"And tell Kurt we wish him well!" She yelled as Blaine slammed the door and ran over to see Burt getting in his truck.
"Burt wait!" Blaine yelled as he ran closer, and Burt paused before looking out of the window and then beckoning Blaine in the truck with him.
On the way to the hospital Burt explained to Blaine what the police had told him, that Kurt was awake and he was ok, minor injuries, someone from the store he went to saw 3 guys beating him up and called the police, and when they got there, Kurt was laying on the ground, panting and in pain, while 2 other guys lay beside him also grunting with pain and bleeding. They had arrested them and then loaded Kurt into the ambulance.
They had questioned Kurt alone, because he was 18, and then they had called his father.
Blaine couldn't believe that Kurt was ok, not until he saw it with his own eyes, and he bet Burt felt the same way.
Arriving at the hospital, Burt was ushered along to Kurt's room, but one nurse tried to make Blaine stay behind but Burt just told her off and grabbed Blaine's arm and pulled him with him.
Kurt was sitting up in the white hospital bed when they walked in, speaking to another officer, who was standing by his bedside, and Blaine immediately rushed forwards to encase him in his arms.
"Oh my god! Kurt!" Blaine murmured into Kurt's neck, and the officer stopped talking to Kurt, to give them a moment, and then turned to discuss things with Burt.
"I'm ok, Blaine."
"I wanted to see it, I didn't believe it..." Blaine tried to explain through his shaky voice and Kurt placed an arm around his neck to hug him tightly, but then winced when Blaine hugged him back, "Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's ok, I think my rib was busted." Kurt moaned as he placed a hand gingerly on his side and Blaine looked at him with sympathetic eyes.
"Has the doctor checked you over?" Burt asked as the officer finished talking and walked out, and Kurt nodded.
"Yes, I have a sprained wrist, and I broke my hand," Kurt said as he lifted the hand that was in bandages, "and I have an x-ray soon to determine more injuries, but he thinks I may have a broken rib, and maybe an ankle too."
"Who did it?" Blaine asked and Kurt turned to him with sigh.
"Karofsky, Dean, and Thomas...but Karofsky and Dean were arrested."
"We heard you kicked butt tonight?"
"Yeah I think I broke Karofsky's nose, his face exploded, that's how I done my hand, and I don't think Dean will be able to carry on his genes anymore." Kurt said a little proudly, and Blaine kissed him.
"We're glad you're ok." Burt said as he clapped his son on the shoulder gently, and Kurt smiled at both of them.
"I think my phone was broken during the scuffle too." He said with a sigh, "and my Alexander McQueen shirt got blood on it."
Burt and Blaine both chuckled a little at Kurt's pouting face.
"Are you pressing charges?" Burt asked Kurt after everyone had settled down a little, his nerves calming a little now that his son was alright.
"Oh, definitely."
After spending a few more hours in the hospital, Kurt did have a broken rib, which the x-ray picked up, but his ankle wasn't broken just sprained. So after wrapping his ribs, he was allowed to be released. An officer stopped them on the way out to give them a full report of what happened, and Burt looked proudly at his son, as the officer read out the injuries of the other boys.
Broken ribs, 3 of them, Kurt explained that was kicking Dean on the ground.
A broken tail bone, Kurt had laughed and said that he remembered kicking Karofsky underneath, when he was standing over Kurt, and ended up kicking him over his head.
A broken wrist, probably when Dean knocked him and Karofsky to the ground and he landed funny.
A concussion, a boot to Karofsky's face.
Severely bruised testicles, which made Blaine laugh into his fist, and Kurt raised his eyebrows and made a cheering gesture.
Broken fingers, Kurt had stomped on Dean's hand when he tried to grab his leg.
Mild cuts and other bruises, a sprained ankle and one broken nose.
"I knew it, I knew it broke." Kurt said as they climbed into his father's truck after receiving all of Kurt's painkillers from the pharmacy, and Blaine placed his hand in Kurt's uninjured one, and held on tightly.
Burt grinned at them in the rear view mirror as he drove.
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Blaine had apologized to Kurt over and over again, as Kurt had explained how neglected he felt, and Blaine felt so bad he almost cried, but Kurt had reassured him that he understood how hard he had to work for his grades, they had to get used to it for the professions they wanted to go into, it would be a lot of work for both of them.
"But if you hadn't felt so neglected, none of this would have happened." Blaine said as he gestured to Kurt's battered hand and the bandages around his ribs.
Kurt shrugged.
"It got them put away now, so we can just focus on school, and graduating and getting the hell out of here." Kurt said to him with a smile, and Blaine wiped his eyes, feeling the tears coming.
"I was thinking about that actually." Blaine said as he gripped Kurt's good hand, and Kurt turned to watch him a little nervously.
"Yeah?" He prompted.
"I want us to get our own place together," Blaine told him with a grin, and Kurt couldn't help the excited smile that slowly spread across his face, "I don't want us to live in the dorms and barely see each other."
"Yes!" Kurt cheered as he tackled Blaine to his bed, and then placed rough kisses all over his face, "Yes! Yes!"
Blaine laughed as Kurt kissed him, but soon the kisses turned a little more than playful and they both moaned into each other's mouths.
"Wait," Blaine said as he pulled away, "aren't you too hurt for this?"
"No."
Kurt kisses him again passionately, letting his feelings all flow through him into the kiss, and Blaine moans low in his throat. Kurt places himself over the top of him, slowing leaning into him, but his rib kicks up at the slightest contact and he hisses slightly as he pulls away.
