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I wake up, blinking my eyes in confusion. Where was I? The room was so bright… I began to sit up but the sharp pain in my side reminded me of what had happened. I lied back on the firm pillows and thought about the surgery. I searched my mind to what had happened before the anesthesia. It was important. There was something I needed to do, it was on the tip of my tongue, right there but I couldn't remember. Then I had it. Blaine. This time I did sit up all of the way, calling out his name.

"Blaine!" I cried out to unhearing silence. "Blaine!"I tried again, needing someone, anyone. I was on my way to standing up when a nurse rushed in.

"You're going to rip a stitch!" she shouted at me and I sat back down, shocked by the sharpness in her voice. She walked up to me and her face softened.

"I'm sorry, hon," she began, the look on her face saying everything, "I didn't want you to hurt yourself." I nodded; glad she had prevented me from doing something that would have kept me from Blaine longer. I think she noticed how dreamily thankful my face had gotten, because she said, "Who is it? That you need to see so desperately? Girlfriend?" I laughed and my voice came out scratchy. She walked over to the sink, grabbing a cup of water.

"Here. Explain." She said and I leaned back.

"Actually, I don't bat for your team." I said and even though I had seen it happen to Blaine billions of times, I still felt a small giggle escape me. It honestly wasn't even that funny. She smiled back at me and rolled her eyes.

"So your straight then?" she asked and for a second I was confused, then I realized that the rainbow bracelet on her arm had a saying. 'Gay is OK' I read. I smiled.

"Well, then, I do bat for your team. His name is Blaine. And he is my everything."

Blaine

As soon as the words escaped his mouth, I was out of my chair and following him to the elevator. We stepped in and the silence was unbearable. I thought of how Mr. Hummel must have been offended that he asked about me first, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind just kept straying to Kurt. The way his hair stayed perfectly in place, even without looking like a brick. The way his ice blue eyes could pierce you when he was angry or positively melt you when he was happy. The way he insisted he had pear hips but really I had never seen someone so delicate. And the way his courage kept me going, powering though each and every rude comment made when we were in public. 'Courage' I thought to myself. Kurt will always have courage. And that is what carried me up that elevator, down the long hallways and to his door. To the fate of my only love.

Kurt

After I told her about Blaine, gushing on and on about how dreamy he was, the nurse had gone to find my dad and him for me. I was going to see him. In only a matter of minutes I saw the handle on the door twist, and a familiar callused hand pushed it in towards me. A familiar gelled head peeked in and those stunning eyes bore straight into my soul. He strode towards me and I saw the worry, evident on his face. He leaned towards me and asked, "Are you OK?" I nodded and before he could pull away gave him a gentle kiss on the lips. The kiss said, simply, I love you and I will never leave you when you need me. And that was all I needed to bring a smile on my face.

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Blaine

As we walked out of the elevator and down the hallway in silence, a young nurse approached us.

"Hello! Are you…" she looked down at her clipboard.

"Burt Hummel and Blaine Anderson?"

"Yeah," Burt mumbled a little impatiently.

"Kurt just came out of surgery, let me take you to the room he's in," she smiled.

When we reached the door, I feel a rough hand grabs my shoulder.

"You're a good kid, Blaine." Burt said.

A feeling of warmth blossoms inside of me. At first, Burt had been hesitant about my relationship with Kurt, but now I know he's grown to accept it. The feeling is shortly suppressed as I remember where I am.

"Thanks" I say nervously.

I squinted my eyes shut, grabbed the handle, and pushed open the door, holding my breath.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Kurt sitting on the hospital bed, smiling nervously.

I run over to him, unable to prevent tears from streaming down my face.

"Are you okay?" I whisper in his ear, my voice trembling.

He nodded his head and relief floods me. Before I can lean back, he leans forwards and grabs the lapels of my T-shirt and pulls me into a soft kiss that makes my heart soar. When we lean back, both of us are blushing fiercely, and Kurt biting his lip to suppress a small giggle. Burt coughs.

"Dad," Kurt said.

"Hey kid. Glad to see that you're erm…okay"

Burt was always awkward with conversation.

"Uh…thanks dad" Kurt smiled.

Later that night...
"...so then Wes, not knowing that we had changes our song selection, had started belting out the lazy song in the middle of a quiet nursery home. One of those sweet old ladies was so frightened."
I finished the story, leaning back on the couch with my arms folded behind my back. Kurt laughs and pats his hand on the bed.
"come here Blaine, you're so far away on that couch."
I smile, sitting down on the bed. Kurt grins mischievously and grabs my tie pulls me closer. He presses his lips to mine and starts running his fingers through my hair. I place one hand on the small of his back and the other on his face. After about thirty seconds of making out, Kurt looks up and gasps, pushing me away suddenly. I look up and see Finn standing at the doorway, his mouth wide open and shoulders slumped to the side.
"uh..." he manage to choke out
"...hey Finn..." Kurt says awkwardly "what do you need?"
"erm..." he mumbles, looking down at his watch "it's 8:46 and visiting hours end at 9 unless you're spending the night..."
"you know what, I think I'll spend the night here." I say
"but, uh, don't you have to go to school tomorrow and all? I mean Dalton's a 45 minute drive from here."
"tomorrow's a school holiday at Dalton so we have the day off."
"okay." Finn says, awkwardly exiting the room.
Kurt starts to run his fingers through my hair again, softly singing to himself.
"close your eyes and I'll kiss you, tomorrow I'll miss you, remember I'll always be true..."
"...and then while I'm away," I continue the song where he left off "I'll write home every day, and I'll send all my loving to you,"
"Kurt," I start, looking into his blue sapphire eyes, "I love you."
He smiles
"I love you too" he replies, grabbing my hand.
As the night wore on, Kurt began to grow tired, and eventually drifted off to sleep, his head resting atop my chest. I eventually fell asleep too, letting the worries of today drift away in the gentle breeze.

She walked into the room, her face lit by the faint pink glow of the early morning sunrise. She peered over towards the bed, where the two boys lay sleeping peacefully wrapped in each others arms despite the small and rough hospital bed. 'ah,' she thought to herself, glancing down at her fluorescent rainbow bracelet 'the things we do for love'
She smiled and walked over to a cabinet, quietly pulling out a blanket. She carefully laid it on top of the boys and walked toward the door. When she was halfway through the door frame, she turned around and sighed. One day, she would find love.