Hello! I'm glad you're enjoying this story, I've read all your reviews and I'm so happy to know about you all. Some of you have been worried about Elliott and the nature of his relationship with Kurt, but fear no more, in this chapter we'll know everything about that. Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kurt, Blaine or any of the characters mentioned in this story.


Chapter 7

Since last month's incident with Sebastian, alcohol and the whole jealousy fight, Blaine had remained sober. He had recovered his phone and everything was apparently in its place again. Blaine and Kurt were once again friendly with each other and although Blaine was still mad to hear Elliott's name popping here and there in every conversation, he had handled the situation quite well. Kurt, on the other hand, had 'forgiven' Blaine for his drinking episode and had tried very hard to forget what had happened with Sebastian without much success. His heart still clenched every time he recalled that day. Blaine had tried to explain what had really happened that afternoon, but Kurt had refused to hear the explanation.

He had said, 'Blaine, don't worry. You don't have to do it. I don't need explanations. It's alright. We're fine...let's just forget about everything. No more Sebastian or apologies for that matter, okay?'

But the truth was that he didn't want to hear it and he knew why, well, at least a part of him knew why.

o-o-o-o-o

Kurt arrived home on Friday night and discovered that Blaine was sick in bed. He was all pale, and kind of green, sweat was rolling down his face and Kurt got worried. Blaine really looked awful.

"Oh my God, Blaine! Are you okay? What happened?"

"I don't know. I felt terrible earlier and I came home…I think it was something I ate."

Kurt came near the bed and very tenderly put his hand on Blaine's forehead to check if he had fever. He was burning hot.

"Jesus! You have fever! Have you called a doctor?"

"No."

"Let me call it then."

"There's no need."

"Shut up!" Kurt said, rolling his eyes at him.

Blaine smiled warmly and saw Kurt looking for the doctor's number. After making the call, Kurt walked out the room without saying a word, and came back carrying a bowl with cold water and some small towels. He sat next to Blaine and put one wet towel on his forehead. Blaine just smiled sweetly at him.

o-o-o-o-o

"Well, Mr. Anderson, apparently you have a campylobacter infection." The doctor informed them.

"Is that bad?" Kurt asked worriedly.

"In some cases it can be, but fortunately for your husband, he presented the symptoms on an early stage of the infection and since we were able to detect it on time, he will be fine in a couple of days…don't worry."

"I feel as if I were about to die." Blaine added.

"It's normal, Mr. Anderson. You may be feeling a little sick until your body can get rid of what you ingested, but you'll be just fine. You'll have to take the antibiotics I'm prescribing and have a light diet for a couple of days, and you'll be fine."

"Give me the prescription doctor, I'll make sure he takes the medication." Kurt said.

"Okay, and also make sure that your husband sleeps well, eats lightly and drinks plenty of fluids to prevent dehydration."

"Don't worry doctor, I'll take care of him." Kurt said, giving Blaine a soft smile.

"Okay, then I'll let you rest Mr. Anderson. If you need something don't hesitate to call…have a good night."

"I'll walk you to the door." Kurt said, following the doctor out of the room.

o-o-o-o-o

After some minutes, Kurt returned to the room and found Blaine trying to get out of bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I need to go to the bathroom." Blaine said.

Kurt walked near the bed and tried to help him.

"I'm fine, Kurt. You don't need to do this. I know you have plans tonight with Elliott…I don't want to spoil your fun, go out and enjoy yourself, I'll be fine."

"Stop it, Blaine! I already cancelled that, you don't need to worry about spoiling my fun. I am where I want to be…and besides, you're not fine, Blaine. You're almost green for heaven's sake! I'm not going to leave you alone!"

Blaine smiled warmly. "Thank you…for everything."

"Your welcome, now let me help you get to the bathroom."

"Okay."

o-o-o-o-o

Blaine had a very rough night. He had fever and vomited several times during the night and Kurt stayed up all night taking care of him. In the morning, Blaine opened his eyes and heard that Kurt was on the phone with someone. He stayed in silence, trying to listen to the conversation.

"Yeah, he's not fine. He had a pretty rough night, but hopefully with the pills he'll be better soon." Kurt was saying to the person on the phone. "Yeah, I know! That was a shame and I feel bad that you missed that...I know, but you know me."

Blaine was not understanding the one-sided conversation, but kept listening anyway.

