Kurt Hummel was exhausted. He'd barely gotten any sleep for the past few nights and school wasn't helping. Normally Kurt didn't care about the walking required to go from class to class, but it was almost torture now. He had to keep pinching himself during class to keep himself away and while walking through the halls, he had to keep one hand on the lockers- which was hard, seeing as people were usually at their locker.
Thank god for Blaine.
Blaine seemed to notice right away something was wrong with Kurt and took it upon himself to become his personal guide, helping Kurt through the crowded halls and bringing him coffee- although it hadn't helped very much.
Thankfully, it was the last period- Glee. Kurt pulled himself out of his chair, rubbing his eyes to keep them open. He felt a hand on his arm and opened his eyes, looking down and seeing Blaine. Kurt smiled a little. "Hi Blaine..."
"Hey." Blaine pulled Kurt's arm down, entwining his fingers with Kurt's. "Come on, just Glee left. Then you can go home and sleep." Kurt smiled a little, wishing he could just lean on Blaine now and sleep. Blaine nearly dragged Kurt down the hallway. They were the first in the choir room and took their seats in the back of the room. Kurt leaned back, shutting his eyes. There was a soft scooting noise and Kurt felt Blaine's presence next to him.
Smiling a little, Kurt turned towards him, pulling his legs up and burring his face into Blaine's shoulder. "Don't let me sleep..." Kurt murmured. "Don't let me fall asleep..." He knew Blaine wanted to protest, but Kurt had a point. Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's shoulder, pulling him closer. Kurt smiled sleepily as the rest of the Glee club filed into the choir room.
Mr. Schue came in last. "Alright guys! So this week..." He faltered, seeing the two boys in the corner. "What's wrong with Kurt?"
"He's just tired." Blaine answered. Kurt lifted his head off of Blaine's comfortable shoulder and looked over at Mr. Schue with exhausted eyes. He smiled a little before letting his head fall back onto Blaine's shoulder again.
Mr. Schue kept his eyes on the two of them for a second before looking back towards the rest of the Glee club and continuing his speech about this weeks lesson. When Glee was over, Mr. Schue looked up at Kurt and Blaine. "Can you two stay back for a second? I just want to talk to you." Kurt, who'd been getting up, fell back and snuggled up sleepily against Blaine.
After everyone had filed out of the room again, talking excitedly amongst themselves, Mr. Schue walked up to them. He pulled a chair towards him, then looked over at Kurt and Blaine again. "Kurt, are you sure you're just tired?" Mr. Schue asked.
Kurt lifted his head at his name, looking over at the teacher. "Yes..." Kurt yawned. "I just... haven't been sleeping very well lately."
Mr. Schue nodded. "Do you know why...? Or can you just not sleep?"
Kurt shrugged, rubbing his eyes before regaining his formal posture. "I don't know..." Well, Kurt did know. It struck him suddenly as he remembered. "Well, I... I guess I'm just a little stressed out." He met Mr. Schue's eyes. "This is the last chance I have to win a Nationals trophy with the rest of my amazing Glee club. I just want it to be really special and... I don't want it to end." Kurt looked down at his hands.
Mr. Schue nodded again. "I get it. You don't need to be stressed out about it though. We're going to win this year. I know it."
As Kurt and Blaine walked out of the room- or Blaine walked and dragged Kurt after him-, Mr. Schue promised himself that they would win that year. If not for himself, then for the Glee club. For Rachel, Finn, Puck, Quinn, Santana, Britney, Mercedes, Mike... But mostly for Kurt. The kid's been through so much all throughout high school. Mr. Schue wanted a Glee club Nationals victory to be the first memory that popped into his head whenever he thought back to McKinley High.
Smiling a little, Mr. Schue got together his papers and walked out, switching off the lights and plunging the choir room into darkness.
"I'm fine, Blaine..." Kurt murmured as Blaine pulled him into his car.
Blaine kissed his forehead, shutting the door. "Come on, babe. I'm bringing you home."
"That sounds really weird..." Kurt muttered, smiling tiredly.
Blaine laughed a little. "You're adorable when you're tired."
Blaine drove down to the Hummel-Hudson household. No one was home- Finn had taken Rachel out on a date, Burt was in the shop, and Carole was wherever Carole was. Kurt's head jerked up. Blaine smiled at him. "Come on."
"Hmm?"
"We're at your house."
Kurt looked out the windshield, rubbing his eyes. "Oh..." He popped open the door. Blaine knew Kurt had fallen asleep on the way back to his house, despite the short ride. Blaine walked over to Kurt's side, putting his arm around Kurt's shoulder.
"Still tired?"
"Mmmm..."
Blaine laughed. Somehow, he got the exhausted boy down the stairs into Kurt's bedroom. Rubbing his shoulder, Blaine let Kurt sit down on the edge of the bed. Kurt nearly melted into his bed, falling backwards into the pillows and blankets. Blaine smiled, pulling the blanket out from under Kurt and over him. Kurt grabbed at the top of the comforter, clenching it tightly like a little child. Blaine sat at the edge of the bed for a second. "You okay now?"
"Mmm..." Kurt murmured in response.
Blaine smiled, leaning over and kissing his forehead again. "I'll see you later, okay babe?" Kurt didn't respond until Blaine was at the bottom of the stairs.
"Blaine..." He turned, seeing Kurt staring up at him. He was reaching out for him. "Blaine..." He murmured again.
"Do you want me to stay?" Blaine asked, turning to face him. Kurt nodded, letting his arm fall. Blaine walked over towards Kurt's bed, laying down by his boyfriend. Kurt had an exhausted smile, looking up at Blaine. Kurt pulled himself up, resting his head on Blaine's chest. Blaine reached down, grabbing the comforter and pulling it up over himself and his boyfriend. Kurt fell asleep almost instantly. Blaine stared down at Kurt. He hadn't realized it before, but Kurt's hair was really messed up. Blaine rubbed Kurt's shoulder in a slow, rhythmic motion.
Despite it being 3 in the afternoon, Blaine felt the urge to fall asleep with Kurt. Maybe it was the slow, even breathing from Kurt, or the calm breeze outside, but everything was extremely peaceful.
Finn came home first. After dropping off his bag in his room, he started downstairs towards Kurt's room. He would say the basement, but Kurt's room wasn't exactly a basement. It might have been at some point, but Kurt had transformed it into a living space. Finn didn't have the patience or the talent with fabric and colors or whatever to do half of what Kurt had managed to produce.
He started down the stairs, wondering what his step-brother was doing. Looking down, his eyes were drawn towards Kurt's bed. The usually made covers were askew, but both Blaine and Kurt were laying on the bed, asleep. A smile crossed over Finn's face. He'd known Kurt hadn't been sleeping very well- Finn had had the same problem two years ago. Kurt was handling it better, Finn had to admit.
Then again, he wasn't given over-the-counter vitamin D from the school nurse who had been his choir teachers wife...
Smiling and shaking his head, Finn laughed a little at the memory and his step-brother. They really are cute together, Finn admitted as he walked back upstairs, keeping his eyes on Blaine and his brother for as long as possible. But if Blaine hurts him, I'll kill him.
A/N: Yes, brotherly Furt is the best... But Klaine is the best ever XD
This kinda just popped into my head... So yeah :)
Thanks for reading!
