licking stopped for a minute, before the body next to him crept closer and the licking returned.
He groaned again as he pulled his face back, only to have Blaine follow him and continue.
"Blaine please stop licking me." Kurt groaned out in a sleepy voice, and placed a hand out to push the furry canine off of him, but his hand collided with a smooth skinned shoulder and he froze.
Kurt blinked open his sleepy eyes slowly, before he turned his face slowly to take in the figure beside him, and came face to face with a handsome human face staring at him in slight confusion. He screamed.
"Aaaahhh!"
"Ah!" The stranger yelled in surprise at being screamed at, and his hands moved up to cup over his ears.
Kurt yelled again and scrambled backwards away from the strange, wait is he naked, man in his bed, but then fell with a thud onto the floor.
The naked man, scrambled off of the bed too, trying to reach out to Kurt and Kurt batted his hands away before climbing quickly to his feet and backing away from the, devilishly handsome, man next to his bed. As the man went to move towards him again, on all fours, Kurt put his hand out and yelled at him to stop. He stopped.
"Who are you?!" He demanded and the man tilted his head in confusion before looking around behind him, and Kurt raised a confused eyebrow.
"Kurt?"
Kurt's and the stranger's eyes both widened as he said Kurt's name and he looked around confusedly for a minute or two before he sent a confused look towards Kurt, then he whined and growled and looked around the room again, as if he couldn't figure out if he had said the name or somebody was in the room with them. Kurt's eyes widened as the guy on the floor looked around and growled like a dog.
"Blaine?" Kurt whispered and the man looked back at him, smiling widely, but waiting, "Oh my god! Blaine?!"
The man still grinned at him, and Kurt shook his head, figuring that this might be a dream. This couldn't be real, Blaine was a man, a naked man, right in front of his eyes. His dog...was human?
"Blaine, come here boy." Kurt said shakily and he watched as the man grinned excitedly, wiggling his butt a little and walking on all fours over to Kurt's side, and then rubbing his head against Kurt's leg, "Holy shit, Blaine is that really you, sweetie?"
The strange man, Blaine, was looking up at him with a happy but confused look, and he was grinning and Kurt couldn't help but smile brightly back.
"Blaine, look at yourself, you've got hands." Kurt said down to him and Blaine tilted his head and then looked down to his hands.
He stared in shock as he raised them and turned them, and Kurt watched with a slightly amused expression as the look turned into a big grin as he then turned to the rest of his body to inspect it all. Then he looked back up to Kurt with the biggest and most excited look on his face before he laughed.
His hand shot over his mouth as he laughed and his eyes went wide as he pulled his hand slowly away.
"I can talk..." He whispered to himself slowly and then clapped his hands over his mouth again, and gave an excited squeal as he vaulted from the floor and jumped back onto the bed, a little wobbly on his legs, and then he bounced and rolled around laughing loudly.
Kurt stared at him with a smile for a second, before he blushed and looked away as he realised that this guy, Blaine, was still buck ass naked.
"Blaine!" Kurt called out and Blaine looked up at him from the bed, "Can you put some clothes on? People don't just walk around in front of other people nude."
Blaine looked down at himself and then grinned sheepishly up at Kurt, while he covered his lower region and Kurt released a breath as he looked back at him.
"Let me find you something." Kurt said as he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of sweatpants, throwing them in Blaine's direction and Blaine fumbled as he tried to pull them on.
Kurt watched him try and try to pull on the bottoms, before taking in a deep breath to calm himself before reaching out to help him, Blaine grinned up at him once he was covered and Kurt smiled back at him.
"So...breakfast?" Blaine asked with a hopeful face and Kurt laughed lightly, while moving towards the door.
Blaine had started off sitting on the kitchen floor while Kurt prepared breakfast, but after a couple of minutes Kurt laughed at him and told him to sit on a chair. Blaine looked sheepishly up at him for a while before placing himself gently on one of the chairs at the table.
Once it was finished Kurt couldn't help but stare across the table at him. Blaine inhaled his breakfast, which caused Kurt to wrinkle up his nose in slight disgust, but he wouldn't begrudge Blaine the freedom to eat how he liked.
"I erm..." Kurt started and Blaine raised his eyes to look at him as he tried to explain, "I don't understand...what happened. I mean one minute you're a dog and the next you're human, and in my bed, and naked. I don't know if this is still a dream or-"
"Kurt." Blaine interrupted, and Kurt looked back up from where his eyes had dropped to the table.
"What?"
"I'd like to think of this as a miracle," Blaine said with a small smile, "I mean, last night, and for quite a few nights in my life, I've wished to be able to talk to you, wished to be human. I can't believe it's happened either but I'm glad it did."
Kurt smiled shyly down at the table again as Blaine rambled on, he had such a smooth and deep voice, Kurt actually liked listening to him.
"There have been so many things happening over the past year," Blaine paused and Kurt nodded his head in understanding, thinking he meant Jason, but Blaine was eyeing Bailey on the counter, "I can't pretend it didn't hurt, when you got a cat."
Kurt laughed a little at that, and placed a hand over Blaine's on the table.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realise it would upset you that much."
"I've never liked cats." Blaine wrinkled his nose as Bailey jumped from the counter to the table, but he pushed him off onto the floor.
"Well up until yesterday you were a dog." Kurt told him, but then he shook his head, "Oh my god! What am I going to tell people? My dog is missing and there is a strange man in my house."
"Hey."
"Sorry...but it's true, that's what everyone else would think, and Finn...oh my god, Finn!" Kurt yelled and ran to his bedroom to grab his phone.
