Kurt had never been so overwhelmed in his life.

It was mid-November, and everything was hitting Kurt full-on in the face, now. The end of the semester was fast approaching, which meant a test, 10 page paper, or huge assignment was due practically every day, not to mention he had finals to prepare for as well.

He was also recording songs with Blaine every weekend. The album was due to drop in less than a month, and they were pushed to get everything ready by then. His vocal chords had never felt so tired in his life. Not even when he did Glee club back in high school. When he wasn't recording, they were practicing and working on harmonies and memorizing lyrics and it was just all too much!

Ever since that picture of Kurt and Blaine had been released in the New York newspaper, paparazzi had been relentless, hoping to figure out exactly who Kurt Hummel was and what his relationship to Blaine was. It seemed as though the couple could never go anywhere in peace. People were constantly screaming in their faces when they went out, asking, "Blaine, who is that? Is that your boyfriend? He's cute! How old is he, 12?"

When the media figured out that Blaine was dating his designer, the press had a field day. Kurt began getting calls from talk shows all around the country. He had agreed to do a few, but only if they promised they would only talk about his designer job, not about him being Blaine's boyfriend. Kurt had promised Blaine that he wouldn't use his fame to help promote himself, and Kurt fully intended on keeping that promise, He wanted to gain fame on his own, not because he was with Blaine.

Speaking of designing clothes for Blaine, the photo shoot for the album was next week, and he still hadn't quite finished Blaine's outfit yet. He just could never find the time to sit down and work on it. And Kurt knew that as soon as the album dropped, he would have to design at least 20 more outfits for Blaine's red carpet events and interviews. He had some of the designs figured out already, but he had no idea when he would find the time to make all the outfits. Maybe he should hire an apprentice or something. Kurt laughed out loud at the idea of hiring someone to work for him.

"What are you laughing at?" Blaine questioned groggily from his spot next to Kurt in their bed. It was around 3 in the morning and they were just now going to bed after a long day.

"Just trying to figure out how to get everything done. And I might slowly be losing my mind. Don't mind me," Kurt replied, snuggling in to Blaine.

"It's rough, isn't it? It took me forever to adjust to the busy schedule. In fact, I don't think I've still adjusted completely. And I didn't have to balance school with it all. You amaze me, Kurt Hummel."

Kurt sighed, then went back to his thoughts, leaving Blaine alone to sleep. If only Blaine knew that Kurt was barely hanging on by a thread. But he didn't want to worry Blaine. He could handle it all. He could!

Needless to say, Kurt didn't sleep that night. He was up all night, tossing and turning, his brain running on high speed. No matter what he did, he couldn't get his brain to shut up. So, once he heard Blaine's even breathing from beside him, signaling that he was asleep, he got out of bed and set to work on finishing Blaine's album cover outfit.

The next morning was Saturday. Kurt and Blaine had a recording session around 6 that morning. They went to the studio, recorded their song, then Kurt rushed off to do an interview on the other side of the city. Blaine had an interview to do too, so he couldn't go with Kurt this time. They wouldn't see each other again until that night.

When they got home later that night, Blaine had a few phone interviews to do, so he locked himself up in the bedroom to do that while Kurt set to work on making a dent in his homework. Blaine finished his interviews around 10 that night and made his way to the living room, only to find Kurt sound asleep, head on his books.

Blaine was worried about Kurt. He didn't express this to him because he didn't want Kurt to think that he doubted his ability to handle everything. But Kurt was taking on so much. He was doing way more than Blaine had ever done. Homework, designing, recording, interviews, a relationship, dealing with the paparazzi. Blaine didn't know how much Kurt would be able to take before breaking. He just hoped that Kurt would let him in before it was too late.

Blaine picked Kurt up and carried him to bed, careful not to wake him, because they had another early morning of recording again tomorrow and Kurt obviously needed the rest.

When Kurt woke up the next morning, he felt like he was dying. He opened his mouth to speak, and his voice came out rough and ragged.

"Oh no. Oh SHIT!" Kurt exclaimed in a hoarse voice, waking Blaine up.

"What is it, babe? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Blaine asked, sitting straight up to inspect his boyfriend for something that could be wrong.

"My voice! That's what's wrong. I'm losing my voice!"

"It just sounds like you're sick, babe. You're probably sick with exhaustion. I'm calling the recording studio. We're not going in today. We'll just do an extra session next Friday night or something."

"NO! Blaine, no! I can do it! Just, let me drink some tea or something. I'll be fine. I can do this!" Kurt exclaimed, trying to grab the phone out of Blaine's hand. But Blaine wasn't having it.

"Hello, Tom? Hey, Kurt's sick this morning. We're going to have to reschedule. Thanks," Blaine said, hanging up the phone and pulling Kurt down into the bed with him again.

"There. All settled. We're staying in bed today."

"Blaine, I am so, so sorry," Kurt apologized, trying to hold back his tears. His head was pounding, his body ached, and his throat was on fire. And to top it all off, now he was holding Blaine back from his job.

"Shhhh, baby. It's okay. Don't worry. I figured you'd get sick sooner or later. You've been pushing yourself so hard lately, it was only a matter of time."

Kurt had hoped Blaine hadn't noticed, but now that he had said something, Kurt thought it was time he finally spoke to Blaine about something that had been bothering him.

"Blaine... about that. I don't know how much I can do anymore."

Blaine was confused. What was Kurt referring to? Surely he couldn't be referring to their relationship.

"Do what? What do you mean?" Blaine questioned.

"Any of this. The recording, the designing... umm... us," Kurt answered, hiding his face from Blaine. At this point, he was openly sobbing.