"I don't want to discuss that over the phone, he could be listening…" Kurt said, lowering his voice, "shut up! I'll see you later, okay?" He added. "No, I'm not going…I'll stay here. The doctor said he couldn't be alone." Kurt said, as a matter of fact, although Blaine knew the doctor hadn't said that. "Thanks Ell, I know you do and I really appreciate it." Kurt said.

Blaine flinched when he heard the 'Ell' pet name.

"Okay, I gotta go…see you. Me too...bye!"

Kurt returned to the room and saw that Blaine was awake. Blaine was trying to smile at him, but his stomach was rumbling and aching, and his mind couldn't put aside the 'Ell' fond nickname.

"How are you feeling?"

"Awfully."

"Don't worry, you'll be better once you take a bath and your pills." Kurt said smiling.

"Yeah, and I really hope so…I hate to keep you trapped in here with me. Really, Kurt! If you need to go somewhere or something, just go. I'll be fine, you already did a lot for me, so…"

"Nonsense, I don't have any plans. I'll make some breakfast while you take a shower, okay? Call me if you need me."

"Yeah, thanks."

o-o-o-o-o

When Kurt returned to the room Blaine was already lying in bed. Kurt sat next to him and lay down too.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Better."

"Are you hungry?"

"God! No, not at all! I can't stand food right now…I don't know if I'll be able to keep it in my stomach for two seconds." Blaine said, making a disgusted face with just the thought of food.

"Okay, fair enough, but you'll have to eat something later…and drink the tea I made for you." Kurt warned him.

"Maybe later, but right now I'm not hungry and I already drank that thing you call tea…have you had breakfast yet?"

"Yeah, I just ate."

"Good, I don't want you to get sick too."

"Don't worry about me…I'm fine!"

They remained silent for a little while. Something was wandering on Blaine's mind. He knew he had to say it and take full advantage of Kurt babysitting him.

"Kurt…"

"Yes?"

"I want to tell you something, but I don't want you to get mad."

"I won't...what is it?"

"I know you said that everything was in the past, but I need you to know that I didn't sleep with Sebastian."

"I know..."

"You do?"

"Yes..." Kurt said.

"Good, I just wanted to clear that up. You didn't give me the chance to explain anything." Blaine said, trying not to look at Kurt. They both had their eyes fixed to the ceiling.

"Well, I didn't and still don't want to hear it."

"Why not?"

Kurt shrugged and shook his head. The message was clear. He was not going to talk about that.

Blaine frowned. "Anyway, I was thinking that maybe you could invite Elliott over…I feel terrible for keeping you here watching over me! I was thinking that maybe he could come here, so you two can still have a bit of fun today. You can watch a movie or something. I promise not to interfere, I can stay here, the whole apartment will be just for you."

Kurt turned around and looked at Blaine directly in the eyes. Kurt was smiling broadly. Anyone could tell that he was starting to enjoy the conversation.

"Why are you so obsessed with Elliott?" Kurt asked, with a flirty voice.

"I'm not obsessed with him…I just know that you two, well, that you two are dating and I don't want to ruin your weekend, that's all." Blaine said, blushing a little.

Kurt started laughing loudly and Blaine just looked at him completely confused.

"I'm not dating Elliott." Kurt said, still laughing and clearly making fun of Blaine's confusion.

"You're not?" Blaine asked stunned.

"No." Kurt replied smirking.

"But, I don't understand…you two spend almost everyday together and you-you slept with him that weekend when I treated you like shit." Blaine said, as a matter of fact.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Yes, I went to his apartment that weekend following your advice, but I didn't sleep with him. I was mad and maybe I exaggerated a bit with my note, but I just stayed at his home—on the couch. And yes, we spend almost everyday together because we are friends."

"Rachel and Mercedes are your friends too, and you don't spend all day with them."

"Well, I don't spend all day with them because Rachel and Mercedes don't work with me." Kurt explained.

"Wait! Elliott works at the museum?"

"Yes." Kurt replied, smirking again.

"Since when?"

"Since two days after I met him?"

"How?"

"When I met him, he told me we was looking for a job, I asked him about his profession and it turned out that besides being an awesome photographer, he has a degree in digital arts, and well...there was an open position at that time in the museum and he went to the interview and got the job, easy as that."

Blaine was confused and relieved at the same time. He was happy to know Kurt was not dating this Elliott guy, but he still found it hard to believe.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What?"

"That he was working with you."

"I tried, but after I met him you started acting weird with me and then we had that little drinking-Sebastian incident and after that, I decided not to tell you anything because every time I brought Elliott to any conversation you got mad, so…"

"So, all this time you've only been friends?"

