{Authors Note}

Hey guys! Thank you so much for the kind words and prompts in the reviews! I love you guys! Any way, there's not much to say except *trying not to sound annoying* guys… It would mean a lot if you guys showed this to your friends or advertised a bit. Since this is a prompt fic, this whole story IS you guys and whatever you guys want. So, even just showing this to one person would really be awesome. SOOOOO…. This story is prompted by Duncan-Gwen-Roxx, and I was a bit hesitant about this one. Great prompt, but nothing really came to me. Tell me if you like it!

Here's the prompt:

Kurt gets hurt in glee club like falls off stage and breaks his leg and they take him to a hospital and he has a cast all up his leg and is really upset cuz he can't wear skinny jeans and Blaine kisses him to make him feel better.

So cute! But the kiss isn't to make him feel better…

"And a five, six, seven, eight! Come on guys give it some passion!" Mr. Schuester said wearily to the New Directions.

"This is garbage, Mr. Schue! We've could win sectional's in our sleep!" Puck said. Mr. Schuester rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively. All the members dispersed, except for Kurt, who was finishing a text.

"Yo Kurt. Wanna hit Breadsticks tonight?" Mercedes asked picking up her purple leather bag.

"Uh…" Kurt started, typing the last word. "Sure." He finished, checking his phone for the reply. Nothing.

"Who are you texting?" Mercedes asked curiously.

"Oh, Blaine." Kurt said, finally feeling the reassuring vibration of his phone. He looked at the reply. "Aww! He's so cu-" Kurt said before he tripped.

It was an unlucky fall. At any other angle he would have shaken it off, but at this direct hit, it caused a stab of searing, distinctive pain to shoot through Kurt's left leg. "OW! MERCEDES!" Kurt screamed.

"Oh my gosh! Kurt! Is it broken? Does it hurt much? Kurt!" Mercedes said, her voice rising in urgency to each word.

"I… I… Think I better go to the hospital." Kurt choked out, as his eyes were watering, with seldom strength to wipe them.

It was a long ride. After multiple x-rays, it was concluded that Kurt's leg was broken. "A nice, clean cut," The doctor said. "We'll just give you a cast and you'll be on your way." The doctor said, ripping of her rubber gloves and walking out the door.

"I'm really sorry, Kurt." Mercedes said, her head down.

"Kurt! Are you oka-" Blaine ran in, but was cut off by the look on Kurt's face, and the x-ray laying on his chest.

"It's broken." Kurt squeaked out, fighting tears with every muscle that wasn't snapped.

"Oh, Kurt. I'm… I'm so sorry." Blaine said, voice low and rough. Blaine hung his head, scratching the back of his neck.

"Whatever." Kurt said, sniffling and straightening up.

"Well… I'll leave you two. Take care of my boy, Anderson." Mercedes said, spearing a knowing look to Kurt.

"She's just protective of me." Kurt explained to Blaine, with an apologetic look on his face.

"Why would she need to protect you?" Blaine started, with a slightly wicked look bubbling in his hazel eyes.

"Just… Well… Never mind." Kurt stated. Blaine started again, but the look in Kurt's eyes said to drop the subject.

"So how you doing, all things considering?" Blaine said smirking.

"Well… fine. It's just…" Kurt's eyes glazed over with tears, blurring his vision so that he couldn't notice when Blaine shifted so that he was much closer to Kurt than he was a moment ago.

"What?" Blaine said, genuinely concerned.

"It's stupid… It's just… I just got these new Alexander Mcqueen skinny jeans and… now I can't wear them." Kurt spilled before Blaine reached over, gentle thumb wiping Kurt's glassy eyes.

"That's… not stupid." Blaine said, voice jagged, shocked at Kurt's constant insecurities that almost always ended up being hot to Blaine.

"Why not? Why do you always think I'm so perfect, Blaine? Cause I'm not! I never have been and I never will be!" Kurt shouted. It was obvious he wasn't mad at Blaine. No. Kurt was just so foreign to any sort of hospitality; he couldn't contemplate why Blaine thought so much of him. Others had scarred him. Blaine could see that healing was going to be far more painful and take far longer than his leg.

"Perfect is overrated if you're not perfect. Kurt, no matter how stupid you think a quality about you is, it's always so new to me. I don't know how else to explain it besides the fact that… everything about you is interesting, no matter how normal you think it is. And…" How hard it was for Blaine not say he loved Kurt. That he had always loved Kurt. And if he would let him, he always will love Kurt.

"And what Blaine?" Kurt said with a huff.

Blaine lost literally all self-control as his lips pierced against Kurt's. Kurt seemed surprised, but his lips were ready, as if on autopilot. Blaine was already right next to Kurt, but Kurt sat up so that he could be as humanly close as possible to…

"Perfection." They both murmured as they broke the kiss.