This one is a bit longer than others because I can't think of a way to end it in here
"No." Kurt mouthed. "The nurse said this would work."
"It did." Blaine croaked very softly.
"Blaine." Kurt said slowly, not wanting to get his hope up just in case he was having a very vivid dream. "Are you awake?"
"Well, I can see your beautiful face; I can hear you asking me if I'm awake, so yeah, I think that counts as awake." Blaine chuckled, and then coughed slightly.
"Shall I call the nurse?" Kurt asked his face still close to Blaine's.
"No, not yet. By the way, how are we gonna tell the doctors?"
"What?" Kurt said surprised.
"I heard everything you said I mean, I could hear you talk, well everyone talk."
"So you heard my soppy rendition of 'I Want to Hold Your Hand'?"
"Yeah, I was wondering why you were doing that."
"It's because, my dad was in the hospital, in a coma…"
Blaine cut him off. "Kurt, you don't have to talk about it."
"Ok. Thanks." Kurt whispered.
"Can you help me sit up? I'm still not used to being in control of my own limbs." Blaine said.
"I think I should call the nurse first." Kurt said.
"Ok. I'll be here." Blaine said raising his triangular eyebrows.
"Nurse!" Kurt called. "He's awake!" Kurt screamed.
The nurse rushed into the room.
"Oh my gosh!" she hollered in her cockney accent. "Doctor! He's awake!"
A gruff-looking man in a white coat came in. "We need to give him a full examination." He announced and then began to wheel Blaine away.
Kurt sighed in happiness. His boyfriend was awake and fine. He was back at McKinley and his boyfriend was fine about it. Come to think about it, Blaine actually hadn't said anything about him at McKinley after their fight. Well he has just woke up, Kurt thought. I have an idea.
After Blaine's examination the doctor pronounced that Blaine was ok, but had to stay in the hospital for a few more days because of his other minor injuries. Kurt was fine with this and visited Blaine regularly, between catching up with his schoolwork. A new year was starting soon and Kurt had exams coming up. Burt was still mad about his encounter with Mr Anderson but hadn't said anything to either of the boys about it. Blaine was quite fragile now and he didn't need to be reminded of his father's lack of kindness and respect for him.
A week later and everything was back to normal, if not normal, better. Kurt and Blaine were spending almost all their spare time together. One evening at Dalton when they were watching Hairspray (Blaine's choice)and desperately fighting the urge to sing aloud, Kurt turned on his side and asked Blaine, "Do you like being at Dalton?"
"Yeah. I love it here." Blaine replied.
"It's because I wanted to ask you something. About Dalton." Kurt said slowly.
"Shoot." Blaine said turning to face Kurt as well.
"Well, after we had our fight about you being…alone and I don't want you to feel alone."
"Still waiting for the question." Blaine said.
"Blaine, I want you to come to McKinley with me. Wait," Kurt realised. "That wasn't a question. Blaine, will you come to McKinley with me?"
Silence filled the room. Blaine's mouth opened and closed several times. "Before you say anything else, you could stay with my, I've asked my parents and they said you could stay with us and it would solve everything."
"Kurt…I…" Blaine struggled to find words to say. "It's just Kurt…"
"What Blaine?" Kurt asked smiling into Blaine's eyes. Blaine sat up so he was cross-legged on his bed.
"I really want to be with you, but, I can't just leave."
"I know. I know it's a lot to think about, but, just, think about it." Kurt said.
Blaine sighed. It had only been a week since his hospital spell. But his bumps and bruises were a frequent reminder. Reminder of what happened even though Blaine longed to forget. He hadn't told anyone, not even Kurt, that he remembered what happened. He didn't think it was the right time. Plus everything had just got back to normal and he and Kurt were happy. He just couldn't.
"I want to come to McKinley with you…" Blaine began
"Yes!" Kurt screamed excitedly. "My senior year will be perfect! I'll be able to walk hand in hand down the hallways with the best boyfriend ever!" he squealed.
"But not now. Maybe after the whole 'hospital thing' has died down. I don't want any sympathy."
"Ok." Kurt said sounding disappointed. "How long?" He asked.
"A week or so…maybe two, maybe a month?" Blaine said.
Two weeks? Kurt thought. A whole month?
"Anyway," Blaine said, trying to change the subject. "How was Nationals?" he asked.
Kurt sighed. Blaine still didn't know that he had given up Nationals for him because Kurt knew that Blaine would say it was 'an unnecessary sacrifice." And then get mad at himself for holding Kurt back to New York and then things would get all tense. And that was the last thing Kurt wanted.
"It was fine." Kurt mumbled.
"Did you guys win?" Blaine asked.
Kurt raked his brain to remember what the outcome of their Nationals original song plan went.
"Not so well. Rachel and Finn kissed at the end of a song and Jessie-St-James thinks it was the kiss that doomed them." Kurt remembered.
"That was unprofessional." Blaine said.
"Yeah, I guess so." Kurt said.
"You don't seem sad." Blaine said.
"Yeah, I mean if it wasn't meant to be, It wasn't meant to happen."
"You'll get another shot." Blaine reminded him.
"I know, and that's why I want it to be with you." Kurt smiled.
"We know this is what you really want Blaine." Wes said.
"Yeah, its ok." David said.
Blaine had just announced he was leaving, he thought it over and as much as he loved Dalton, he wanted to be with Kurt and the way to do that was to McKinley.