Blaine waited for Kurt to come back, but as he waited there was a knock at the door and he shouted to Kurt that he would get it.
"No, Blaine wait!" Kurt said as he ran back into the living room, but it was too late, Blaine had opened the door.
"Finn!" Blaine shouted excitedly and jumped onto his brother.
Finn backed up a little and tried not to fall over with a strange man wrapped around his chest, and Kurt appeared in the doorway with a stricken horrified look, and Finn looked down at the man on his chest and then back to Kurt with an uncomfortable and confused expression.
"Hey, Kurt. Who is this?" Finn said slowly and the man on his chest hopped off and backed away a little, the same stricken look on his face when he realised what he had done.
"Oh my god..." Kurt sighed out and the other man just stared for a while.
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Finn was sitting on the couch, with the curly haired man sitting beside him with a slightly sheepish smile, and Kurt had been pacing the floor for the last 20 minutes, trying to explain.
"Hang on, hang on," Finn said interrupting Kurt's murmuring as it was getting louder and higher, "let me get this straight. This dude here, is Blaine. The dog?"
"Yes, as strange as it sounds, yes." Kurt replied and sat down on the coffee table in front of them with a small sigh.
"Really?" Finn said as he turned towards Blaine and the guy nodded.
"It's really me, Finn."
Finn sat silently for a moment, and Kurt thought from his blank expression that they had somehow managed to break his brother, but after a while Finn's face kind of melted into a chilled out expression and he smiled a little.
"This is so cool," Finn exclaimed and Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Don't you get it? I've been dying to know what being a dog felt like. Now I can get answers!"
Kurt laughed and so did Blaine.
Finn spent most of that morning and early afternoon, asking Blaine all kinds of questions about life as a dog. The word Blaine used to sum it all up was...boring. He couldn't go out by himself, he didn't have any friends, and he lived with a cat.
Finn had laughed. They had gone over almost everything before Kurt asked Blaine if he wanted to go out, and Blaine had shouted with excitement and had jumped up to lick Kurt's face, and Kurt sputtered and then blushed and told him he needed to tone down the dog things if he wanted to go out. Blaine smiled guiltily and released him.
Taking Blaine out was...interesting.
Blaine was interested in everything, and he was constantly asking questions, and saying hello to passers by, all because he could.
Kurt asked him why and Blaine's answer was pretty simple
"When I used to bark a hello, most people avoided me, but now that I can say it, it makes me feel better, especially when I get one in return."
Kurt had grinned and shook his head at his giddiness. Blaine sometimes would forget he wasn't a dog, and jump around and circle Kurt, and avoid things that a dog would normally be wary of. Kurt had to keep reminding him to act normal.
They sat down for lunch in a tiny coffee shop, and chatted about everything and anything. Kurt answered as many of Blaine's questions about human life as he could, and Blaine had a lot of them.
"Like what is the point of a car? Is it to protect you? Is it to chase down your food?"
"But why do people put make up on their faces, it smells and tastes funny, and it doesn't make people look any better."
"Is there a point to having buildings so high in the air? How would you get out in an emergency?"
"I don't understand why people like cats anyway-"
Kurt had laughed at the last question, he knew that Blaine hated cats, but he still couldn't understand why. Blaine couldn't elaborate why he didn't like them, just that he didn't.
After finishing their coffee, a milky hot chocolate for Blaine, and a few chocolate biscotti, they made their way to the park, past the pond where they always walked. Kurt had bought a loaf of bread from the shop on the corner along their way and sat on a bench while watching Blaine feed the ducks.
He had a happy, childish smile on his face. Kurt couldn't help but smile with him.
This was what he wished for, for Blaine to be like him, he was his best friend, his confident, the only one he could tell the truth too, the person now that he felt he owed his life to...and he did, Blaine had saved his life, and nearly lost his own.
Kurt frowned slightly as he thought about that night. He wanted to ask Blaine about it, why he felt the need to put himself in danger for Kurt? Was it just a dog thing?
"Blaine!" He called and watched as the curly head, turned to face him, a bright smile still on his handsome face, "Come on, let's go home."
Blaine had nodded straight away and had walked back home with Kurt, never losing the smile on his face, and it made Kurt grin too.
Kurt made them another snack when they got home, and then they curled up on the couch together, Blaine laying across Kurt's lap like he used to do when he was a dog, and Kurt's hand stroking through his hair, which he used to do with the fur over Blaine's ears.
The movie they were watching didn't really interest any of them, they were just happy and contented sitting together, well Blaine was, but Kurt was thinking.
"Blaine?"
"Yes, Kurt."
"Why did you save me from Jason that day?" Kurt asked and he felt Blaine tense, so he soothed him by running his fingers through his hair, and carried on, "I'm glad you did, but I wanted to know what went through your mind."
"Honestly?" Blaine said as he sat up and stared at Kurt, a serious look in his brown eyes, "I love you, Kurt."
Kurt felt a blush rising on his cheek as Blaine smiled at him and continued.
"You're my best friend, the one who saved me from the pound, the one I always relied on for comfort, and you make me happy...I hated seeing you sad with Jason, and I always hated the way he was mean to you."
Kurt smiled at him as he growled out his words slightly.
"But I couldn't bare to see him hurt you, that's why." Blaine finished and stared into Kurt's blue eyes for a while before Kurt reached out and tugged him into his arms, Blaine going into the embrace willingly.
"He could have killed you." Kurt whispered against Blaine's neck, and Blaine nuzzled his cheek against Kurt's head gently.
"But he didn't." He replied quietly and Kurt smiled.
"I'm very glad he didn't."