Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.
A/n:
Dinner had gone by fairly quickly, despite the fact that Kurt had spent most of the time watching Blaine pick at his food while he ate. It had only been slightly tense, considering the fact that Melissa had spent almost the entire meal trying to keep a conversation going. Blaine hadn't been paying much attention to anything that was going on, keeping his head down and occasionally interrupting what was going on with a bought of coughing.
Kurt was surprised by just how much medicine Blaine had to take. There were a couple of pills he recognized, allergy medicine and what Kurt had always assumed was some kind of vitamin. He'd never seen the orange plastic bottles the pills came from before. He assumed that the others either had to do with the surgery Blaine had just recently gone through or the cold he was currently fighting.
"I think I'm going to go lay down… you want to watch a movie, Kurt?" Blaine asked.
"I'm going to help your stepmother with the dishes really fast. Why don't you pick something out, and I'll be up in a few minutes." Kurt watched as Blaine nodded and started towards the stairs.
"You really don't have to help… I just have to put them in the dishwasher, really."
"Is it really a cold? He seems too sick…" Kurt began, picking up his plate as well as Blaine's.
"He's getting worse. It really was just a cold, but he was already weak when he got sick. I was just waiting for his father to come home and check him out, but he had a patient emergency," Melissa explained. "He shouldn't be long now; he texted me right before dinner, saying that it wasn't going to be much longer. He's hurrying." Kurt just nodded, putting the dishes he had picked up on the counter by the dishwasher. "Go… I can finish up here. The whole point of you being here is to spend time with Blaine anyway."
Kurt started up the stairs as quickly as he could, hoping that Blaine hadn't fallen asleep on him. Kurt really did want to spend time with his boyfriend; that had been a large part of his motivation for agreeing to take David to the airport and stop by Blaine's house for the night on his way home.
Kurt hurried up the stairs and back to Blaine's bedroom, although he was surprised to find that the older boy wasn't there. Of course, he heard coughing coming from down the hall and immediately went to investigate. Kurt found Blaine seated in front of a bookshelf that was covered in DVDs, shivering as he coughed. Kurt quickly picked up a blanket from one of the oversized couches and wrapped it around Blaine's shoulders, holding the older boy for a moment until the coughing ceased. Kurt wasn't happy with how short of breath the older boy seemed to be once he'd stopped.
"Okay now?"
"Yeah… that's exhausting," Blaine muttered, before he reached out and pulled a DVD off the shelf, handing it to Kurt. "Mulan okay?"
"I'm surprised you want to watch it when you can't sing along."
"I'll probably end up sleeping through most of it anyway… I feel like that's all I've done the past couple of days." Kurt stood up, helping Blaine to his feet.
"I've said it before and I'll say it again – you need sleep. Especially now that you're sick on top of trying to heal after surgery." Kurt led the older boy back to his bedroom, leaving Blaine to climb into the bed and get comfortable while he set up the DVD to play on the TV. Kurt grabbed the remote and crawled up next to Blaine, throwing some of the blankets so that they covered Blaine's body without being on top of Kurt. He smiled as his boyfriend cuddled closer to him, despite the heat that Blaine radiated. "You're burning up, babe."
"I feel like I'm about to freeze." Kurt did his best to pull Blaine closer to him, letting the older boy rest his head against his chest as he turned on the movie. Kurt and Blaine watched in silence, with Kurt doing his best to make Blaine at least feel a little warmer, even if it was really the older boy who was transferring all of the body heat between them. Around the time Mulan was getting caught bathing in the lake, Kurt realized that Blaine's body had cooled significantly and he had subsequently fallen asleep on Kurt's chest again.
Kurt wasn't really sure what to do with himself when the movie ended; Blaine was still asleep, and given their current positioning it wasn't like he could move without waking the older boy up. Eventually the movie started itself over, and Kurt started singing along with the songs as they went. He was halfway through "Reflection" when he realized that Blaine was staring up at him and smiling.
"Don't stop…"
"I didn't mean to wake you up. How are you feeling?"
"Better… still tired, but I'm not freezing anymore," Blaine replied. Kurt smiled as the older boy moved closer to him, wrapping an arm around Kurt's abdomen. Kurt ran his fingers through the older boy's hair, avoiding the bald spot that was left over from his surgery. He was hesitant trying to avoid anything that might hurt the older boy, and despite the research he'd done Kurt really wasn't sure if the incision would actually still hurt or anything like that. "Is my dad not home yet?"
"Not as far as I know… of course, I've been sitting here watching Mulan since you fell asleep, and the movie's already started over once." Kurt looked up as he heard a knock at the door. Of course the timing was bad, because Blaine started coughing again when he should have said something to let the person who knocked know they could come in. The coughing seemed to be enough of an answer for Blaine's father, however, because he walked into the room and over to the bed quickly.
"Hey, hey… you okay?" Kurt watched as Blaine's father helped the older boy sit up, holding onto him until the coughing fit stopped. "Let me listen."
"Dad… it's not…"
"I'm the doctor here. Just let me listen." Kurt took Blaine's hand as the older man took out a stethoscope and started using it to listen to something in Blaine's chest. The look on his face hinted to Kurt that something was wrong. "I don't think it's just a cold anymore, Blaine."
"Dad…"
"I'm not saying you have to go to the hospital… not yet. I'm just saying I think you've gotten worse. I'll call Dr. Harwood's answering service, see what he says. Just stay in bed for now."
"That's all I've done for days…" Blaine began.
"And it's what you're going to keep doing unless you want to end up in the hospital again." Kurt let the older boy lean back against him again as Mr. Anderson spoke. "I just want you to get better. Get some rest, at least until we know what we need to do." Kurt watched as Blaine closed his eyes, finally giving into his father's instructions.
"Fine… Kurt can at least stay for a while, right?"
"Of course. I'll come back to check on you in a little while, see how you're doing." Kurt watched as the man stood up and walked out of the room, before he pulled Blaine closer to him as they sat there.
"How about we go pick out another movie?" Kurt suggested.
"How about we just sit here instead? I don't really care about watching another movie… I just want to be with you." Kurt smiled slightly, pulling the older boy closer to him as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. He raised an eyebrow as Blaine leaned up and pressed a kiss against his lips. Kurt brought his hands up to Blaine's face and gently pulled it away, shaking his head. "What? Is something wrong?"
"You're sick, Blaine… you need to rest, not make out with me in your bed," Kurt replied, leaning in to kiss Blaine's forehead. "Besides, do you really want to get me sick, too? I won't be able to come spend the weekend with you after Christmas if I catch whatever it is you have." Blaine nodded, smiling slightly.
"You're right… I don't want you to get sick, too." Kurt smiled, gently rubbing Blaine's back as the older boy put his head back down on Kurt's chest. "I love you, Kurt."
"I love you too, Blaine," Kurt replied, pressing a kiss on top of the older boy's head as Blaine started to fall asleep.