"Do you want us to help you pack?" David asked later that day.
"Yeah, if I just tell Mr Harrison that you're leaving, he'll let me help you. He might even cancel class and help you himself. You are, his star student." Wes said.
"It's ok guys, Kurt is coming over to help me sort through my stuff and pack." Blaine replied.
"So you mean 'Kurt is coming over so we can have a steamy make out session instead of classes' while pretending to pack, right." Wes replied.
"Maybe…No, probably not. The only thing Kurt fusses about more than what he wears, is what I wear, and I don't think he'll be very impressed by my wardrobe."
"Where are you gonna stay?" David asked. "I mean your parents…" David trailed off.
"Don't know about anything." Blaine finished. "They don't know and they won't."
"Then who are you staying with?" David asked.
"You could come and stay with my parents, they love you." Wes said.
"No, I'm going to stay with Kurt's family. Kurt sorted it all out."
"Ooh, so steamy make out sessions at the Hummel house?" Wes asked.
"I'm not going to answer that!" Blaine laughed.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye." Wes said, patting Blaine on the shoulder.
"No it's not you moron! We'll see him all the time!" David exclaimed.
"David!" Wes whined. "I was trying to make it all dramatic!"
"If you get that desperate, I'll drive you down to Lima." David said.
"I'm gonna miss your guys' stupid, irrational fights." Blaine said smiling. They smiled back as Blaine looked at them. These were the people he had first befriended at Dalton, the people who had helped him get away from his terrible family. These two guys were his family, and he was about to leave them.
"I love you guys." Blaine said, pulling them into a hug.
"Don't say that too loud or Kurt will get jealous!" Wes teased.
"Is it possible to love and hate someone at the same time?" Blaine asked David.
"When you know Wes," David said looking from Blaine to Wes, then back to Blaine, "Yes, it is very possible."
Blaine's pocket vibrated. "Oh, it's Kurt," Blaine said after looking at the text. "Gotta go guys!" he said before dashing off.
"Look at our little boy, found love, moving out." David said shrugging his shoulders.
"Ah, they grow up so fast." Wes said sighing staring after Blaine.
"Come on." David said. "Mrs Jacob will kill you if you're late for Latin again! Plus we need to work on Blaine's song." he reminded Wes, before dragging him off, while the figure of running Blaine, disappeared into the distance.
"Come on Blaine!" Kurt said, dragging Blaine down the corridor to his room. We only have this afternoon to pack up your stuff!"
Kurt stood in the doorway to Blaine's room with Blaine slowly coming from behind.
"Oh." Kurt said looking around Blaine's room slowly. Blaine had emptied all his clothes onto his bed and the amount was sensationally less than Kurt had expected.
"These are all the clothes you have?" Kurt asked, astounded. When Kurt had moved all his stuff from his house to Dalton it had taken several car trips, especially since Kurt had insisted on bring his whole wardrobe.
"I left everything else at my parents' house, since we wear a uniform, I didn't really buy other clothes." Blaine explained.
"Ok." Kurt said entering Blaine's room. I can work with this. Wow, you have a lot of cardigans!" Kurt went over to Blaine's bed and picked up a smallish cardboard box and shook it. "What's in here?" he asked.
"Oh." Blaine said pointing to it and then running his fingers through his curly hair. "Those are my bowties." He said sheepishly. "I did buy a few bowties."
"A few? There are about 30 different bowties in here!" Kurt protested.
"Yeah. A few." Blaine replied.
"Cardigans and bowties? Wow, I need to take you shopping!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Not today." Blaine whined, making a pouty face at Kurt willingly.
"Don't do that." Kurt moaned. "You know I can't resist that face!"
"I know, that's why I make it." Blaine said, turning his pout into a smile.
"Let's pack your stuff now." Kurt said as he began couting some of Blaine's blazers into cardboard boxes.
The next half hour was filled with Blaine packing his stuff while Kurt sat on the end of his bed and critiqued it, and made a list of everything he needed to buy for Blaine on his next shopping trip with the girls, which turned out to be a lot.
"Is there anything I own which you won't criticise?" Blaine asked.
"If I didn't criticise everything, I wouldn't be the fabulous Kurt Hummel now would I?" Kurt replied smirking.
"I love you." Blaine said suddenly.
Kurt didn't hesitate to reply, "I love you more." Blaine smiled his ever-so-sweet smile, making Kurt's insides melt into nothing-ness. He did love Blaine. Blaine would make him mad, wear last season's clothes and plonk unusual amounts of gel in his hair, but he still loved him. In fact, it was most of these faults that Kurt loved.
"Finished." Kurt announced, packing the final cardigan and bowtie into a cardboard box.
"And with ages left." Blaine reminded in his I-know-it-all voice.
"So what should we do?" Kurt asked with a cheeky smile.
"I dunno…" Blaine said, moving closer to Kurt, his hands linked behind his back.
"So, hmm, what do to, what to do?" Kurt asked closing the gap between them so their faces were inches away from each other.
"Ain't no particular sign I'm compatible with
I just want your extra time…" Blaine sang
"And your…kiss" Kurt sang back then kissed Blaine snaking his arms around Blaine's neck. Blaine kissed Kurt back hungrily and put his arms around the younger boy's waist. I love this guy, Kurt thought, I love this guy so much. And the funny thing was, that Blaine was thinking the exact same thing.