"Yes…"

"Why haven't you two date?"

"Because I don't like him that way?"

"You don't?"

"No, I mean…he's nice and handsome and very talented, but he's not for me."

"Why not? I mean, you are nice, handsome and talented too."

"Thanks for that, but I don't know, maybe that's why…maybe we're so alike that we're not compatible in that way…just like friends."

Blaine remained silent. He was trying hard to suppress his grin. He was happy to hear that Kurt was not interested in the photographer. On the other hand, Kurt was nervous. He felt exposed. He knew that Blaine would eventually realize that he could not see Elliott as anything but his friend because he was already interested in someone else, and Blaine could ask who this guy was and Kurt would have to tell him the truth. A truth that he was still denying to himself, so he ran away using a lame excuse.

"I'll go make you some chicken soup…I'll be back later, okay?"

"Okay."

"Call me if you need me. I'll leave the door open."

"Okay." Blaine answered smiling. He was suddenly feeling so much better.

o-o-o-o-o

It was late and Kurt was really tired, he hadn't slept last night and needed some rest. Blaine was already lying in bed, reading a book.

"How are you feeling?" Kurt asked. He sounded a bit tired.

"Fine." Blaine replied, smiling. "You can sleep now, Kurt. You look exhausted…really, I feel so much better. I'm just not that tired, I guess I slept a lot during the day."

"Okay…but if you need me don't hesitate to wake me, okay? I won't get mad, but if you feel worse and you don't say anything, then you better run, because I'll be right after you with all my fury," Kurt said, "and this time you'll end up in the hospital."

Blaine laughed. "Yes, don't worry. I value my life…I'll let you know if I feel bad." He said with a smile. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For taking care of me…it was really nice of you."

"You're welcome." Kurt said with sleepy eyes.

"Sleep, Kurt." Blaine said laughing, "…your eyes are already closing."

"Okay…" Kurt mumbled sleepy.

Blaine smiled at the sight of Kurt's peaceful face.

"Have sweet dreams." Blaine murmured, but Kurt was already asleep.

Blaine closed his book and lay down facing Kurt, admiring his beautiful and perfect face, until he fell asleep too.

o-o-o-o-o

On Sunday morning, Blaine was so much better. He had had a proper night of sleep and the fever had ceased. They had breakfast on the table and now they were sitting in the living room watching a movie. Once the movie ended, Kurt realized that they were seated closer than usual. Their bodies were touching and the space between them was practically nonexistent. In a tender and irrational move Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and Blaine froze.

"You know Blaine?"

"What?"

"I've always been curious to know your story with Sam…you're a very private person, but with him you seem to not have any secrets."

"Yes, he knows everything about me."

"How did you two meet?"

"It's a long story."

"We have time." Kurt said, hoping to know a bit more about Blaine's life.

"Okay…hmmm, well, everything began when my dad decided to start his own company. My father, Richard Anderson, and Sam's dad, Dwight Evans, were friends since high school and they used to work together in a publicity firm down in Brooklyn. When my grandfather died he inherited a lot of money to my dad, so he decided to use it to start his own publicity business."

"Anderson & Partners."

"Yes, he founded the company and invited Dwight to work with him. At the beginning he didn't accept the offer because he wanted to explore other jobs, so they just remained being friends and then Dwight married Sam's mom, Mary, and they moved out to Kentucky. The company became a success and my dad married my mom, Helen. Soon after that, my brother was born and I came three years later."

"You have a brother?" Kurt asked stunned. He didn't know a thing about Blaine's family.

"Yes, but please Kurt…don't ask me about them, okay? It's difficult enough for me to tell you this part of the story."

"Okay, I won't ask…but just remember that if you don't want to tell me any of this, there's no problem…you don't need to do it."

"I do want you to know…just be patient. This is the first time I talk about my life with someone else other than Sam and my own family…just don't ask about that other story, okay? I'm not ready to talk about them yet."

"Okay."

"Well, when I was four, Sam's family moved back to New York because they were having some financial problems and my dad helped them. Dwight and Mary were very desperate because they had a little boy who was just my age."

"Sam."

"Yes, and well, my dad gave Dwight a position at the company and took care of Sam's education."

"Really? That was a really sweet gesture."

"Yeah, and that's why I've known Sam almost all my life. We were really young when we became friends. At first we used to fight a lot, I remember that we were always bothering each other and we caused a lot of trouble. All the teachers in the school hated us and they used to take us to detention together since we were six years old."

