Kurt was terrified, this wasn't supposed to happen, Blaine wasn't supposed to get involved in this part of things, he was supposed to just forget how they met and ignore the fact that Kurt might not always eat when he was supposed to. Now though, he can't help but stare at the man asleep on the couch and take note that he's lost some weight and he can't help but hear the words coming out of Emily's mouth about skipping lunch and working longer hours and Kurt just knows that this is all his fault. His thoughts are running a mile a minute and looking over the last month or so, Kurt can't even remember the last time the two of them actually had a meal together. Sure, there have been coffee dates and shared popcorn during movies and Kurt has always known in those moments that the popcorn would be the only thing he ate that day, but now it's hitting him that it might have been the only thing that Blaine ate that day and it's killing him. For the life of him, he just can't understand why it hurts so bad. It has never bothered him when he's skipped his own meals, he's never given a thought to how him skipping a meal might make someone else feel but now it's Blaine and the thought of him skipping a meal or intentionally doing this to himself makes Kurt's chest ache in a way he never thought it could.

When he finally pulls himself from his thoughts, Kurt realizes that Emily had left at some point during his mental breakdown and that he is now practically sobbing while Blaine continues to sleep peacefully. He pulls himself together enough to go into the kitchen and start scavenging through the pantry, finally coming away with what he hopes are adequate ingredients for chicken soup, it's been so long since he cooked, he can't remember perfectly off the top of his head. He sets to work on the soup, his thoughts drifting again and he can't let the thought go, that if this is the way he feels about Blaine right now, is it the same feeling his family gets when they see him, is it the same feeling Blaine gets when he looks at him? Another sob escapes his throat at that because he never wanted to hurt anyone; he never wanted to hurt himself. He never even thought that he was hurting himself but he's looking at his life and the decisions that lead him to where he was right now and it's plain as day, he's been hurting himself and the people he loves the most all along.

The soup is almost ready when he hears a groan from the couch, and after hurriedly fixing a glass of water, he rushes out to where Blaine is now awake and sitting with his head in his hands. "Here, drink this", His voice is shaky and a few tears are still threatening to spill over, "I've got soup on the stove, it'll be ready in about fifteen minutes."

Blaine is peeking up at him through his hands now, eye's going squinty from all of the light in the room and Kurt hurries to dim some of them as Blaine asks, "How did I get back here", His voice still thick with sleep and a little shaky as well.

"Emily brought you, after you passed out in the middle of your office between clients", Kurt answers feeling another onslaught of tears coming on as he thinks back to the phone call he received just hours before.

Blaine just shakes his head as Kurt talks, "She shouldn't have called you, she kn-"

"Oh yes she should have", Kurt cuts in surprising both of them with the power in his voice, "Since this is my fault after all."

Blaine just sighs, "Kurt, it's not y-"

"Blaine Anderson", Kurt cuts in again, "Can you honestly tell me that you would have ever thought to have skipped a meal if it weren't for me, if you hadn't seen me do it so many times."

Blaine stays silent, "That's what I thought", Kurt chokes back another sob as he stalks out of the room and back into the kitchen to start dishing up the soup, returning a moment later to set a bowl and sleeve of saltines in front of Blaine before taking a seat himself and turning his attention towards his own bowl.

They both stay silent as they focus on the food in front of them, since this is the very reason for their current situation, and both of them slowly and determinedly eat the soup, even though Kurt is sure that it could have used some more seasoning.

They'd both managed to pick their way through most of their bowls when Blaine speaks, "I just thought that maybe if you saw me making healthy choices, you'd be more inclined to make them yourself, and I took it to far and I'm sorry", He finished softly.

"You're sorry", Kurt laughed, the sound choked and humorless, "This is my fault, I have a problem and I drug you right into the middle of it."

"Yeah Kurt, you do have a problem", Blaine sighed, "But when you love someone, you take on their problems, and you want to help them and I fucked up, big time, so now we have to help each other."

Kurt was sobbing again and Blaine could feel the tears building in his own eyes but he knew this was a conversation they needed to have; "I know I'm the first person to admit that I don't like my job, but that doesn't mean that I don't believe in the work. I have a friend, a guy I went to college with, that I think both of us should see; separately and together because I love you Kurt, really, I do, but what we have right now isn't healthy, at all."

Kurt only nodded and Blaine finally gave in, moving across the couch to pull the other man into his arms as he cried, pressing a kiss to Kurt's temple before giving in to his own tears as he thought back on his own stupidity over the last couple of months. They were in a bad place, he knew that, but he had faith that they could get through it and he just knew that in the end, everything would work out and they would be okay, they just had to be.

A/N-Okay, ladies and gentleman, boys, girls, and unicorns alike, this would be the end of the main story! We just have an epilogue left now!