"Your rib..." Blaine says and then he thinks for a moment, before an idea reaches him, "Maybe you should lay on your side."
Kurt nods slightly and moves slowly onto the side that doesn't hurt, making his other side feel a lot better, and Blaine lays behind him, and starts kissing the back of his neck.
They had already both been shirtless while laying on Kurt's bed, both already in their underwear, they were way past being embarrassed in front of each other now. They had been together about 2 months.
Blaine pulled Kurt back flush against him, and made sure that all of his injuries were out of his way, because he didn't want to cause Kurt any unnecessary pain.
He smoothed his hands down over Kurt's side and back, reaching one hand around and underneath him to pull his underwear down a little, and then using his other hand to push it down from the back.
Pushing his own underwear down quickly, his erection sprang free and he couldn't help but grind it against Kurt's ass, causing Kurt to let out a quiet high pitched whimper.
Kurt rolls his eyes and leans back into him, as Blaine's hands wander around his front, pinching his nipples lightly and then running his fingernails along Kurt's slightly clenched abs, just below the bandages, and then down further to wrap his hand around his cock.
"Come on, please."
Blaine smirks slightly at the sound of Kurt's wrecked voice, and kisses his shoulder blades, leaving a little nip on each one, before leaning backwards, reaching into Kurt's bedside drawer behind him for the lube and condom he knows are there.
This wasn't their first time using lubricant, they've done other things over the last couple of months, that involved using up quite a lot of it, so Blaine had replaced it.
He smiled as he thought about it, and then leaned back into Kurt, their heated skin coming together, and making both of them groan a little and press harder.
Kurt feels a finger circling around his hole, lightly pressing into him slowly, and he bites down the loud sound that would have escaped him. Blaine was careful and slow, but Kurt wanted him at least to lose a bit of control.
He pressed back against Blaine's hand a little desperately, but Blaine wrapped his other arm around his waist to keep him still, being careful not to hurt his ribs anymore, and Kurt sighed a little as he felt a second finger go in, at the same time Blaine bit down on the side of his exposed neck.
His head presses into the pillows and one of his hands reaches out to clutch at the bed sheets, and the other reaches around behind him to run the ends of his fingers through Blaine's hair, that being the bad hand that he couldn't really use properly.
"Oh god, Blaine-" He moaned into the electrified air around them and then he reached one hand down to clutch his neglected cock.
"Does it hurt?" Blaine asks softly as he placed small kisses down the center of Kurt's spine.
"N-no, just...more- pl-please!" Kurt managed to croak out through the moans coming from his throat, he had no idea that something like this would feel so good, maybe it was because he was a little high on painkillers...he didn't know.
Blaine carefully stretched out his fingers to push in a third, and Kurt writhed and wriggled, obviously a little uncomfortable with the slow pace, but Blaine couldn't help it, the fact that Kurt was so tight around his fingers, he could almost come from the sensation alone.
He had to go slowly for both of their sakes, he actually wanted this to last.
"Blaine, please..." Kurt's voice uttered quietly as a small whimper left Blaine's own throat as he grinded his ass back and the muscles fluttered around his fingers.
Ok, that was enough, Blaine couldn't hold off anymore. He quickly slid on the condom and then coated his erection in lube, before rubbing a hand down Kurt's thigh, encouraging him to lift it slightly and then scooting closer so that he could rest one of his legs between Kurt's so as not to put too much strain on his mid-section.
"Ready babe?" He whispered into Kurt's ear, and a nod in return was all Kurt could muster.
Blaine wrapped a hand around his cock and eased himself forward, closing the gap between him and Kurt, as the tip caught on the stretched rim of Kurt's hole, they both gasped, but he inched forward again slowly, penetrating his boyfriend with slow shallow thrusts.
Kurt was so tight, it was hard for Blaine not to just thrust all inside him, but he knew he had to take it easy. Kurt gasped again as Blaine came to a stop when he was fully inside him, Blaine's cock brushing over his prostrate in this position.
"Holy shit- Kurt, you f-feel amazing..." Blaine said as he started to pull back slightly, and then just as carefully pushed in again.
"God Blaine...fuck..."
The rhythm was slow, but it was intense and Kurt and Blaine were already close to the edge before they even started, each time Blaine pushed in a little harder, hitting Kurt's prostrate, Kurt let out a loud yell, and Blaine felt the pleasure from that sound travel all the way to his toes.
"Oh my-" Kurt was cut off into a moan as Blaine pulled his hips roughly back into his thrusts, and he couldn't hold on any longer, the sensations of Blaine inside him, and feeling him so close and so hot, he tumbled over the edge, coming with a slight scream.
Blaine groaned as Kurt's muscles tightened with his release and he only managed a push in one more time before he was done, coming hard inside Kurt, and panting open mouthed against his boyfriend's back, whimpering slightly as his hips continued to shallowly thrust into him, chasing those last little tendrils of pleasure.
"Holy shit, baby." Kurt said as they lay still connected, and breathing heavily.
"Yeah...amazing." Blaine whispered into his hair, before placing a kiss and removing himself from Kurt, hissing with him as he departed.
Blaine got up to go into Kurt's bathroom to dispose of the condom and then get something to help clean Kurt up a little, after that he snuggled up to his boyfriend in his bed, throwing the blankets over both of them.
"We really should get a place together in New York, I don't think I could go 5 minutes without you doing that to me." Kurt explained quietly and snuggled further into Blaine's chest.
"The feeling is certainly mutual." Blaine laughed.