"Kurt, no! Don't say that! You don't mean that!" Blaine was panicking. Kurt couldn't break up with him. He just couldn't!

"Blaine, I don't even remember the last time we had sex. I rarely get to see you anymore. I feel like I work for you more than I'm in a relationship with you. And I'm tired. So, so tired. I don't think my body can take it any more."

Now Blaine was crying.

"But I love you! We can figure something out. Let's just talk about this! We haven't even talked about how you were feeling before this. We can come up with a solution. Please don't leave me! I've been looking for you forever," Blaine was pleading. He was desperate.

Kurt silently contemplated this. Blaine had a point. They hadn't even talked about it. It wouldn't be fair of Kurt to end everything without Blaine's input first. He decided to give Blaine a chance to figure it out. Maybe Blaine would have an answer that Kurt hadn't seen.

"Fine. Come up with a solution and I might stay. But if you're just as stuck as I am, I don't see how we can make any of this work. I'm losing my mind, here, Blaine."

Blaine sat silently for the next few minutes, trying to come up with a plan. He had some ideas, but he had to make sure he worded them perfectly. His future with Kurt relied on it.

"Ummm... okay. Well, let's see. First problem- homework. Easy. Turn in your designs for me as your final project. That cuts your workload in half. And I can help you study. I'll even make note cards, if that helps."

"Oh! Yeah, okay. That actually might work! And my designs for you are kind of fabulous. So that's an easy A right there," Kurt was suddenly feeling much better. Maybe Blaine would be able to fix this after all. And Kurt was glad to see that Blaine cared enough to want to fix it all for him. Kurt had never felt more weak, both mentally and physically, and it made him happy beyond belief to know that he could rely on Blaine to help him out.

"Next... interviews. How about, from now on, you only do interviews in the city. That way you don't have to travel as much. Which also means we can spend more time together. Oh! We could do interviews together from now on! I know you're worried that, if we do that, the interviewers will only focus on our relationship, but if they ask us any questions about it, we'll just get up and walk away!"

Kurt laughed at the image of him and Blaine just walking out of an interview, leaving a confused audience behind. Kurt reached out and fondly grabbed Blaine's hand, squeezing it to urge him to continue with his plans.

"And when the red carpet stuff starts happening, I can take Mercedes as my date sometimes to help relieve the stress from you. I'm sure she would love the chance to get glammed up and go the Grammy's."

"As if, Blaine Anderson! Mercedes is not stealing my spot from the Grammy's! Over my dead body!" Kurt exclaimed, as loudly as his hoarse voice would allow.

Blaine smiled to himself. Kurt still wanted to go to the Grammy's with him. That was a good sign. He was winning Kurt back over. He didn't know if Kurt even realized what he had just said, so he continued on with his solutions.

"Okay, so... all-nighters. I'll stay up with you when you do them. Or convince you to come to bed."

Kurt opened his mouth to argue. He didn't know Blaine knew about those all-nighters. He always thought Blaine was asleep when he crawled out of bed in the middle of the night.

But Blaine put his hand over Kurt's mouth to stop him from arguing.

"Yes, I know about those. I'm a light sleeper. And it's not healthy, Kurt. You need your sleep. Listen, we can have sex every night before we go to bed or something, if that's what it takes to knock you out. But you've got to get more sleep. Okay?"

Kurt giggled at Blaine's suggestion, then nodded his head in agreement.

"Now, as far as not knowing if you'll make it through all of this- we're almost done with this album. We only have two more weeks of recording left, and then we're done. We can make it through two more weeks of this. Yeah, after the album drops we'll have more interviews and fame and stuff, but we'll deal with that when we get to it. But I just know that if we face this head on together, we can do it. We have each other to lean on. Just like right now. You needed me, so I'm here. And I know you would do the same for me, because we love one another. Kurt, I need you. Please, please, don't leave me. We can make it through all of this."

Kurt sighed. Blaine made a tough bargain. Honestly, after hearing Blaine talk, Kurt had no idea what he had been thinking. He couldn't leave Blaine. And he couldn't stop designing. He loved both far too much. He was finally living his dream. He was a designer, and he was doing it for the man he loved. He couldn't have asked for a better life. Yeah, it got rough some times. But who would he be if he just quit when the going got rough? No, he would stick to Blaine and he would stick to his new job. And he would finish school. He would live out his dream.

Kurt turned to face Blaine and snuggled into his chest. Blaine automatically wrapped his arms around Kurt tightly, pulling him as close to him as physically possible.

"Did it really take us 7 months to have our first fight?" Kurt questioned, giggling.

"I believe so. What the fuck is wrong with us?" Blaine responded, also laughing lightly, relieved that he had succeeded in convincing Kurt to stay.

"So, so much," Kurt replied.

"Okay, so, now that we've got all of this figured out, I'm going to go make you some tea with honey. You stay here. When I get back, I'm putting on a marathon of Say Yes To The Dress, and you are going to sleep. Capeesh?"

"Yeah, yeah. Oh, and Blaine? Thank you," Kurt replied, staring deep into Blaine's eyes, trying to convey with one look just how much he loved Blaine. Blaine seemed to get it, because he responded with,

"I love you."

A/N: OH MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE THIS CHAPTER! Lol. Not gonna lie, I squeeled at the end. Maybe because it's a Tuesday, so I'm high on the possibility of canon Klaine on my tv tonight (fingers crossed).

But anyway... how is it that even when I write drama, it ends up as fluff? LOL.

The next few chapters are going to feature some hard times for Klaine, but then it will get light and fluffy again before the end. :)

More to come soon! In the mean time, review and let me know what you thought? I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU GUYS! IT PUTS THE BIGGEST SMILE ON MY FACE! I LOVE YOU ALL!