A/N: Try writing a story to the lyrics of the chapter without it being so fluffy you could die. This isn't so fluffy you could die and I had a fun time (note the sarcasm) trying to make it only semi-fluffy. Jammy also requests I credit her because Blaine hitting his head was her idea - that girl has a lot to do with these chapters.

Mentions: To anyone who said I wrote Finn well, THANK YOU! I've found that I adore writing Finn - he appears in this chapter too! imalemonadeaddictt - I assume you mean you love my username? If you do, then no you've never mentioned you love it before but thank you! As always, love to Lgleek95 :)

Final thing - out of interest, and if you don't mind, I'd love for you all to review and to tell me first names and where abouts you're reading from (country wise and state if you're in America). I'd love to know the places this has reached and I'll give a list in the authors note on the next chapter so we can all be on first name terms and play nicely. I'll start this off: I'm Katt. UK - South East, Hampshire to be specific, where it's wonderfully rainy a lot of the time :P

You're turn :)

Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?

Finn opened the front door and immediately opened his mouth but a hand was promptly thrown over it. He made a muffled sound of protest and frowned at the owner of the hand. Blaine was looking up at him and shaking his head. Blaine's free hand wasn't actually as free as it was holding a somewhat oily rag to his head. On further inspection, Finn saw blood seeping into from Blaine's head and his frown deepened. Blaine was still covering his mouth so Finn licked his hand and Blaine pulled it away in disgust.

"FINN!" Blaine shook his hand about before deciding to wipe it on Finn's jumper. "Ugh, boys are disgusting." Finn couldn't help the snort at that statement.

"Says the gay guy."

Blaine rolled his eyes and shoved at Finn's stomach where he was thoroughly wiping his hand. "Can I come in now before I die of blood loss?" Finn stepped aside and Blaine made his way into the kitchen. He began to rummage through the medicine cupboard and Finn watched him in amusement.

"I know you're here too much when you can find the medicine cupboard without asking. It's also verging on being a little creepy though." Blaine simply shrugged and continued to get out the supplies he wanted.

"Kurt does the same at my house. He's practically family." Blaine pulled out a bottle of saline solution with a sound of triumph and passed it to Finn to open as he was still holding a cloth to his head. Finn unscrewed the top and placed it on the side next to Blaine who was now taking a clean cloth from a draw to replace the one he was currently using. He nodded his thanks at Finn and poured some of the solution onto the fabric before dabbing at his head with it. All the while Finn had been considering Blaine's words.

"You're family here too, you know." Blaine stopped what he was doing and looked up at Finn. There was no lie in Finn's eyes and Blaine smiled.

"Thanks."

"Welcome to the family," Finn chuckled, clapping Blaine on the back. "I just hope you know what kind of crazy family you're now a part of." Blaine's grin widened and he huffed out a laugh.

"I'll take all kinds of crazy for Kurt."

"Speaking of Kurt, do I need to get him?" Finn gestured at Blaine's head and grimaced at the pained face Blaine made as he touched a particularly painful spot. Blaine sighed and his eyes flicked toward the stairs.

"I suppose you better."

Finn nodded and left Blaine in the kitchen. The next thing Blaine heard was Kurt screaming "WHAT!" at the top of his lungs and a series of loud footsteps which led to Kurt skidding into the kitchen and hurtling towards Blaine with wide eyes. Kurt flung his arms around Blaine's waist and squeezed him tightly. Blaine moved his right arm around Kurt's shoulders and glared at Finn who had followed Kurt down the stairs at a slower pace. Why did I even think he'd tell Kurt in a way that wouldn't freak him out? Blaine thought. Kurt pulled back and his eyes moved rapidly over Blaine's body, his hands patting him down. When he looked up at the blood stained cloth a strangled sound left his mouth. He looked lost for words for a moment before glaring at Blaine.

"How did you get here?" Wasn't quite the question I was expecting.

"I drove." The look of shock that was plastered on Kurt's face was something Blaine didn't want to see.

"You drove like this?"

"Sort of," Blaine mumbled. Kurt raised a questioning eyebrow while taking the cloth from Blaine and cleaning the cut up himself. He briefly looked it over and hissed through his teeth. His attention came back to Blaine's face and he nodded for him to continue. "I got halfway here and my car started making a weird noise so I pulled over as soon as I could and lifted the bonnet. I'm not the best with cars but I fiddled around a bit and when I started the engine up again it sounded fine. I went to put the bonnet back down and the corner of it caught my head on the way." Kurt bit his lip and brought a hand up to Blaine's cheek.

"You should have called me, Blaine." Blaine melted under Kurt's gaze and sighed.

"I know, but it didn't seem to bad at the time and I was already halfway here. I didn't see the ha-"

"Blaine Anderson, don't you even think about saying you didn't see the harm in it. You could have crashed!" Blaine knew Kurt was right and he leant into Kurt's touch.

"Sorry," he whispered. Kurt leant forward to place a chaste kiss on his lips.

"You don't always have to be big, strong Blaine. You're only human. You'll have your weak moments."

"Sorry," Blaine mumbled again, avoiding Kurt's eyes.

"Stop apologising," Kurt laughed. "I'm not mad at you, I just wish you'd stop pretending you're a superhero."

"I always thought Super-Blaine had such a nice ring to it though," Blaine pouted. Kurt slapped his arm.

"Don't be an arse. Now, are you going to let me clean this up properly?" Blaine hummed in response and let Kurt sit him down. Kurt stood behind him, took the cloth away and threw it in the sink to wash out later. He eyed up the cut again. "You're lucky it's not deeper," he thought out loud. "I'm going to have to try and get bits of your hair out of there. It'll sting a bit, okay?" Blaine nodded, rolling his eyes at Kurt's protectiveness.

"SHIT!" Blaine winced and grabbed the seat he was on so hard his knuckles went white. Kurt smirked above him.

"Told you it would sting."

"Sting is an understatement," Blaine breathed. He closed his eyes to stop himself from crying. I will not cry about this, Blaine kept mentally telling himself. Kurt continued to gently pull bits of hair from the cut, grimacing when he could see strands pulling on the skin. Blaine tensed up every time and he growled in his throat when he felt a tear escape. Thinking he hadn't been caught, he blinked a few times to keep the rest at bay. Closing his eyes again he gasped as Kurt wiped away the tear with his thumb before placing a kiss where it had been. One of Kurt's hands was tangled in the back of Blaine's hair as the other turned Blaine's head a little. A pair of lips where briefly placed over his own.

"You're only human, Blaine," Kurt whispered. "It's okay to cry." Blaine let out a ragged breath and captured Kurt's lips once more. Kurt chuckled when he pulled away as Blaine tried to deepen the kiss. "More of that later. Right now, the patient needs tending to." Kurt straightened up and moved to his original position behind Blaine. Blaine opened his eyes, another tear falling as Kurt began to touch his hair again. Deciding there was no point in trying not to cry, Blaine let the tension drain from his body and focused on ignoring the pain, finding a moment to make Kurt laugh.

"Yes, Nurse."

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