"Detention at six?"

"Yes! We were troublemakers since then! You should have seen us!"

"I can picture you two perfectly." Kurt said, smiling.

"Obviously, we became partners in crime and we have been inseparable since then. I learned to see him as my brother rather than as a friend…we went to every school together and we lived together when we were in college."

"You two were roommates?"

"Yes."

"I can't believe that! How did you two survive? I mean, how come you didn't kill each other?" Kurt asked, trying not to laugh.

Blaine laughed. "I don't know, I have asked myself that same question a thousand times before and I still don't know how that didn't happen. I guess that our friendship runs in the line of mutual respect and that helps. I know sometimes, well most of the times, he disagrees with some of the things I do or the decisions I make, but he respects me and I do the same for him."

"Yeah, I've seen that. Sam always talks about you with respect and he's very protective about your life. I think he's a very good friend."

"Yeah, he is."

"Your father also paid Sam's college?"

"Yes…though Sam was a very good student and had a scholarship."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Did he study marketing like you?"

"No, he got a degree in economics."

"Economics?" Kurt asked stunned.

"Yes, that's why he's the director of the financial department at Anderson & Partners."

"Really?"

"Yes, and he earned that position…he's a very talented and professional worker."

"You're proud of him." Kurt said, as a matter of fact. It was evident in Blaine's voice that he was beyond proud of his friend.

"I am…did you know that now he's taking care of his brother and sister's education?"

"Does he have siblings?"

"Yeah, Stevie and Stacey…I hope one day you can meet them. They are really great kids. Stevie is now in premed school and Stacey is at her senior year in some fancy high school in Kentucky."

"I didn't know Sam had siblings."

"Yeah, he doesn't talk about his family that much."

"What happened to his dad?"

"He died of a heart attack when we were starting college."

"I didn't know…and his mother?"

"She returned to Kentucky with Stevie and Stacey."

Kurt remained silent. There was something wandering on his mind and he didn't know how to bring that up.

"Hmmm, can I ask you something else?" He asked Blaine

"Yeah…just not about-"

"Your family, I know! Don't worry, it's not about them…it's about you and Sam."

"What is it?"

"Well, I'm curious, but please don't get me wrong. I just want to know because I know from experience that is something difficult to handle."

"What?"

"How did you two manage the fact that...well, you're gay and he's not?"

"Well, we always knew we didn't like the same things. I'm not going to lie and tell you that I always knew I was gay because that's not the truth. I already told you that when I was in high school I dated a lot of girls, but one day I realized that girls were not my thing and it was a really hard time for me. I was so desperate that I forced myself to believe that I was just having a phase, but Sam helped me see that I was fooling myself."

"How?"

"Well, it's a funny story…I hadn't had sex like never, so one day I decided it was time. I remember that Sam was at my house waiting desperately to know all the details so when I arrived he asked me how it had been and I couldn't hide my depressed face, so he said something along the lines of, 'she didn't want to have sex with you'…and I was like, 'No! In fact she did…' and Sam's face was so stunned that in that moment I realized that something was really wrong with me."

"What did you do?"

"Well, I told him I just had sex with her and I didn't know how I was feeling. We talked about how he felt the first time he had sex and how he felt around girls and that stuff, and I realized that I felt something like that around boys. I wasn't completely sure, so I tried it with one of Sam's friends that was very proud to be gay and...it felt right. It was fun…and easier...and exciting."

"So, you dated the guy?"

"No, I just slept with him. At that time I was struggling with accepting myself, so pretending that I didn't care about feelings was the best way to cope with everything…sex was my easy way out."

"What happened in college? Why didn't you date someone for real?"

"Hmmm…I don't know, things became complicated back then, for several things, but let's say I just felt comfortable with the no-strings-attached relationships."

"I don't get it! How could you survive that? I mean sex is fun, really fun, but it's empty if there are no feelings involved in it…you've never had this need to feel loved when you have sex? To feel cherished by someone? To make love instead of just sex?" Kurt asked.

Blaine stayed silent. He didn't want to tell Kurt that in fact he had always dreamed of it, but never knew it could be real until he met him.

"No." He lied.

"Well, certainly you're missing all the fun in the world." Kurt said, smiling and standing up from the couch.

"I know…" Blaine replied as a matter of fact. He knew he was.


You really thought Kurt would cheat on Blaine? We all know he's not like that ;) I told you Elliott wasn't a problem. Anyways, what do you think? Hope you liked it! See you soon. XOXOXO